| My father,
Walter (Wally), had a certain way of doing things. It's not that anyone
called him Wally to his face, but it did become a running joke among his
family. For example: "It has to be done Wally's way", which
melded into "Ollie's way". Fitting, since he had a way of calling
people, pets and things by special nicknames. His girls became Suebee,
Jubee, Jeebee, and Patter. His two younger sons were the bugger boys until
my two sons inherited it. Julie's dog, Angel, was Angie. He had a unique
way of doing everything and I sure am going to miss Ollie's Way, but I
suspect that we all have a little bit of "Ollie's way" within
us. |
