My mother used to tell me stories. I guess all mothers do, but Evelyn’s stories usually made me feel … bad. Stories about her are a lot better.
Fortunately, stories about Evelyn abound, and since I no longer live in them, I do enjoy telling them. One of the ways I used to explain my childhood was to say, “I was raised in a Jewish joke.” Sadly, all the Evelyn stories here are true. Many (certainly not all) Evelyn stories are funny, but there’s humor there, somewhere…
The following are stories about her and a few stories she told: Evelyn: my mother, my favorite fictional character.