Signs and Trials of the Road

Those cars of my youth (50’s)

 The '53 MG
Now today:
We have been hearing from Jack Jr. as he travels across country to see his son Ben and his granddaughter Elsie Mae in Utah.
He was so shocked at the devastation of the floods in Iowa/Nebraska. Talking of lakes where fields had been etc.  Seeing it firsthand has pointed out much more pointedly the reality of what nature can do. He lived thru Hugo in a trailer and knew the effects of a hurricane, but the floods are so long lasting in effects and cover so much area.
But there was lighter moments, He sent this e-mail:
“Hey dad, they named a road after us out here in Wyoming!”

We take life as it comes. Everyone has their own unique problems.  Humans bounce back.  It is our nature.
In every trip there is a chance to smile. In South Carolina I always smile at the sign “Coosewhatchee Creek” and the signs announcing “Truth or Consequences” in New Mexico.
Jack is planning a trip to the Grand Canyon with the kids and I hope they have a great time.


Are there signs and places that make you smile?

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Conversations with the dead

Those cars of my youth (50’s)

Now today:
I just returned from the kitchen where I had a conversation with Shirley my departed sister. It was a year ago and in the course of life that is recent. I must be honest, it was a one-sided conversation.

Do you ever talk to the dead?

Of course so far I have gotten no answer, but I keep talking.  It may be just for personal satisfaction. I have apologized, praised and thanked them. Even been angry because they left me at the wrong time.

Some I have had just a simple one way conversation with to tell them how I appreciated them and their love.

In all honesty I hope they know I think of them, but I am not sure if it is more for me. I am smiling because the only grave I have visited to speak to someone was Sherry’s mother. Susie was a special lady who died in my arms as I was trying CPR, to no avail. That day is real to me. Sherry reminds me that her mom had cooked a good breakfast. Then cut Wiley, her husband and Mark (our son)’s hair that day. We were all visiting in Sister Lennie’s home when Susie held her hand over her heart and collapsed.

 (Susie with Jack jr, holding his new brother Mark. Susie was with Sherry for both births.JJ in Mississippi and Mark in Missouri)

As a contractor I drove around a lot, and many days just stopped by Susie’s grave to talk.  I mentioned that to Sherry once and she smiled saying she did the same.

We shared many of the same thoughts of her mother.

I think it must be normal, or I ain’t normal anyway !
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I love Saltine Crackers crumbled in milk

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Early interesting Cars:

 1938 Jaguar (Charlotte car show)
But for today:
But not as much as cornbread and milk. HOWEVER, when cornbread is not available like tonight, as I write this for tomorrow, I have crackers and milk with a little slice of cheddar cheese.
Even with a small headache left, it is comfort food for me. I am planning as you read this, that Jack ain’t gonna have a headache!
I have things to do that I will write about later. Nothing earth shaking, just life as it happens and we react as we must.
Thanks for stopping by. I appreciate it more than I can say.

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