January 25, 2007--"Grandmother's Remedies"

this little book was given to me by a high school friend named leslie who sometimes went by "weasel" (not because of any character traits--it was more of a far-fetched name morphing .... lesley>wesley>weasel (or most of the time, just weez)) she was a friend who had had an unfortunate life that included lots of shuffling around between different homes (both relatives homes and "homes for girls") but who always seemed to stay happy. or at least, she laughed a lot. she introduced me to chorizo on a sleepover one night (late night snack... with eggs) and once she was devastated when she accidentally killed a bird she'd earlier rescued (ok, well the bird drowned in the toilet and she'd only left the lid up, so it wasn't really her fault). she ended up having a baby (i can't remember now if that was before or after we graduated) and i think the last time i spoke to her, she was happily involved with some religious group that made her wear long skirts and possibly a veil. wow. that's a lot to wrap up in a book that she probably bought for a dollar at burlington coat factory. and since the book doesn't really add anything about our relationship and i'm just holding on to it because of the memories of her... i think i can remember her without the book. i think i wrote a poem about her and the bird.... i'll use that to remember her by.