Morbid Mom Strikes Again
Long (suffering) readers of this blog know I like to educate my children on the most morbid topics I can summon. It delights me to be the one person who has commited to their pop culture education of death and tragedy. So, thrilled was I to read this account of what happened at Chappaquiddick. Since the incident occurred several months before my birth, my piecing together of the details has been fuzzy. My parents were the primary source for this story prior to this blog post, so now I’m jazzed that I can now tell the story to my kids in a more comprehensive way.
First, I’ll probably have to tell them who Ted Kennedy is, though. Sigh.
