Then I hit upon the strange hobbies some of us have, not that they are strange in themselves, but in combination with our other hobbies. For instance, Les who was an avid duck hunter, yet raised beautiful chrysanthemums. Or Eleanore who was active in the Norcal Golden Retriever Club and the San Franciso Bonsi Club - how do you keep the little puppies out of the little trees?
Then I was enamoured of the beautiful names of some of the dead, like: Souraya - from what I can find is Farsi for Princess. There was Frances Giovannetti - it just rolls off the tongue and if I knew him I would have called him that every time I spoke to him.
Then I came across one that made me smile and for some reason that is what makes me read the obits every week, looking for that special one.
Al Shansky - He lived a long life student, Army officer, business owner, pilot, father, soul mate. And I am sure he will be missed every day by many. What made me smile at this obit? The fact that they loved him enough to include a joke he would tell about himself. He was born in Petaluma* and liked to joke that he was hatched there.
*Petaluma for those of you that aren't from here, there are lots of chickens in Petaluma.