Larry, this is one hell of a story, and a lovely lesson in how a family, as you describe it needles each other with loving actions. Love takes all forms, not just words. That you spent your time on that mural, and the picture, says a lot to your parents about how you are “thinking about them” even when they are out of the country, looking to weave threads of your love ongoingly through pranks, or whatever the form. A great lesson for all of us. 🙏
Omg, Larry! Perfectly told and amazingly written! So very “Larry”! I loved it!!
Thank you, Flori. It's hard to believe this happened 24 years ago!! Time sure scoots along...
Kathy, I don’t remember that they ever did. You’d have to ask Larry that question, also. I’m guessing they were afraid I would have “told” on them.
Did the boys ever bring you in on any of these stunts growing up, Flori? Just curious.
This is inspiring to go for the audacious in life when the spirit moves. I love this playful quality of yours. And what a wordsmith you are, Larry.
I have been thinking about hiring (respectable) painters for my garage for some time. Maybe a mural to spruce things up...
* This is tender, and deranged, and deeply human.
In other words: peak Urish.
If one couldn’t figure out what a loving family yours was simply by reading this, the look on your mom’s face would give it away.
Larry, this is one hell of a story, and a lovely lesson in how a family, as you describe it needles each other with loving actions. Love takes all forms, not just words. That you spent your time on that mural, and the picture, says a lot to your parents about how you are “thinking about them” even when they are out of the country, looking to weave threads of your love ongoingly through pranks, or whatever the form. A great lesson for all of us. 🙏