Photo of the day:
The first Uniform, same girl!The second uniform, Looking at baby JJ thru the window of our trailer in Mississippi
So for today:
Most around us know we are moving, slowly, but we are moving. WE are trading homes
with our Granddaughter Sherece. So today, she brought over some boxes of stuff
to leave in the basement.
She came up to check when Grandma wanted
her hair done. She is Sherry’s magical hairdresser,
she is a natural beautician, but since she is full-time in import/export
processing she only does hair on the side.
As we talked without any prompting or hinting
about uniforms she said, “Grandpa, you have a uniform over at my house that has
a note on it, ‘For my Burial’, do you want it over here or just leave it in the
closet at my house?”
Yep, just like that my mystery is solved
and I will be buried in my uniform and not be nekked.
WE owned that home for awhile so somehow
I left some stuff there for years now. But now I can rest easy, mystery is
solved…
Amazing how much of life comes at you
from left field. And it is so funny that things seem to work themselves out in
this life…….. at times.
Nite
Shipslog
PS:
AGAIN THANKS for
reading the Shipslog. It is nice to know
some folks will read this stuff. Smile
HE is good! And things will work out!
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