Our petite but feisty sister in law Ruthie went through a series of misfortunes. A customer at the bank she worked at accidentally set off her canister of pepper spray. Ruthie took a direct hit. Later at the same bank, she was accidentally locked inside the vault.
Grandson Weston was hurling toward the house in his go cart. With motherly instinct, Ruthie reached out to catch him to save him from impending doom. When she grabbed the back of the go cart, he never slowed leaving Ruthie handing on and airborne.
Her son was going to instruct her on the use of her new treadmill. “Oh I can handle it.” She hit the button and again was jerked off her feet leaving her face bouncing a trail down the treadmill unto the floor.
These are just a few of the mishaps that have befallen Ruthie over one short period of time. The stories are often revisited and embellished for comedic effect. Even though each of these accidents could have been serious and life threatening to her, Ruthie took them all in stride and chooses to laugh along.
As if our family shenanigans are not enough; poor Ruthie, her pain is the subject matter for family humor. We really are happy to have you as part of our family. We promise we are not trying to do you in—not purposely anyway.
But then again, she has been married into this family for over 50 years now. Could it possibly be she finds humor and great relief in the fact she is not genetically linked to this crazy Robinson-Robertson-Roberson-Robinson family? Perhaps she does have the best and last laugh after all!
Congratulations Ruth and Norman on your Golden Anniversary! May you have another 50 plus years of happiness together!
Listen, my son, to your father’s instruction and do not forsake your mother’s teaching. They will be a garland to grace your head and a chain to adorn your neck.