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.