Time does not stop, 2nd, 3rd (etc) chances in life, but no UNDOs’

 Memorable Automobiles from The Past:

1973 Citeroen

Saturday’s stuff:

Sherry & I are small town people.  She from one small town; me from several. I have very little interest in obituaries other than family because I never lived in a town long enough for roots. Sherry on the other hand reads obits in depth. More often than not she will say, ‘This person lived on the Climax (the Climax being one of the mill villages in Belmont). Sherry was born on the Climax.

Or, ‘Hey this was xxx’s nephew. He was Jack Jr’s age. (xxx could be any of many kin in Belmont).

As we reach the 60’s mark in age you hear of people passing and think they are ‘Not as old as us.’  Now sadly the ages are at or less than our own son’s ages.

Truthfully, not knowing most of these people it doesn’t mean much to me UNTIL I start to think:

1.       I am alive and over 80 yrs old.

2.       There hasn’t been an obit in MY immediately family. (one exception the death of a Grandson-in-law to be, who died much before his time)

3.       I think of some of you reading that have lost someone VERY close.

4.       I think, HOW BLESSED I am to be sitting here with only a few minor aches and pains.

5.       I think of Rose, Jimmy, Gary, Bonnie, Fred, Eddie, Ken, Jimmy (2) and most recent Rick. Some kin, some bloggers, some commenters but only one older than I.

Where am I going with this? I am not sure. BUT I am grateful,

 First: Mom and dad fed me well and taught me right from wrong (I did not always listen but I knew).

 Second: My forever Sweetheart, Sherry. She took over after my parents and continued to raise me right. You know that is a joke among men; but in reality it is true. Sherry is one STRAIGHT SHOOTER (too straight at times, LOL).

Together we have worked to be healthy and successful. Our diets changed, we eat healthy. We are a good cross between the Solid (Sherry) and gambler (me). I credit her with our success in business.’

She started it on one of our daily walks when we lived in Paw Creek, “Could you build us a home and get us out of debt?”

The gambler she married said, “SURE!”

This wasn’t an UNDO of life, but another chance to reach a goal I had dreamed of each time I changed occupations; which was to become independent.

(At the time we owed less than $20k on a small 3BR home with $206 payments a month (LOL).

Time doesn’t stop, it continues to move forward….

Next: The home that made the construction company.

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PS From my friend Buddy!