When my mother was little, elementry age. She heard a puzzling phrase, mentioned by the fathers of her schoolmates. “We’re keeping up with the Jones’s.” Which, in my mother’s child-like curiosity, prompted her to ask my grandmother, if they were also keeping up with the Jones’s, like her fellow classmates. My grandmother’s reply, “Sweety, we …

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~Another excellent D’Kay story that involves my cousin Ronny~ D’Kay was a fan of making her own wine, and she was pretty damn good at it too… She just had… different ways of doing it. So my cousin Ronny was like 8 or 9, and half asleep, when he heard this loud POP come from …

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~This is probably one of my favorite stories about my aunt D’Kay, who was, by far, the weird one in the family~ I was about 16 or so. Mom, D’Kay and I were headed out to eat, riding inMom’s lincoln. Mom was ranting about something, I dont fully remember, but she was in good form, …

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