Vacuum is a description of my mind. When I went to the grocery store yesterday I forgot to bring my shopping list. However, when I returned home and perused the list I discovered I'd purchase 12 of the 13 items on the list. If I can do that why can't I remember to bring the list? Joanne and I used to joke about having only one oar it the water. Together we hoped that our oars were on the opposite sides of the boat. 😀
Sally died yesterday. She, and her husband Greg are (were) next door neighbors. They were among the first inmates I met when I moved in to the OFH. The culture here is that if there's an empty chair at a table in the dining room it's cool to ask permission to join. Sally & Greg were the only diners at a table for four. Gaining their permission I joined them. During the conversation Sally mentioned her retirement. That offered me the opportunity to ask, "From what did you retire?" She replied "I was a church secretary in an ELCA congregation." 😀 Imagine the conversation that ensued. (There are two more ELCA pastors on this wing, one of whom was a bishop.)
Greg, fascinated with my extended absences to South Dakota, teases that he's going to sublet my apartment. Sally suffered from COPD. All the while I knew her she was on oxygen. They moved here from Wisconsin to be near their two daughters. Their grandson is a server in the dining room. Now Greg joins a myriad of us in the land of grief.
Takk for alt,
Al
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