Rickie Blair > Quotes

“My aunt brushed wilted chrysanthemums from her face and spit out a spray of baby’s breath.”
― Rickie Blair, From Garden To Grave

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― Rickie Blair, Digging Up Trouble

“changed my life. Telemarketer, I thought, burying my head in the pillow with a groan. But in my family, a phone ringing in the middle of the night always signaled disaster. So I was genetically wired to jab that loudspeaker icon and croak, “Hello?” “There’s been an accident. Your aunt is missing.” “Who?”
― Rickie Blair, From Garden To Grave

“Ave was a rebus puzzle, a mental pictogram. Mitto tibi navem prora puppique carentem. In English: I send you a ship without a bow or a stern. The Latin word for ship, navem, becomes ave if you remove the first and last letters—the bow and the stern. Thus, I send you greetings.”
― Rickie Blair, From Garden To Grave

“Only a Protestant could stand next to a naked woman and be tempted by a piece of fruit.”
― Rickie Blair, Digging Up Trouble

“Huge boxes of detergent stood next to dozens of paint cans, several cases of Molson Canadian beer, and enormous plastic-wrapped bales of toilet paper that could have serviced a battalion. Clearly, my aunt was a Costco member.”
― Rickie Blair, From Garden To Grave

“I had not eaten grasshoppers since. They tasted like chicken, as I recalled, but with extremely tiny drumsticks.”
― Rickie Blair, A Branch Too Far