In memory

This is a true story. No worms were harmed in the making of this post.

I have these really great shoes that Sica has been lusting after in her heart for going on about 5 years now. Ironically, Sica wore these shoes for the first time on my wedding day. See this picture:




Look a little closer:




In my rush to see my family Sunday night after church, I tripped up my sidewalk, and unlike this time, I caught myself before falling. But my shoe heel bent too badly. They had to be put down, out of their pain and suffering.




Sica decided they warranted a proper burial, so we bore the bodies up to Mt Vernon yesterday. Mr Lemon gave a lovely eulogy about the steps they had taken, the paths walked, etc, etc, etc. The Worm promised solemnly to always remember where they were buried. Sica played "Taps."

May they rest in peace.