my Grandmother passed away this afternoon.

her favorite phrase, by far, would be delivered any time we were just sitting around, not actually doing anything. she’d pound a fist on the table, inhale, take on a firm expression and say: “well… this and better <em>might</em> do… but this and worse will <em>never</em> do.” and we would all be expected to get up and actually do something productive rather than idle away.

Dorothy Pearson, 1919-2003, RIP.