"Someone's got to keep Tinkerbell here from shooting everyone." Sam talking about Fiona in "Burn Notice"
LIFE, July 21, 1927
The Brooklyn Daily Eagle, New York, May 21, 1930
It's been a year today since my mother-in-law died. Every time we look at the calendar, we see the date. Nothing's marked on this year's calendar, but we know. And we remember. We remember all the things that we loved about her. All the things she did for us. And all the things about her that drove us crazy. But mostly, we think: it shouldn't have happened. She should still be here.
Her death was not an easy one. Not for her. And not for us. We had to make the decision as to whether to keep treating her and hope she would recover somewhat, or to let her go. After agonizing discussions with specialists, family, and friends, we, decided to let her go. She was my husband's only parent; the last of his family. And we miss her greatly.
Chicago Tribune, Illinois, August 19, 1900
“What an easy time you have of it, dear.” “Easy? Why, darling, I lie here and think what a lot I have to do until I’m tired out”