Well, I just got back from da funeral ov an old friend, Marion Lukaszevski, nee Kondrovitch. She and I went ta St. Mary's of the Greenwood grammar school tagedder and den she went off ta college ta study ta be a librarian and a research specialist and when she came back from school at Penn State she settled down n got a job wid da county library system and married Johnny Lukaszevski. She lived a quiet life der in da library, except fer de occasional rowdy student or somebody playing der hip hap music too loud on da Wakeman. She would go up ta dem and den put her index finger over her lips and say SHOOOOOOOSH! really loud and she would usually scare dem inta quietude. Whever I would go over ta da library ta spend some time wid her during her coffee and doughnuts breaks, if I started ta talk too loud, shee would give me da SHOOOOOSH. Johnnie was an auto repair man who ventally ran his own shop upon da Main Avenue on da West Side. It was called Johnnie's Auto Repair. I used ta like ta go over der ta talk ta Johnnie when my car was often bein repaired. Der's nuttin' quite like da smell a benizine n paint tinner and car paint wid da taste a Johnnie's mysterious brew he called coffee. Well, Johnnie died tragically about ten years ago when da big auto jack/lift carrying a Plymouth Duster whose brakes he was workin on fell and crushed him. Marian was heartbroken and she sold da business and moved outta da house on da West Side and sold it eventually n den moved inta one a dem convenience apartments over at da Lutterwood. She retired from da library after a few years and den volunteered fer da research at da col mine museum or waddever dey call it. Her death, too, was tragic. She was drivin along Birney Avenue late at night in a blindin rainstorm and tryin ta read da letters a da license plate a da black Volvo in fronta her. She was obsessed by da vanity plates and she hadda collection ov all da plates she had seen over da years and she wrote dem down on dose library catalog cards dat are pretty well gone now cause a da computers. Da vanity plate was RSJD, which stood fer Robert Shapiro Juris Doctor, da famous lawyer. Tragically da Moosic Ambulace company had just been activated onna call at da Birney Plaza and as dey turned inta da plaza wid sirens blazing, Atty Robert's old instinct kicked in and he stopped suddenly wid de tention ov chasing de ambulance, but Marion was followin too close or too fast n plowed right inta his back end fatally. Marion would prabaly not like me talkin about her like dis. I can almost hear her goin SHOOOOOSH! behind me right now.