Epilogue: Three years later
Richie stepped out into the fresh morning air. Walking across the cool crisp lawn he retrieved the mail. Flipping through the hefty pile he spotted a letter from his dear mother. Quickly opening it, he seated himself on the porch steps. He loved his mother quarterly letters. They always managed to keep him informed on all the recent happenings in Milwaukee, making him feel as though he never left in the first place.
Dear Richie:
How are you dear? Oh, and how are the kids and Lori Beth? I'm writing, as usual, to keep you updated on things back home. Well, where to start? So much has happened!
Lets see, to start, your cousin Roger is getting marry to Jenny Picaloo. It was a big surprise to all of us. We never taught that he was interested in her. But over the summer they began dating, followed by a short courtship through out the fall, their engagement in the spring, and now there wedding sometime during the end of summer. Oh, dear, do please come to the wedding! Although, there's a small bet going on that Jenny will end up convincing Roger to elope in Las Vegas. I guess we'll just have to wait see.
As for other great news, little Mickey is growing so fast. Soon he'll be a year old, I can hardly believe that it's been already a year. It seems as if just yesterday Joanie told us she was expecting. I thought it was wise of both Arthur and Joanie to wait a year after the miscarriage. A time for healing and further bonding between them was exactly what the doctor order!
Although, his birthday is just around the corner no plans have been made yet, but it will definitely be special. Oh, you should see him Richie! He's absolutely precious; his eyes are the most magnificent shade of blue. Uncle Joe calls him "Mickey Blue Eyes", everyone finds it hilarious, although I personally think it makes him sound like some mobster, but that's just my opinion.
Well, dear that's all for now. I hope you can come visit us this summer and call me as soon as you receive this letter. Take care of your family and give them all my love.
Your loving mother,
Marion Cunningham
Richie looked up from the letter. "Jenny and Roger, who would of thought?" he said out loud. Not to be mean, but Jenny had the habit of being extremely annoying, but then again Roger was the most patient guy ever. Perhaps he's the perfect person for her to spend the rest of her life with.
As for Joanie and Fonzie, he thought as he made his way back inside the house, he was extremely proud of them. After the miscarriage their had been a shaky time when things were really bad. Thankfully things slowly got better and before they knew it Joanie was pregnant again and things were shifting back into their normal place. This time around everyone was very careful with Joanie. She barely did anything through out her pregnancy thanks to Fonzie. He would literally carry her up and down the stairs, not wanting her to have another miscarriage.
Mickey was born almost a year ago, healthy and plump. Richie chuckle remembering the night that Joanie had gone into labor. Fonzie totally lost it going absolutely bongo! It was like something straight out of a sitcom - absolutely hilarious! Looking over at the framed picture on the piano of that night he felt another chuckle. Just seeing the picture of him and Fonzie in scrubs holding the infant always made him think of that and night, causing him to break out into a fit of giggle. Of course no one ever understands why, not even Lori Beth. Having never been able to get past the giggle he hadn't yet been able to tell anyone the happenings of that unforgettable night! But he bet that the black eye Fonzie had been sporting in the picture could be explanation enough.
Yes, life was definitely never boring when he was around his friends and family. Too bad, he wasn't in Milwaukee all the time. Not that his own life in California wasn't boring, far from it! But one can't help but miss the place they were born and raised in. It's just human nature.
Sighing Richie sat down on the sofa; perhaps he'll give Fonzie a call.
Oh, what a night. Late December back in '63. What a very special time for me, 'Cause I remember what a night.
Oh, what a night. You know, I didn't even know her name, But I was never gonna be the same. What a lady. What a night.
Oh, I. I got a funny feeling when she walked In the room and I, As I recall it ended much too soon.
Oh, what a night, Hypnotizing, mesmerizing me. She was everything I dreamed she'd be. Sweet surrender, what a night!
I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder Spinnin' my head around and taking my body under. Oh, what a night!
Oh, I. I got a funny feeling when she walked In the room and I, As I recall it ended much too soon.
Oh, what a night. Why'd it take so long to see the light? Seemed so wrong, but now it seems so right. What a lady, what a night!
I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder Spinnin' my head around and taking my body under. Oh, what a night!
