I was feeling a bit of frustration,
And in search of a blood bank location.
But then yesterday saw,
At the town Mardi Gras,
The big bus for my tribute donation.
The Bloodmobile drove past us, behind a marching band and in front of a bunch of pirates with a cannon, in the St. Marys Mardi Gras parade. I didn’t think twice about it until I saw them parked at the end of the parade, between the children’s rides and the car show. Just about then, a hoard of biting gnats descended upon us, and Barry and I decided that it was better to donate the blood to a good cause — especially since it’s that time of year when we like to donate blood in memory of Becky Johns.
“Gnats are not a cause, they are an institution,” says Barry.
Showing off the orange coband that matches the infamous Strangers Have the Best Candy t-shirt
I’m making a Mardi Gras meal for Tuesday and thinking about you as I prepare the red beans and rice. There will also be Mardi Gras slaw, corn maque choux and a King cake. I can’t find a baby Jesus, so will use a Sacagawea dollar again. We’ll toast the two of you as we chow down.
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The limerick is for Andrew and Sandra and Cindy…the photo is for everyone who remembers Philip’s t-shirt. He was a very dedicated blood donor, too.
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