Tuesday Coffee Talk

There was a little old lady(could that be me) who never said anything bad about anybody(nope, that lets me out)Everybody was always amazed about how she could always find good in even the worst people. When the town drunk died everyone just couldn't wait to see if she could find something good about him. He drank all the money away. Didn't provide properly for his wife and children. Beat his wife and everyone suspected he beat his kids too, just couldn't prove it. Had a nasty temperment drunk or sober. Nobody could possible think of something good to say about him. So at his wake everybody tried to stay near the little old lady just to hear her finally say something bad about somebody. She walked up to his casket and smiled and said, "I'm sure going to miss him, he sure could whistle pretty."
So I might not have much going for me but maybe somebody will appreciate my whistling today. I'm going on a good hunt today. Love, Miss Mary