Hi everyone. Yes, it feels like I've been to the Twilight Zone and completely out of touch with my own life. I have just started to touch the real ground after performing the duties of being the executor to my pack rat Uncle Rod who lived 6.5 hours away. He was 96! He died in his bed with his faithful wee dog not budging from his side until the cops came in 1.5 days after Rod was noticed by a neighbour by his absence. He was driving and doing chores around his small town even on his last day. People there were taken by surprise as were we.
He never downsized in his life...just ran outta steam I guess. Great way to run your life....no stress, no worries.
So I am not ignoring our forum...well I guess I sure was, but I am slowly getting my life back. Luckily, Rod waited till I had all the bikes pretty well stored for the winter and the huge batch of leaves cleared up and gardens put to bed for the winter. Rod was a pack rat and not a housekeeper to say the least. Place was a mess but hiding in there was many a gem. He was a WWII navy photographer and as such had great photos... of U-boat capt. surrendering; Churchill, Monty, Hollywood Victory Bond stars. He was a prospector too. He never ever threw much out and we are glad he kept these things. It is the plastic bags, paper bags, margarine tubs, all bill receipts, magazines etc in a jumble that was a challenge and probably not very safe with all the mouse droppings around. Anyhoo...I am alive and well and will get back on track soon.
I am hoping Monte's son got home and is enjoying being close to his family again!!