Today we bury the great Addie Przeslicke at 11 am at Saint Mary's Cemetery. Where do I get the side that loves colorful jerseys and Hawaiian shirts from? Now you know. From this day forward I shall celebrate Mother's birthday on December 20th. Don't feel sad. I was lucky to know and love one of the great human beings of all time. My family thanks all of you for your love and compassion during the last three weeks.

Go Blago Go!

Yeah, like the governor of your home state never gets arrested by federal agents.

Glad I looked for those shoes

My brother Jim had mentioned that Ma had a crucifix from my father's coffin and I didn't think too much about it. Today I asked Debbie to help me locate a pair of shoes I wear all winter (accommodates thicker socks) so she looks in my closet and the shoes aren't there but the crucifix is. It's in a bag and has a note my mother wrote which said -'Crucifix is from Dad's coffin. Please put in mine.' My mother would see the humor in this. I rushed the crucifix over to the mortician's who will place it in the coffin for a nominal fee of $29.99. The mortician also asked about flowers. Ma always said to bring her flowers when she could enjoy them and not waste our money when she was dead. I told the mortician this and he got a good laugh out of it. Me too.

Forever in my heart

Mother passed away this morning very peacefully. Her tremendous love, compassion, patience and understanding will be cherished forever. Good bye mother. I will miss you forever and will try my hardest to be someone you would be proud of.

My brother is spending the night at Ma's. Gee, I got the call from the nurse 2 weeks ago tomorrow. She hasn't eaten anything since last Saturday and hasn't moved in 2 days. But still that heart keeps on beating. The morphine in small doses is to regulate her breathing and that it has. Honestly, I was going to rake those leaves Thanksgiving week. Ma knew how much I loathed yard work.

Not the kind of person who would burden her family my mother made pre-arrangements for her funeral. I took her to see her final resting place after she purchased it and went back today because I wanted to see the headstone. She will be at Saint Mary's at 46th and Chicago which is close to my house. But tonight she fights on proving what I always knew...that's one tough old bird.

I ran home to pick Debbie and eat something. Mother gets morphine every 4 hours. The hospice people make me sadder when they visit. You boys don't ever worry about ending up like this. There are probably 200 residents at Heritage Of Edina and about 10 of them are men. But there's only 1 Bruce.