All Dressed Up and Nowhere to Go

When I was a teenager I remember a sign out front of a funereal home across from the Dairy Queen. The sign read; Today we lay to rest; Alfred P. Smith (Atheist) All Dressed Up and Nowhere to Go.Since ALS has robbed me of the ability to dress myself I leave everything to my wonderful wife. After a refreshing shower I remained in a trace as she dressed me for the day. It was a Florida perfect day and thought the time had come to do a little outdoor reading. After a while of sitting in the sun my wife brings out my last place Devil Rays ball cap. Dropping the book while turning the page I noticed I had on my boating shoes, fishing shorts, golf shirt and now the baseball cap. If you're familiar with ALS you should know that not one of these sports is possible for me anymore. I said outloud "isn't this just great, here I sit, All Dressed Up and Nowhere to Go"