He Asked His Wife
He asked his wife, “Will you miss me when I’m
gone?” She responded, “Of course I will.”
It wasn’t exactly the response he had in mind.
He envisioned, “What! Gone! Never! But if you were
destined for death we would go through it together,
darling. Like the president of Union Theological
Seminary, New York and his wife many years ago
who realizing the decline of one or both decided to
end life together, ah romantically, ah, so romantic-
ally.” But she opted for that which is so much more
realistic, and he scooped from the burlwood bowl
another handful of buttered and salted popcorn she
had popped in soy oil in the new Emeril five quart
sauce pan on the electric glass top Frigidaire stove.
They continued watching “Masterpiece Mystery”
while he sipped the bargain pinot grigio.