MY RETARDED AUNT
I know it's not politically correct to call someone "retarded." I would have called my Aunt Sue mentally challenged but she corrected me on that issue a few years back. She was quite clear, "I don't know what they call it nowadays but I was born retarded and I will die retarded. That's what I call it. That's just how it is and that's what I call it." I had not seen my aunt in thirteen years. The last time I had seen her was on a visit with my wife. About an hour after meeting my aunt, my wife would die in a motorcycle accident. I had been to the area a couple of times since then but was not sure where my aunt lived so I did not attempt to visit her. My last show before moving to Los Angeles was in Anniston, Alabama. This is the hometown of my relatives. I called my cousins and let them know I was in town. I visited with them and they attended my comedy shows. I asked about my aunt and my cousin told me she was living