Make a chair

submitted by Beth

Zazy used to sit in his living room in a chair in the corner watching TV. He would cross his legs at the ankles, gnawing on an unlit cigar stub (Grandma Cele never did let him smoke them) with his knees apart. Many a day was spent for hours perched in that special place watching TV with him, especially when he would trap you there by locking his legs over yours. I never could get out of that stranglehold. He would just sit there and laugh as we flailed away...