Great Robinson parody, Ralph. And, you wrote it in record time. Try submitting it to Light.
My Grandmother and her sister Ruth worked as servants for the Johnson family (the richest family in town) before World War I. When the Influenza epidemic came, it killed off many of the nurses in the local hospital, so there was a crash program to train replacements.
Aunt Ruth signed up, and stayed on as a nurse there for 54 years. Eventually Admiral William Veazie Pratt, a heartthrob of my grandmother and Aunt Ruth (he had married one of the Johnson girls) went into a slow steady decline, and spent the last couple years of his life in the hospital.
My grandmother and Aunt Ruth would discuss how sad it was to see their girlhood hero go downhill. After he died, Aunt Ruth said I was a "wicked boy" for writing this obituary for my classmates;
Admiral William Veazie Pratt
Did not expire just like that;
At eighty seven, he went blind,
And then he slowly lost his mind.
Last edited by Douglas G. Brown; 07-06-2017 at 09:19 PM.
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