This is one strange thing, I can only find one picture of Marty Kerns, here he is beside my 1955 Chevy. I bought this car in Key West for $50.
So, for today:
WE want to think when things are going well
with family and friends, that life will always be this way. The closest of
friends will ALWAYS be there for you. A small shadow now sits in my mind. Son Jack just came by the RV to let us know
that his longtime friend, Marty, passed early in the AM.
Timing is good at times in life. Jack Jr. decided last week to drive to West
VA to see Marty. They had a good visit, little did he know that would be the
last time he would see Marty alive, you know, there is always another visit.
The boys met in Key West, both in High School. I
was active duty USN and so was Marty’s dad. WE never met Marty’s family, but
the boys hit it off.
In the
USN cruises are normal. Some a few days some months. Marty’s dad’s squadron had
just returned home from a long cruise, there was joy in those family homes!. WE
all lived on a little island called Sigsbee. The little island joined Key West
proper by a small causeway and road.
Early the next morning WE will never forget,
there was a banging on our door, it was Marty. He was crying.
“Daddy just died! My daddy just DIED!” This was
a shock all the way around. His dad was due to retire soon; they were all
moving back home, West Virginia. BUT a heart attack changed a lot of plans.
IT has been over 50 years; the boys kept in
touch. Later Marty’s mom passed. For better work with an airline Marty transferred
to Charlotte where we lived. We sort of,
became substitute parents. Marty’s
health failed he has been in and out of hospitals for a few years now. He
moved back to WVA, the boys kept in
touch.
Many of us know what it is like to lose a BEST
friend. Tough to say the least.
PS:
I
sure appreciate you taking the time to visit the Shipslog. Love sent from our back yard. Enjoy those you love!
1 comment:
How thankful I am Jack Kr. visited his friend. It is HARD to lose friends. And the older we get - the more we lose.
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