A collection of lines from obituaries that enlarge our appreciation of the human spirit.
Showing posts with label Waffle House. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Waffle House. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Robley Henson Tatum, 91, a unique and precious character
He was born December 21, 1922, one of those pre-Christmas babies. He would have killed for a June birthday. He hated combined birthday and Christmas presents, possibly because his brother Charles would give him one sock for his birthday, and another for Christmas. So several years ago we moved his birthday to MLK day.
(H/T Jim Romenesko)
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Poor Waffle House, Antonia Larroux
Waffle House lost a loyal customer on April 30, 2013. Antonia W. "Toni" Larroux died after a battle with multiple illnesses: lupus, rickets, scurvy, kidney disease and feline leukemia. She had previously conquered polio as a child contributing to her unusually petite ankles and the nickname "polio legs" given to her by her ex-husband, Jean F. Larroux, Jr.
Labels:
ankles,
Antonia Larroux,
felin leukemia,
kidney disease,
lupus,
polio legs,
rickets,
scurvy,
Waffle House
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