Her like shall not be seen again

Lee Anne Wilson, AKA “Frozen Fruity” (or for you old timers on BlogTV and Yahoo Live, “Nothing But Fun”) has passed away from the Big C and complications thereof.

As is usually the case, word of this reached me by indirect methods, and while I know intentions are good, I have a need to get to the bottom of things when I am told someone has passed on.

Sadly, I have spoken to a family member who confirms that Lee Anne had received an injury that was not healing as it should, which lead to the discovery of a cancer she did not know she had, and then a host of other complications set in and before you know it…

For those of you that knew her, you were aware that she was a woman of exceptionally rare beauty, on the inside (where it really counts) as well as the outside. She had an amazing singing voice that she really hated to be complimented on (boy howdy, did Dan and I visit her woodshed more than once over that subject, and yet, as befits the mysterious ways of the female of the species, there are youtube videos of her in various karaoke shows), she brooked little to no shit from anyone, and when she flipped you off (and I got flipped off more than anyone, I think), she had middle fingers that … well, they were long and not easily missed. She was the yin to Dan’s yang and made him an absurdly happy man while he was on this earth and I know she missed him terribly when he passed away 2 years ago. She leaves behind a pair of granddaughters that she loved dearly and a small, extremely eclectic group of internet friends that will miss her presence for years to come. I don’t think she loved us like her granddaughters, but she was genuinely fond of some of us and she tolerated me (from time to time, to a degree). I count myself as fortunate.

So never again will I intone the phrase “Ladies and gentle, please give a large (insert site name here) welcome to the one, the only… FROZEN FRUITY.” I’m gonna miss doing that. Slowly but surely, the OG of social broadcasting is departing the realm; with her passing the stage grows dimmer for us all.

HandsomeMork

Woe is me. Everyone hates me.

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