Well  I have no Idea where my Mallards have gone…there were only like two on the pond today….but

18 Canadian Geese…They ARE majestic…they don’t waddle but stride….it is ironic but they arrive when we have this influx of Canadian residents down here…

it happens at the same time…in the late Fall when it is cool they arrive  and then by Easter when it heats  up they ARE gone…..

(and my Mallards come back)

My next door neighbors are from Calgary and just arrived (well he did) a week ago…his wife is with her mom who is 92 and in hospice…so will join him after her demise….death….

My immediate family has been emailing back and forth…..about I gather death…I haven’t watched the video or really read the comments…only because 2017 was enough Death for me….

and then my dear friend Michelle came down last weekend  and told me that Davey – who had just retired from the City after something like 35 years …and was soo looking forward to his pension and retirement was told he had terminal prostate cancer as it had spread beyond the shell ( Davey was one of those men who did not have a physical exam every year….)

….he is  just one of these most wonderful men …with a BIG smile and jokes that crack you up…

he was there when I started my first day at City Hall….welcoming me by telling me jokes about Barry whom I was working with….who later was fired for stealing supposedly money……as Curtis use to say if he needed change …I just go to the Bank of Barry….

Anyway Michelle told me that Davey had prostate cancer….which had extended beyond the “shell”….and could not be helped by having it removed…which is what my Uncle Sumner had….he was told he had 5 years to live even tho they tried something..not radiation…something he said was “seed planting”….

And you know he died almost exactly 5 years later….he always said his Doctor who was Asian just did not have long enough fingers to discover his prostate’s  problem..

BUT he DID die Happy….as he invited his Minnesota friends to fly in for lunch….before he checked out….Mom’s friend Ginny Binger whose family started Minnesota Mining lent Mom their private plane…(yes I know Talk about entitled…)…and 8 of Sumner’s old friends flew out from St Paul  for lunch…..which Sumner had catered…..

But before they arrived he had a Huge Black Wreath put over his bed…and had a makeup artist come in to make him look like he was dead…(I came over early  from the shop I owned and was TOTALLY shocked as he DID look dead)

He wanted to see what they said when they walked into his bedroom….thinking  they had come too late…..as he lay below that Black Wreath looking Quite Dead…..

It was a Quite remarkable performance….as he lay Very still…until they were all in the room and respectfully silent…not knowing What to say….Until like Lazarus he raised himself up with his wonderful smile and said…

SURPRISE!!!!….now I need another Bourbon and Ginger…someone wheel me out to the patio…..

Consequently I do NOT fear death or want it…but  when the Time is Up it is Just up…..

Speaking of death…I think of my tires…HOW long a Life are they supposed to have….as I was told today when I went into the Subaru for an oil change…fluids checked…that the tread on my tires indicated that they needed to be replaced…

Well the car is a 2015 Subaru (26,000 miles)…and to me the tread Looks Fabulous…I mean in my much earlier days

….when There WERE fabulous Gas Station Attendants like Robert and Richard….who would …after you ran over that black tube that rang …they would fly out  from the garage in their wonderful uniforms….pump your gas…check under the hood… check your tires if need be….(for free)…..and they would point out if your tread looked bad….

This Overly nice guy at Subaru… (JUST give me  an Honest Old Midwesterner with no saccharine)

told me it would be for what he considered the best tires…$125.00 a tire plus 100 smackers for mount and balance and another 119 smackers for alignment…plus 18 smackers for disposal of the old ones…

I mean Come On…there is Still Life in them old treads….don’t throw the dear old things to the boneyard…am quite fond of them tho one leaks…. which he said they could not discover…..so what I will just inflate it once a month….guess it is hungrier than the other 3

In my Early days one looked at the tread and when they approached baldness…you realized it was time to replace them….(gosh I am going bald)….

I mean back in my day it was like animals…dogs…cats…if they got ill you realized they would either get better or just die….unlike today when people have Outrageous Dog/Cat bills…and some even go to psychiatrists ..(the animals as well as their owners)….

But then again I grew up in a period when there were Very few dogs on our street …so the financial incentive to create a business  for these dear animals did Not exist….

Seems most of our dogs lived to a ripe old age….happily running through the woods in Northern Wisconsin…but back in DC our Basset Hound “Happy” was hit outside our house …Dad had him put down….

 

As Uncle Sumner felt …. when your tread is up…… it IS just  Up……………..

 

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