Saturday, October 22, 2011
I remember one morning soon after Great Grandma Miller's funeral, Ken, Penni, Great Grandpa Miller, and myself were sitting on the deck. Penni was asking Great Grandpa if he was "well rested". Ken piped in and blurted out "Rusted?, Grandpa's not corroding". Penni got so mad at him, but we laughed so hard.
