OK, here’s a story for you about my grandmother. When she came here she married my grandfather who was born in Germany and came here as little boy. So, of course she now had a German name.
After WWII was over and the English were really struggling with rationing, etc. she got a phone call one day soliciting for money to send aid to England. She let the lady go on and on, detailing how bad they had it, how cold and hungry they were, etc. After a long while, when my Grandmother had all the details on how bad things were over there she said to the woman “Thank God I lived to see the day!” and hung up the phone.
I think Granny would have loved FR.
Hahahaha! Great story! It’s deeply gratifying to watch England circle the drain. I’m grateful that I lived to see this day, that’s for sure.