She was very slim with high cheekbones and sexy figure and sexy lips. She had average boobs but it did not disturb her overall sexy appeal. I was alwa...s trying to hunt any sexy birds around. She looked like a neat target. She was around 26 –27 years of age and had only one-9 months child, which she used to hold in her arms all the time. One day every one was in home my mom, 2 brothers and, a younger sister. My dad as usual was in his room reading a newspaper. She came to our home and exchange. "Darci," I said to her. "Your name is Darci." Darci," she repeated back to me, trying it out. Then she flashed me a bright smile. "I'm Darci," she announced. "And who are you?" I'm Joe," I told her.Darci flexed her marvelous legs for a moment first with a deep knee-bend, then minced her way over on her toes to the edge of the table and extended her diminutive hand."Nice to meet you, Joe," she chirped, somehow maintaining a bright smile throughout.I was stumped for a moment. Then I reached out. We got to his cottage about 10:30 and walked around a bit, tidying up broken branches, etc. Around noon, he asked if I wanted to go for a swim, but I said, "Stupid me. I forgot my trunks." Since there was only one other cottage in the area and the owners were out of the province for about two weeks, he said, "No sweat. No one can see us." (because we are about a half mile from the main road, down a steep hill.)So, off came the clothes and into the water we went. We swam and waded and floated on. I needed to edit the eulogy to fit the needs for our family, not for people who didn’t know him like we did.Monday morning was the memorial service, to be followed by a lunch at St. Joe’s. The idea I had for Jack’s ashes was to bury him with Grandpa. Ashes weren’t like a casket. We didn’t need to dig a big hole in the ground. All I needed to do was head up there sometime during the week with a garden trowel. I could dig the turf up, pour in the ashes, and push the turf back down. In a few days.