Like me, my mother could not tell a joke. But she could tease and tell wonderful stories! My mom, aunts and uncles alternated weekends taking care of their infirm mother every weekend. When it was Mom’s turn, we would travel from Dayton to Lima and she would make up the most wonderful stories to keep us entertained (no electronic games!). We kids were often the main characters in her stories but she would slightly change our names to Fichael, Farsha, Fanice and Fanny (like that fooled us!), Miss her terribly!