Carolyn Arcabascio
Pansy and George Kotolaris were mother and son. They were most often spotted at strangers’ funerals or on the bus in 1970s Seattle, and they were usually squabbling.
I learned this in a pricelessly sincere Facebook group I’m in called “You know you’re from Old School Q.A. Hill when…” Someone posted last spring, asking who remembered “George, an oldish son, and his elderly mother, Pansy. They would turn up at events, especially if there was food… They would stuff their pockets full… My guess is they would look in the paper for certain events or they just picked up the information. Sometimes Pansy would hit George over the head with her umbrella, and they’d have arguments.”
Holy shit. What?
