Tuesday, April 28, 2020
When it is close, things become different...
Now for Wednesday..
Harold Woods, a good friend went to the majors to play ball.
Butch Harris, a nephew of Sherry’s, was picked to go to the majors.
Now another local boy, Tanner Muse out of Clemson is going to the Raiders. I do not know him, but a nurse came by to evaluate Sister Shirley once. I noticed her name tag said ‘Muse’. As she was leaving I asked if she knew Bill Muse (An old friend of mine now deceased). She smiled, “Yes, Bill was my father in law.” We talked more; her son’s name did not come up. I am not much on sports but have heard Sherry talk about Tanner doing great at Clemson.
When she left Sherry told me the nurse was Tanner’s mama.
I know old Bill and wife Brenda would be busting their buttons with pride if they were alive. When things are close, they make a difference in your attitudes. I normally wouldn’t give the NFL Draft 30 seconds. But I do ask about it because Bill and I were close. It is his grandson.
We are close to our kids and grands like normal ‘older’ folk. When I can I like to ‘repair’ ‘family’ household problems; leaks, shorts etc.
I forget situations and had planned to visit Josh, Megan and Rosey to check on a couple problems over there. Son Jackie reminded me of the Coronavirus situation; he made a statement I could relate to.
Jackie said, “Dad I deliver blood and other samples to be checked for the virus. I am in and out hospitals and labs every day. I won’t go near the grands right now. If I accidentally passed that virus to my kids or grands I would never forgive myself.” That was Jack Jr. as a dad.
When Jack said that I remembered his son Ben’s statement as a young father: A few years ago we were taking the family on a cruise. Ben in Utah, has a fear of flying, his daughter Elsie, was going to fly out. I was working train and bus schedules for Ben and it was tough. I got a call from Ben, “Grandpa, I am going to fly with Elsie. If something was to happen to her, I would not want to live anyway.” That statement of his love brought tears to my eyes.
Don’t you love real family ties?
So after all my plans to help, my mind again KNEW the Coronavirus was real; you don’t forget when it touches your family, losing a first cousin to the virus, it did become MORE REAL.
So I will wait until a safer time. ;-)