It’s been several years since I wrote my history. I guess it’s time for an update:
First of all, we lost Davie. He died several years ago while mowing the lawn. He was a force for good in all our lives and we still miss him.
Next my grandchildren have been busy having children. I now have more great grandchildren than grandchildren. Some that live close by and are a regular part of my life, others that are far away and seldom visited and, sadly, a couple that I’ve never met. I think everyone is through adding to the list now. In ten years or so, my “littles” will probably begin to add children of their own.
Next, Jim and I are trying to “retire” again. We’ve stopped taking new clients and are, gradually, divesting ourselves of the current ones.
Covid didn’t affect us much. We “battened down the hatches” for a year or so. Stayed home and let our younger members deliver our groceries. Did church online. I helped a couple of my great grandchildren do their schoolwork online as well. None of our family died or even went to the hospital. In fact, none of us even got a positive diagnosis until after we were all vaccinated and the worst of the pandemic was over.
I had a cancer scare that required surgery to remove a tumor in my intestines. It was clear afterwards, but I’ve been diagnosed with Lymphoma. It’s the slow growing kind and, so far, it hasn’t progressed. I am getting regular checkups for the first time in my life and we’ll see how long it stays dormant. The doctor says he’s watched some people for five years before they needed treatment.
Since Covid, our travels have been limited. This year, we went to South Dakota to visit my grandson, Brad, and his family. We did also take an excursion to Mammoth Cave, here in Kentucky.
Hopefully, we will be able to spend more time traveling next year. We are planning a trip to North Carolina in the spring and to Jim’s photojournalist reunion sometime in the summer or fall.