THE END
Richie stepped out into the fresh morning air. Walking across the cool crisp lawn he retrieved the mail. Flipping through the hefty pile he spotted a letter from his dear mother. Quickly opening it, he seated himself on the porch steps. He loved his mother quarterly letters. They always managed to keep him informed on all the recent happenings in Milwaukee, making him feel as though he never left in the first place.
Dear Richie:
How are you dear? Oh, and how are the kids and Lori Beth? I'm writing, as usual, to keep you updated on things back home. Well, where to start? So much has happened!
Lets see, to start, your cousin Roger is getting marry to Jenny Picaloo. It was a big surprise to all of us. We never taught that he was interested in her. But over the summer they began dating, followed by a short courtship through out the fall, their engagement in the spring, and now there wedding sometime during the end of summer. Oh, dear, do please come to the wedding! Although, there's a small bet going on that Jenny will end up convincing Roger to elope in Las Vegas. I guess we'll just have to wait see.
As for other great news, little Mickey is growing so fast. Soon he'll be a year old, I can hardly believe that it's been already a year. It seems as if just yesterday Joanie told us she was expecting. I thought it was wise of both Arthur and Joanie to wait a year after the miscarriage. A time for healing and further bonding between them was exactly what the doctor order!
Although, his birthday is just around the corner no plans have been made yet, but it will definitely be special. Oh, you should see him Richie! He's absolutely precious; his eyes are the most magnificent shade of blue. Uncle Joe calls him "Mickey Blue Eyes", everyone finds it hilarious, although I personally think it makes him sound like some mobster, but that's just my opinion.
Well, dear that's all for now. I hope you can come visit us this summer and call me as soon as you receive this letter. Take care of your family and give them all my love.
Your loving mother,
Marion Cunningham
Richie looked up from the letter. "Jenny and Roger, who would of thought?" he said out loud. Not to be mean, but Jenny had the habit of being extremely annoying, but then again Roger was the most patient guy ever. Perhaps he's the perfect person for her to spend the rest of her life with.
As for Joanie and Fonzie, he thought as he made his way back inside the house, he was extremely proud of them. After the miscarriage their had been a shaky time when things were really bad. Thankfully things slowly got better and before they knew it Joanie was pregnant again and things were shifting back into their normal place. This time around everyone was very careful with Joanie. She barely did anything through out her pregnancy thanks to Fonzie. He would literally carry her up and down the stairs, not wanting her to have another miscarriage.
Mickey was born almost a year ago, healthy and plump. Richie chuckle remembering the night that Joanie had gone into labor. Fonzie totally lost it going absolutely bongo! It was like something straight out of a sitcom - absolutely hilarious! Looking over at the framed picture on the piano of that night he felt another chuckle. Just seeing the picture of him and Fonzie in scrubs holding the infant always made him think of that and night, causing him to break out into a fit of giggle. Of course no one ever understands why, not even Lori Beth. Having never been able to get past the giggle he hadn't yet been able to tell anyone the happenings of that unforgettable night! But he bet that the black eye Fonzie had been sporting in the picture could be explanation enough.
Yes, life was definitely never boring when he was around his friends and family. Too bad, he wasn't in Milwaukee all the time. Not that his own life in California wasn't boring, far from it! But one can't help but miss the place they were born and raised in. It's just human nature.
Sighing Richie sat down on the sofa; perhaps he'll give Fonzie a call.
Oh, what a night. Late December back in '63. What a very special time for me, 'Cause I remember what a night.
Oh, what a night. You know, I didn't even know her name, But I was never gonna be the same. What a lady. What a night.
Oh, I. I got a funny feeling when she walked In the room and I, As I recall it ended much too soon.
Oh, what a night, Hypnotizing, mesmerizing me. She was everything I dreamed she'd be. Sweet surrender, what a night!
I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder Spinnin' my head around and taking my body under. Oh, what a night!
Oh, I. I got a funny feeling when she walked In the room and I, As I recall it ended much too soon.
Oh, what a night. Why'd it take so long to see the light? Seemed so wrong, but now it seems so right. What a lady, what a night!
I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder Spinnin' my head around and taking my body under. Oh, what a night!
THE END
