Subject: Quotation
SkiFrog717@aol.com
Date: Mon Feb 04 2002 - 23:31:04 GMT
In case anyone is interested, ONE of my favorites comes from Raise High the
Roof Beam, Carpenters--
"As the Matron of Honor followed me toward the bedroom, where the phone was,
the bride's father's uncle
came toward us from the far end of the hall. His face was in the ferocious
reposed that had fooled me during
most of the car ride, but as he came closer to us in the hall, the mask
reversed itself; he pantomimed to us
both the very highest salutations and greetings, and I found myself grinning
and nodding immoderately in
return. His sparse white hair looked freshly combed- almost freshly washed,
as though he might have
discovered a tiny barbershop cached away at the other end of the apartment.
When he'd passed us, I felt a
compulsion to look back over my shoulder, and when I did, he waved to me,
vigorously- a great, bon-
voyage, come-back-soon wave. It picked me up no end. "What is he? Crazy?"
the Matron of Honor said. I
said I hoped so, and opened the door of the bedroom."
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