Falling Over With Laughter

Jud reminded me tonight of a favorite memory with you. When we had traveled to D.C. together and we were in the train station to leave, I fell backward on the escalator and I was caught from behind (I think literally on my behind!). You knew that I thought my husband had caught me and you loudly told me while trying to hold back laughter, "Jeanette, that's not your husband!" I immediately tried to regain my balance while precariously leaning against my suitcase and escalator railings and laughing and it was like an episode of "I Love Lucy." We laughed so hard about that. I still can't think about it without smiling. It was so great each time we would get the giggles together.