Those gone on, Memories

Pic of the day;

Gone on before, Sherry's entire family except her, and below my family except me... 

                                                                     Dad & Mom

Katherine (Kat)

Shirley (Shirl)

                     Junior            (Jun)                        Odis  (Od)

There was a sister, Oveline,  and a baby boy they  did not live. long

 For today:

Sheila said her dad Grover's favorite Ice Cream was Butter Pecan and Black Walnut, Funny that, Black walnut is my second choice too, I’m also just a nut!

Sheila’s mom was the Blogger I called Jean of Opp. Not long after we were married, I remember Sherry saying someone she knew had moved to Opp, Alabama. I thought that is a strange name. I never KNEW I would meet and enjoy someone from there.

                ``````````````````` Me 'n Sherry with Jean and Grover

I cannot think of San Antonio without seeing Paula in my mind.

                                        ```````  Sherry & me with Paula  and John

They were both impressive people both these girls took care of their husbands before their deaths. NOT one complaint. They were both fun loving and serious girls.

Oh and oh yes, some of you remember Lucy of Nebraska. Lucy was a card.  You had to love her.  I wish I had known Joe, her hubby was retired USAF.  We would have had more in common. Lucy is now gone, she was different from the other two girls from Blog land, but still a loveable lady.

Sherry snapped this one of me 'n Lucy

I have been in a crying mode lately, not a norm for a STUD like me. LOL I am outliving all these wonderful people, and have no idea why?

Life takes lots of turns. Before Sherry married me her longest trips were to the beach once a year with family. About 204 miles or 328 Kilos, methinks. Since marrying me, she has not stopped. BUT methinks she is about ready to slow down.

My girl's mind is not slowing down. Her memory is still rock solid. She knows the birthdays and deaths of our families and others she has known.  I couldn’t tell you anyone’s BD except mine, my dad’s (because his was 3 days from mine) and hers, of course.  I do not know the years my parents of siblings passed, much less hers.

I like to say her memory is better because of her interests, but I KNOW I am declining and it hurts.  My sister used to call us and say, “You need to come home and take care of me, I am losing my memory.” I did not take her serious.

Now I am not yet as bad as she was, but I KNOW me, and something is happening to ME.  My girl and family pass it off in my presence, it is just old age.  Yeah RIGHT!!

I am still smart enough to know this is about 400 words. 412 as a matter of fact.

THAT was before I read this from NanaDiana, a verse from her poem:

I never dreamed when I was a child,

That the day would come to be,

That the old homestead would all be gone

And the only family left would be me.

Nite Shipslog

PS 

Numbers stick in my head methinks. 

I am Still THANKFU for all the visits, Love you guys. Of course each of you is special.