Talk:Daisy Baxter

I was curious about that "most people she'd known were already dead." I knew about her husband of course, but I can't recall her ever giving a single thought to any absent friend or loved one other than him.

As for the small crowd--quality over quantity I guess. Wilf sure seemed shook up. I've befriended my share of bartenders at one regular watering hole or another in my day, but I don't see myself bawling my eyes out at their funerals after not having seen them in some time. Well, maybe one. (Actually I sort of patterned Daisy on her in my mind's eye, which is why I was so upset that Daisy didn't make it.)

I've told everyone I currently know who might conceivably be in the position to make my final arrangements that I'd like my ashes scattered somewhere beautiful. I don't like the idea of being buried at all, but if that is my fate, God save me from having it happen in a place with so undignified a name as Great Snoring. Turtle Fan (talk) 02:44, July 19, 2017 (UTC)