By Frieda Marie Crump
Greetin’s from the Ridge.
Aunt Eleanor was big into the Wrath of God theory. Every whipstitch she’d label something or another as the Wrath of God.
The first wrath I can remember was the hula-hoop. When Eleanor first witnessed the gyrating hula hips on her sidewalk she firmly pronounced that the plastic hoops were the Wrath of God and would most surely lead to uninhibited sex