Gnite LL!
Got out at about 9:30.
Oogie had to go to workâŚshe pretty much sold out and needs to restock. So far weâve got proceeds and donations equaling $720.
Oogie is done and here at mom and dadâs. Weâll be going soonâŚgotta get to bed.
Wow.
The auditorium holds 1000. Only a few empty seats. And some left before that.
You knowâŚthey played this on ER. It was the favorite song of the son of Dr. Anspagh. He was dying of cancer. When he died, everyone was standing around singing it. And I was wondering whyâŚthe song title is Good Riddance and the parenthetic title is (Time of Your Life).
LMAO
the possums are being good.
those damn raccoons howeverâŚ
I never saw this one before!! I much like it.
did you get to say what you wanted to say?
great pics!!!
that is a great song!!!
I have never thought about songs for ya know, my not being here anymore party.
I feel like this though⌠when my loved ones are taken away from me.
saturday is here greens.
This one came to me as I was trying to sleep last night.
âMay my love travel with you everywhere, may my love travel with you always.â
Wishing my friends a Peaceful Saturday.
Somewhere Over The Rainbow was played at Oogieâs cousinâs funeral. She has a hard time with this version sometimes.
I did with my buddy Neal on top of a PA mountain where his family has a lot of property. At the time there was only a one room cabin. No lights. It was great.
I got thru it fine and there was no way I was going to pass it to Jim to finish reading. But looked at Jenn and almost didnât. She and Riley already spoke. I think it finally hit her it was real.
And RileyâŚvery impressive 16 year old. Heâs on the debate team, so he speaks well. We hear too much about Millenials and then you see someone like him and there is hope.
Steve
How do you pare down 53 years of memories? You canât. I have a few , quite a few.
Iâll miss my concert buddy. We were just in Cleveland a few weeks ago in the freezing rain.
We would travel to DC to see shows that didnât make it here. And heâd complain about my snoring that nightâŚbut not the time we drove all night immediately following the show because he had to be back at the school the next day.
Iâll miss my helper on âPierce ProjectsââŚyou knowâŚthe ones weâd start on and make 3 trips to Home Depot and then never quite finish.
Iâll miss him sitting at the gaming table. All those late night D&D sessions. Or Rail Baron. Or Carcassonne. Or Settlers of Catan.
The memory of the Mad Hatterâs Tea Cup ride at Disney World when I got it spinning so fast he couldnât get up when he slipped down in the seat.
The many road trip vacations weâd take. Dad made a bench and covered the back seat with cushions so we could lay down and play games.
Or the trips to Carlisle to see the Panhards and Minis.
His sailor hat blowing across the Astrodome parking lot never to be seen again.
Nope. I did not intentionally throw that horseshoe at himâŚhe walked into itâs path. I get the last word this time.
But one of our fondest memories, that we talked about occasionally, was when he was laid up in bed, with a cast on his leg, and we batted a balloon around and watched Young Frankenstein. It was fun, Just the 2 of us.
Iâll have to hold on to those memoriesâŚWe wonât be able to make more.
But hopefully I can make a few with Maddie, and Riley, And Jenn.
Miss you Steve
You know what? I never heard music last night. I know Jenn had a playlist. Hmmmm
I donât think I could ever speak at a funeral/memorial. I just donât think I could do it.
beautiful