It was him, and he had fell and cut his toe. Not good, because he had a hundred medical ‘issues’. Mary Ann asked the emergency escort to stop by and ask us to come up. To keep it short we went up for a few minutes. Enoch did not look good. But as usual he indicated death was not that bad and he would sort of welcome it. But until then he was gonna sit on the porch and enjoy what was left of life.
Things got worse and they flew Enoch out of the mountains to Charlotte where he left Mary Ann and his soul took its flight. The funeral was today. So there does come an end, as we all know. Shirl’s return e-mail after I notified her, was a few words, including, “I know what she is going through,” AND She does.
So do some of you who are reading. Thank God, so far we do not. Losing parents and brothers and sister is bad enough. So last night I held Sherry a little more, and she held me.
God, be with Mary Ann as she faces life and She will, She is one tough cookie.
Take care, don’t fear the end, but don’t live worrying about it either. If you are a believing person, ‘tis good. If not? Just my opinion, but it is worth thinking about. I trust my mama and dad they were believers.
Anyway I know how I feel, and I don’t argue with a soul. We all walk this road of life; I have a hope of where it leads.
PS: The late Will Rogers said:
There are 2 theories to arguing with a woman...
Never miss a good chance to shut up.