It Will Be All Right, Everything Will Work Out in the End

That was Jimmy's way of dealing with things that go wrong. Well, he's right-it all worked out in the end. He's up in heaven harassing my mom and his mom, teasing them about how much they talk. When Mom died, he told me, "Well now the two crows are sitting on the porch, knitting, drinking coffee, and talking a mile a minute!"

Now he's on the porch, too.