…AND, ANOTHER LITTLE RANDOM ACT OF KINDNESS (Act 53)

“WilllmAAAA!!”  That ear-piercing shout you just heard was Fred Flinstone calling out for his wife Wilma.  He’s yelling for her to get out of the rain!  “Oh, Fred.”  That’s Wilma’s typical response whenever he yells at her like that.

Wilma Anna Flinstone is quite the stylish one, wearing a string of pearls (rocks?), fashionable dress, and that gorgeous red hair up combed up in a bun.  Red lipstick completes the look. 

The daughter of Pearl Slaghoople, Wilma is the mother of Pebbles Flinstone and the grandmother to Roxy and Chip Rubble.  Her best friends are next door neighbors, Betty and Barney Rubble.

Wilma and Betty go back a long way.  As young adults, they worked as cigarette girls/ waitresses at a resort.  That is where they met and fell in love with their future husbands, Fred and Barney, who were employed as bellhops.

Fred proposed to Wilma, and they tied the knot in Rock Vegas.  He sure married up, because his wife is the serious, strong-willed, level-headed one in the marriage.  When Fred gets himself into trouble with his ill-fated schemes, Wilma always comes to his rescue and bails him out.

When they got hitched, Wilma became a housewife and developed some awesome cooking and baking skills.  One of her specialties is Gravelberry Pie—the recipe for which she eventually sold to the Safestone supermarket chain. 

In addition to baking and cooking, Wilma’s other homemaking duties include keeping house with such prehistoric aids as a baby elephant vacuum cleaner and pelican washing machine. 

Outside of the home, Wilma enjoys shopping and volunteering for various charitable and women’s organizations in Bedrock. 

When Pebbles was a teenager, Wilma and her best friend Betty both got hired as reporters by one of Bedrock’s newspapers (make that, news-slabs), the Daily Granite.  Their boss was Lou Granite.

After Pebbles grew up and left home, Wilma and Betty became entrepreneurs and started a successful catering business, “Bone-Appetite”.  I’m sure it was a relief to get out of the house and away from all of Fred’s yelling!

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