After my husband died, they wouldn’t let me into our safe deposit box, though I had 2 keys and my name was on the account. Eventually I got in, but grief is bad enough without stuff like that.

They just want us to give up since it’s “failed” us. 🙄🙄🙄. They can all go straight to the extraordinarily hot place.

!!!! Yes, I did! 😍

Wolf
Whitetail Deer
Grizzly Bears
Alligators
Big Horn Sheep

I want to give her a tasty sandwich, lemonade, a luxurious bath, clean clothes, a pair of comfy tennies, and a sweet clean pillow and blanket, and I don’t even know her. ❤️

Adelaide Springett died in 1986 in Fulham aged ninety-three, without any traceable relatives.
The London Borough of Kensington & Chelsea Social Services Department was her executor.

Adding to my time travel to do list the following; find Adelaide, give her a hug, buy her a better life.

I would never have those marks, but in a hypothetical case where I did and I knew I was being constantly photographed, I would use cosmetics for their purpose. Doh!

Thanks. 👍. This is anhinga - my alt text is incorrect.