Here we are at the second day of 2008, The Year of All Good Things. Last evening Harry said that he had eaten enough black eyed peas to assure his good luck until the end of July. I noticed he helped himself to another helping (as a TV snack) while we were watching yet another bowl game. He should be covered for the whole year!
Today's blog will be a little different. I haven't mentioned my sister for several days. She has been moved to a rehab center following the stroke. Talking is difficult for her but she has so much of value to share - she still writes. I wish I had her talent for writing. Her work is beautiful. We talked for a few minutes last evening and she told me that she enjoys having my blogs printed and brought to her. This one's for you Sis.
As a little girl, it was a holiday when the "big girls" came to visit. Unfortunately it didn't happen often enough that we saw the two "big girls" (Beatrice and Jerush) who lived in California. The "big girl" (Lula Mae) who lived in Atlanta visited fairly regularly. The "big brother" (Edward) was a career military man so his visits were seldom but usually lasted for a few days.
Edward was at Pearl Harbor, injured, returned home to heal, and re-entered World War II to serve under Patton. He was injured again in Germany and spent a few weeks with us while he was healing. He was in the Korean Conflict, too. His whole life was about his career in the military. He was not sent to Viet Nam as his retirement of many, many years kept him in the states. After retirement he lived with his wife and daughter on the banks of a large lake. He restored antique motor cycles and he later flew ultra-lites. He had the life of a true adventurer. The only stories he told me about the war were the things that amused him - no horror stories from him even though I'm sure he lived them. Below is a picture of Edward. He's sitting in the window of housing at Pearl Harbor just a few days before the horrific war began in the Pacific.
Well, Beatrice, I've just about used up the time I can spend blogging this morning. I wish I could be there to visit today, but since I can't I just say, "Love ya, Kid. Bye for now."