And the photo read, "To Louise, thanks for everything, you love forever, A. Hitler, 7/12/1983" 

Grandmother woke up, around 1983, she said with a smile, “I think I am falling in love with Adolf Hitler, could you build me a time machine so I could see if maybe something could happen there?”

I tried to explain, that it might be impossibility, but maybe Uncle Cee knew something that could be done.

He said, “Please leave me alone, I want to escape this place, this insanity, go walking through the trees, to watch the cactuses grow to great heights way up high!”

We had to put both of them into a ‘Home’ that was discounted prices to the point of free.

It seemed like the right thing to do.

"The man said, 'Why do you think you here? I just think you're just depressed...' and then began singing Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds...."

Grandmother passed away thirty years later, grasping the vial of ‘Pure Sweet Magic Cocaine’ but was in fact, ‘Drano’.

“Damn that Juan and his discount prices!”

Uncle Cee is still kicking. 

“I can see the cactuses grow! Watch!”

There are no cactuses in Uncle Cee’s room but we pretend that yes, indeed, we can see them grow.

“Where did Mom leave that vial of ‘Pure Sweet Magic Cocaine?” Uncle Cee asks. 

We give him some cherry Jell-O instead, easier to get out of his nose when he tries to snort it.

Taken from Grandmother's diary, September 12th, 1939 ---- Really! Would I lie to you?

 Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies.
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers, That grow so incredibly high.

When the night, has come, and the land is dark, and the moon is the only, light we'll see.

No I won't, be afraid, no I, won't be afraid,just as long, as you stand,
stand by me.

I won't cry, I won't cry,  no I, won't shed a tear, just as long, as you stand, stand by me.

Oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long Just tryin' to find my way back home But the old me's dead and gone.

He stood there and asked me why, But all I could do was cry I'm sorry I hurt you!

I felt so helpless, what could I do? Remembering all the things we'd been through.

Making love out of nothing at all!

I know just how to cry...and I know just how to lie, just fake it, to scheme,

Making love out of nothing at all!

Good night and goodbye my true love,

Yours forever,

Louise