From the Late Barry McWilliams, originally from Nov 16, 2019

Gratitude

for Bonita

Your laughter always

cracked me up; & when

coupled with one of the

precious tales you, at

times of highly spirited

reflection, shared, I was

mesmerized by your joy &

the honesty of your telling.

Rides with the ol’ boys on

Louisiana backroads now

come back to me, with

you driving them — your

vision scarcely clearing the

dashboard; & the scene you

conjured up as Johnny, at his

loving best, hoisted you over

his shoulder, arms flailing,

then paraded the two of

you before God every

ski bum in Aspen; not

to forget the numerous

times you went next door

to your Mom's apartment,

only to have her say, "I’m

still here!" So many truly

uproarous laughs I was

privy to, thanx to the

generosity of the ever-

present good humor you

showed me & the world at

large; surely, to those who

knew the real you & loved

you dearly for the darlin’

gal you truly were. My

words will never say

enough, cannot impart

my gratitude fully, for all

the laughter & kindnesses

you’ve bequeathed me, as

I ponder my life with you

having left behind such

priceless memories; I

just wish I’d gone first

— I can imagine the old

stories you’d tell of me;

best of all, you’d still be

around, & untold lives

would be so rich for

Bonita's presence

 here & now ...