This has been a tough month for funerals within the Department and personal. As I look back on the individuals that have passed, you start to think about how they made your life different. My neighbor just passed at the age of 91 which was awesome! She lived a very interesting and fulfilling life, but more importantly, she didn't care about what issues you may have, but what is it that I can do for you. There are times, you may not like what you hear, but that's the way she was. She always listened without prejudice. I've known her and her very loving family for the past 46 years and she actually gave me my first paying job working at the flea market.
I always took time to give her a helping hand or simply, an ear to discuss politics or her family. She always knew what was going on in the neighbor hood and if there was someone that she didn't recognize, I would get a phone call regarding this car or person. If she was alone at night, she would give us a call and it was either my wife or I that would go over to visit. By the way, those visits were your not your typical 10 to 15 minute visits, but an hour or so. She had lots to talk about. And that's okay.
I had the privilege to speak at her funeral and the opportunity to thank her family for sharing her with mine. This was difficult because she was a second mom to me and a Grandma to my kids. They always say that you meet family and friends at funerals or weddings, but it appears lately they have all been funerals. Not Good!
I've been in the same house since the early 60's and my neighbors surrounding me are all now in there 70's and 80's. They have known me since I was knee high. So I have become the care taker of the culta sack of my aging neighbors. There families come and go, but I'm always around to lend an ear or a hand. I feel I owe it to these old Vets that had served their country, but more than anything else, I think it's the right thing to do.
There are no words that can express how I feel as we get older, but I hope that I can fill a void when needed and that hopefully when it's our time, that someone is around to return the favor.
A final thought:
I would like to take this opportunity to thank Liz Pitts (Phil) for her loving care of my neighbor during her final days. Being a Hospice nurse (Pathways) is truly Gods work! You're a real Angel!! Muncho, Muncho Gracias!
God Bless and stay safe!