HB M.E.!

Here she is: Mini M.E., the very embodiment of angelic innocence and purity, on the 

day of her First Communion.  Who could have predicted that it would be all downhill from

this magic moment?  (Note unidentified but prescient classmate in background on right

already saying a rosary for her soon-to-be wayward friend, little Mary Ella.)

In time, she would take to chugging longnecks for breakfast while reading the sports page (below).

She would learn to curse like Tugboat Annie (Geez Louise!). And while still in the flower

of youth, she would come under the corrupting matrimonial spell of a much-older man,

 husband-to-be RJM; eventually, she would evolve into a hard-nosed, demanding AD and

coach and meticulous matriarch of a brood of three.

Such is life, and to that life, we raise our own longnecks and say:

All the Best on your Big Day Mary Ella (fallen woman that you are)!

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