As I have grown older I have come to terms with the fact that people die, and that there are a whole bunch of people out there that will live their lives with me never knowing them, and them never knowing me. Still, every once in a while someone I don't know dies, and when I hear about it, it makes me a little sad to know that person is gone.
I grew up watching "The Jeffersons" and thought it was an average show, but I loved watching Louise kick George's tail (mostly verbally) almost every episode. Maybe I have a thing for strong women in sitcoms. I don't know. Maybe I'm just a little bit strange.
Or maybe it's the name. To my knowledge I can only think of three people that I have ever heard with the name "Isabel." One is a family friend who is the type of person that I remember always treating me like an adult when I was a child, very genuine and kind. Another was one of my second grade teachers who was about as even-keeled an educator as I have ever encountered. And the third was the woman who played "Weezie."
Movin' on up, indeed.