Those cars of my youth (50’s)
Sister Shirl's first car a new '59 Royal lancer by Dodge..
Today I am reminded of something I am saying more often, ‘that will be me someday.’
Seeing the death of people MUCH older than I (90’s) is acceptable in my mind, because it is NORMAL. But, BUT seeing childhood and teenage friends obits is a GIANT reminder. Today I looked over at Sherry’s computer to see Brenda Muse’s picture (a friend from our teens). Sherry checks the obits in two papers daily (I figure she is checking to see if I am there! (smile))
It seems Sherry gets a call or e-mail once or twice a month notifying her of a friend or classmate who has passed from this life. At that rate our circle of friends narrows. Funny that, as class reunions shrink I hear they start to combine them. Even lately the drop outs are being contacted and invited to reunions. It is good to know a ‘drop-out’ can live a longer life also. ;-)
I cannot decide if I want Sherry to run a picture of me young or one closer to the age I pass. I have a feeling she will run the one she wants to. HA!
Thinking of obits, Shirley was always on me to write my obituary. Explaining it is hard on the family to come up with a good one at the funeral home. I did write it and told her she was going to be surprised how famous I was when she reads it. We joked about it.
It is sad, because as my sister aged she changed her mind, and destroyed her obit. She left instructions: I have outlived most of my friends so, do not feel bad but follow my instructions. There is to be No notice in the paper, no obit, no service of any kind and do not tell anyone I have passed away. I followed MOST of her desires.
Boy, are they tall!