Perhaps they will meet?
Perhaps they will meet?
Your #51 was good.
you can imagine then, what the Reagan Funeral was like for me. It was a matter of time, and it was all on my mind, seeing RR laid to rest for the same thing my Dad was dying from.
I wanted to kill the photographers who snapped all those pictures of Nancy weeping over the casket. These people treated him like dirt when he was alive, and now, they are all pulling for a Pulitzer in his death.
If some scumwaffle tries to film my Mom for some paper she will have to bail me out for attempted murder.