I’ve been cruising the senior humor sites again, and here are a few stories I thought were worth repeating. There are links to previous editions of Senior Humor at the bottom of this post.
A pious man who had reached the age of 105 suddenly stopped going to synagogue. Alarmed by the old fellow’s absence after so many years of faithful attendance, the Rabbi went to see him. (more…)
I have a friend who is the minister of a church in a small town west of Fort Worth. For some reason that I cannot fathom, he has been practicing Bikram yoga for the past two years. Why anyone would voluntarily go into a room heated to 105 degrees and twist themselves into knots for 90 minutes is beyond me, but he likes it so much that he has gone to California to take a nine-week teacher training course. After the first week during which he suffered from dehydration, extreme nausea, and what I imagine as a steady diet of tofu and bean sprouts, he posted the following comment on Facebook:
So LA is supposed to be chic or cool or whatever…but I tell the truth: I’d love to see a Southern church woman in a flowerdy (yes, flowerdy) dress holding a Tupperware container of fried chicken and deviled eggs about now. (more…)
Dad died on May 13. His death was fairly simple. He had a massive stroke, and a few days later he stopped breathing. The business of death, however, is another story. Over three months later my brother and I are still dealing with paperwork.
There was a time when a loved one died, was laid out on the dining room table for the wake, and was buried under an oak tree in the back forty. (more…)