Slapinions

I just spent an hour with a wonderful 94 year old tax client (DOB November 15th, 1927). She not only drove here on her own, she told me she was going grocery shopping AND stopping at Walmart after the appointment. She did complain about the parking here tho - *because she doesn't use a handicapped plate, and doesn't want one*. She looked, spoke, and sounded an awful lot like my late Great Aunt Mabel.