Dearest Morton, when I’m gone I want you to go on and live your life to the fullest and meet someone new.
I want you to give her my jewellry, my wedding ring, and my Parisian dresses.”
“I can’t do that..” says Morton. His wife insists, “Oh, but you must! You must!”
He replies, “No, I really can’t – You’re a size 17 and she wears a size 10.”
