It has been two months since I have seen your smile. You were getting a haircut for your surgery about now.
Everyone that I know comments on your sense of humor and your smile. I don't think the people we know now really know what a wicked sense of humor you really had. The time you sold Jim's car that you had taken away from him for some infraction. You sold it to a friend of yours and he was stopped by the police a couple of blocks from the house since they were waiting to see it on the road again. Jim had been out racing and outrunning the police. That is why you had taken the car away from him.
That same friend is the one you went to K-mart with one winter and as you were leaving said; "Aren't you going to pay for that stocking hat?" right in front of the security guard. The only thing that saved him was that they didn't sell that brand. Or the time you set the headache ball from your crane right in front of the chick sales door at lunch time when you had seen the boss go in. Then you got off the crane and went to lunch!!!
One of the hi-lights for you visiting Bobbi Jo was seeing if you could pull something on her whithout her catching on. I think she caught on to more than you know but she liked making you happy.
The soft smile you would get with a glitter in your eye and a softer voice. I always knew when you were talking to your daughter. The crooked grin and the gleam when you were up to some mischief. The outright laugh. Like when we took your favorite picture. The day the three donkeys were trying to get more cookies and had there heads through your car window . You laughed so hard when you saw that picture for the first time and many a time after.
I will miss your laugh and smile even though I can still hear the echo of your laughter and see your smile in my memories of you.