Retiring Jabba=One-Breasted Woman Fashion

This is a happy photo of me at Coney Island on Labor Day, one of the best days of my life in recent memory. Jacqueline took the photo.

Right now, the posts on my blog go in two related directions:

Retiring Jabba

and

The One-Breasted Woman Fashion Show

A note on Coney Island:
When Jacqueline and I arrived at Coney Island, there were fire trucks, helicopters, mounted cops, sirens, and all sorts of confusion. Swimmers had been called out of the water, and the boardwalk was crammed with people debating whether or not someone had drowned or been eaten by a shark.

We carried on with our mission, which was to take photos of me, Jabba-less, wearing Jacqueline's clothing, in front of the famous ferris wheel. We succeeded, and didn't learn what had happened until we returned home. Apparently, a baby shark had gotten in among the swimmers and was rescued by a brave lifeguard who swam it back out to sea.

If this is an urban legend, please don't e-mail and tell me so. I like this story.

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@ Jeanne Sather 2007.

Comments

[Barry]

I hope you don't mind me leaving a comment. I have been searching blogger for cancer patients/survivors. It helps me to understand.

Your posts are funny, brave and open. Thank you.

My daughter Rose (http://rosesosteosarcoma.blogspot.com) has late stage metastatic osteosarcoma, but if you ask her she'll tell you she's fine!

[jeanne]

Hi Barry--thanks for leaving a comment. I am very sorry to hear about your daughter's cancer. About her telling you, and others, that she is fine, maybe that is her way of dealing with it. I tell people that I am fine, also, even sometimes when I'm not.

Jeanne