I have shorn my mane, shaved my whiskers, laid out my three piece blue pin stripe avec silk red pocket poof and 115+ year old Illinois Railroad watch (thanks Dan) and set out my good shoes. At 11AM, the service begins. I wish I was at the wake which began earlier at 7PM. It will be... is... a true Irish wake. My cousins are excellent musicians and singers. They can't hold a candle to me in story telling but then, few can although they will, are, undoubtedly giving it a go as I type. I can imagine the tunes and stories going on as I type.... oh to be uncursed with this foul disease!!! so I could honour my cousin with song and stories.

See ya when I see ya.