It’s almost a year now since the funniest man I ever knew passed away. Here are a few of my favorite things my brother, Terry, often said:
“Nyello?” When he answered the phone. It was an imitation of an old woman he delivered newspapers to a million years before.
“I bid you fondue”…saying goodbye by malapropping his French
“Help, Daddy, Danny, don’t hurt Daddy”. His words to his 30-year-old son who had just dropped a rolled-up carpet they were carrying. So of course, most mishaps in our family are now followed by the words, “Help, Daddy, Danny”.
More to come…