BUZ LIVINGSTON: Mary en memoriam and the Medicare maze

Published: Sunday, October 28, 2012 at 03:39 PM.

Last month my aunt Mary died unexpectedly. She closed all emails with “Geaux Tigers” so I assumed missing her funeral for the UGA/Mizzou game would be an excused absence.

Nonetheless, we made the trek to Baton Rouge for her sons and Uncle Bob; there aren’t too many folks who went ashore on the first day at Iwo Jima. 

Mary did her job so well at the LSU Agricultural Center she worked as long as she liked. She came on board in the early 70s when there was a dearth of “boss ladies.” The awards she won over her career bear testimony to her diligence. Rick Perry, then Texas Secretary of Agriculture, tried to change LSU Ag Center’s pesticide certification protocol.

Texas may be big and bold but Rick Perry bit off more than he could chew with a futile attempt to tell Aunt Mary how to run her department. 

When she and Uncle Bob would visit over the summer, in addition to a pair of wimpy brothers, I had two city boy cousins for amusement. One was deathly afraid of the wolf. More importantly, I learned some essential lessons of life.

Decatur County, Georgia, at the time suffered under the oppressive yolk of Prohibition. My Louisiana kinfolk showed up with bottles of whiskey unlike anything I had laid eyes on; they had handles.  It was like being in love for the first time.

Another time, likely in conjunction with the 1972 election season, Mama told me her sister Mary voted Democratic just to antagonize her. Mama died in January of 1973 so I’m sure she and Mary are discussing politics over drinks. Things have changed so much they probably have more in common now. 

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