Mrs. Baird died in 2017
April was 17 by the time the original strips ended.
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.
I did not die.
Take your racist garbage somewhere else!
I’m sure the KKK has a bulletin board if you want to post racist garbage!
Go watch some old movies girls. Haven’t they seen “It’s A Wonderful Life?” Or "The Philadelphia Story, that featured all three.
Take the stupid discount!
Did you learn that from your brother, Elizabeth?
In one town, they threw a party in the post office parking lot on April 15, and as midnight approached, they formed a gauntlet for the last stragglers to run, while the band played The Willliam Tell Overture.
She’s too stupid!
Mrs. Baird died in 2017