He married his main squeeze Ann Moore, a home economics teacher, almost 50 years ago, with whom they had two girls Amanda Lewis of Dallas, and Alison of Starkville. He taught them to fish, to select a quality hammer, to love nature, and to just be thankful. He took great pride in stocking their tool boxes. One of his regrets was not seeing his girl, Hillary Clinton, elected President.As one person who also fell in love with this obituary noted, "The key to being remembered after you're gone is to do your best to be the kind of person people enjoy remembering." Words to the wise. And it's not about doing something worth remembering, but being someone worth remembering. I'll try to remember that.
He had a life-long love affair with deviled eggs, Lane cakes, boiled peanuts, Vienna [Vi-e-na] sausages on saltines, his homemade canned fig preserves, pork chops, turnip greens, and buttermilk served in martini glasses garnished with cornbread.
He excelled at growing camellias, rebuilding houses after hurricanes, rocking, eradicating mole crickets from his front yard, composting pine needles, living within his means, outsmarting squirrels, never losing a game of competitive sickness, and reading any history book he could get his hands on
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Best. Obituary. Ever.
OK, so I've said it before, but I mean it this time. This is the best obituary ever. A sampling: