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This has got to be one of my most favorite pictures of myself. I got on my leathers, my ostridge boots I bought for $3.00 at a Little Rock, AR, yard sale. My goofy tiger stripe cowgirl hat and I'm as fat as I want to be.
Down with the tyranny of the thin!
I was in Jackson, Missippi, with three of my sisters, to clear out the trailer after our father died. He was cremated in a cardboard box. "Spare no expense in the Cardboard category!" My older sister, Linda, hollered when meeting with the Funeral Director. He laughed until he cried with us Brummett girls.
Oh get over it. Daddy had a good death. He had coffee grinds and water in the Mr. Coffee machine just waiting for the next morning. He died in his sleep in his bed. The next door neighbors adopted L'il Sheebah, Daddy's Dog. Daddy was able to remain independent until he died. That's a good death.
But he left little behind, being too poor to pay attention to such stuff.
This outhouse was across from the Motel we were staying at and I told my sister Geri to take a picture of me there and I'll tell folks this is my inheritance from my father's vast estate. She is such a good sport she said, "Sure thing, that would be too funny."
It was back in 2001 and we're still laughing.
