Funny Story

The previous entry was about Mike, my sister Cindy's good friend. Her soulmate. (Cindy, by the way, is older sister, not little sister.) It was Mike's desire to be cremated and have his ashes scattered in the San Francisco Bay. The cremation was somewhat hindered, by reasons unknown to us all... but Cindy was finally able to obtain his ashes yesterday, eleven days after his death. Cindy and Tami (oldest sister) had purchased a beautiful basket to keep Mike in until such a time as Cindy can make the trip west. (Likely to take place in a couple of months... with little sister, Pedi. :) ANYWAY, last night, there was a knock on Cindy's door and it was the local police and fire department, alerting her to some sort of chemical leak eminating from next door, which would would require her IMMEDIATE evaucation of the premises... adding that the place could blow at any moment! Well Cindy rushed upstairs (before they could stop her) and retrieved the beloved basket from her bedroom, before getting into the car to leave.

We've gone ahead and summed up the evening's events as "Hauling Ash!"