[Sca-cooks] On the poor diet of a son away in the city

[Georgia Foster]

at my cousin's wedding his younger sister showed up for the rehersal dinner at my mothers house bouncing through the door announcing 'FEED me, FEED me, AUNT Charlotte FOOD"

Jo (Georgia L.) Foster
 
Never knock on Death's door.
Ring the doorbell and run ... he hates that.
 
I don't want to set the world on fire, I'm just trying to light a candle.