When I was looking through the newspaper that had my great-great grandmother's obituary, I came across this little item. I left the husband's nickname the way the newspaper had it, but I changed all the real names to protect the innocent - or the guilty - or whatever.
If Kiss-A-Minute Carter had been satisfied with only 5 eggs every morning, maybe the marriage could have been salvaged!
All is well in the Keweenaw.
P.S. Don't forget to set your clocks back before you go to bed tomorrow night!