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The New Power Pole-Part 4

19 Apr

A Slice of Life

Bill Lites

Since I already had internet cables running from outside the house into my attic and to my computer, it was only a matter of snaking the new high-speed fiber optic cable across the attic and down thru the existing holes in the wall, alongside those existing cables.  When the technician went into the attic to route the new cable, he happened to kneel on a piece of plywood I had nailed between two trusses.  The plywood split under his weight and his knee went down through the drywall ceiling of our garage/studio.  OPS! Was anyone hurt?  No, thank goodness, but he was so embarrassed and didn’t know what to say.

Photo Credit: Bill Lites

He apologized profusely and said that in all his years on the job this was the first time anything like this had happened to him.  I told him not to worry about it as the same thing had happened to me when I was younger and working for an electrical contractor, except in my case, my leg had ended up going thru a lady’s kitchen ceiling.  He told me he would immediately send in a damage claim to his company to get the hole in the ceiling repaired.  He finished the installation of connecting us to the new high-speed fiber optic system with no other problems.  He told me someone from the company claims office would be contacting us about the repair of the damage soon.

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It took me about two weeks to finally get in touch with the claims department, after I received my first email from them telling me they had set up a claim number for me and to contact them with more information.  When I finally reached the claims office, the agent said one of the things they needed was some photos of the damaged area.  I told her that the technician had taken photos of the damaged area and that he had assured me he would forward them to their claims office.  She said they hadn’t received any photos and asked me if I had taken any.  I said I had, and I tried to email them to her, but they wouldn’t go thru to the email address she gave me.  Next, she said they also needed an estimate for repairs to the damaged area.  I said I would get an estimate and forward it to their claims office. 

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It has now been three weeks since my last contact with the claims center.  I re-sent my photos of the damage to the contact person.  I had a damage estimate made and emailed it to the contact person.  I have tried several times each week to reach them to verify they received the requested information with no avail.  I have phoned only to be put on “hold” for up to five minutes, and then a computer voice tells me there is no one available to help me.  I have left messages with the contact person with no response.  I have sent emails to the contact person with no response.  I have tried the phone calls at different times of the day to try to catch the contact person to no avail.

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—–To Be Continued—–

Bill is a retired Mechanical engineer living with his wonderful artist/writer wife, DiVoran, of 65 years in Titusville, Florida. He was born and raised in the Southwest, did a tour of duty with the U.S. Navy, attended Northrop University in Southern California and ended up working on America’s Manned Space Program for 35 years. He currently is retired and spends most of his time building and flying R/C model airplanes, traveling, writing blogs about his travels for Word Press and supporting his wife’s hobbies with framing, editing and marketing.  He also volunteers with a local church Car Care Ministry and as a tour guide at the Valiant Air Command Warbird Museum there in Titusville.  Bill has two wonderful children, two outstanding grandchildren, and a loving sister and her husband, all of whom also live in Central Florida, so he and DiVoran are rewarded by having family close to spend lots of quality time with.

One of Bill’s favorite Scriptures is:  John 10:10

High-Speed Fiber Optic:Installation Part 3

12 Apr

A Slice of Life

Bill Lites

Now the operator very slowly and carefully lowered the pole into the hole as the other three workers helped guide it perfectly into position.  I couldn’t believe that small Altec machine could lift and position that heavy pole as easily as it did.  There didn’t seem to be anything the operator couldn’t do with that mobile Altec machine.

Photo Credit: Bill Lites

The operator continued to hold the pole in place as the three workers filled and packed sand around the base of the newly installed pole.  It didn’t take long for them to finish that task, and they stepped away to verify that the new pole was properly aligned.

Photo Credit: Bill Lites

Once the pole was aligned and secured, the operator unclamped the jaws and lowered the crane so the hoisting cable could be removed.  The Altec machine support legs were retracted, and the machine was driven back around, thru the woods, and replaced on its trailer and secured.  The portion of the field fence that had been removed to support this operation was replaced (better than before it was removed) and the job was complete.  

Now it will be up to the power company and the telephone company to schedule the movement of all the power & telephone lines from the old pole and transfer them to the new pole before we can be connected to the new high-speed fiber optic system.

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To our surprise, it was only a couple weeks later that the internet provider called to inform us that a technician would be arriving the next day to connect our new high-speed fiber optic system.  I informed her of the status of the new power pole, and that no cables had been transferred from the old pole to the new pole yet.  She said she didn’t know about that and that she would inform the necessary people to get that job done.  

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I guessed it would be another month before we could expect someone to come transfer all the cables from the old pole to the new one, since I assumed it would involve coordination between the power company and the telephone company.  But then a couple of days later we received a message on our answer machine that a technician would be showing up the next day to hook us up to the new high-speed fiber optic system.  When he arrived, I showed him the poles and explained the whole story to him. He said he would need to assess the situation before he could continue.

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When he came back, he said, “I don’t know where that other guy got his information about going up that pole being a safety issue, but I have no problem going up that pole and connecting you to the new high-speed fiber optic system.”  I didn’t argue with him, as we were ready for that new system.  He proceeded to made all of the necessary outdoor connections at the pole, and then came into the house to run the high-speed fiber optic cable to my computer.

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—–To Be Continued—–

Bill is a retired Mechanical engineer living with his wonderful artist/writer wife, DiVoran, of 65 years in Titusville, Florida. He was born and raised in the Southwest, did a tour of duty with the U.S. Navy, attended Northrop University in Southern California and ended up working on America’s Manned Space Program for 35 years. He currently is retired and spends most of his time building and flying R/C model airplanes, traveling, writing blogs about his travels for Word Press and supporting his wife’s hobbies with framing, editing and marketing.  He also volunteers with a local church Car Care Ministry and as a tour guide at the Valiant Air Command Warbird Museum there in Titusville.  Bill has two wonderful children, two outstanding grandchildren, and a loving sister and her husband, all of whom also live in Central Florida, so he and DiVoran are rewarded by having family close to spend lots of quality time with.

One of Bill’s favorite Scriptures is:  John 10:10

Well Hello

17 Feb

On the Porch

Onisha Eills

I haven’t written a blog since January 6. Shortly after writing the post, we began preparing for our return to Florida. We had planned to depart around January 10th, but life happened, bad weather was predicted and then our refrigerator died.

We emptied the refrigerator, moving what we could into an extra one in the garage. Thank goodness for it. We were finally able to leave on Saturday, January 14th. This was cutting it close as my husband had an important doctor appointment on the 16th that would require an out of town trip. He would need a rest day after our 11 hour drive to Florida.

The day after husband’s doctor appointment, I got a much needed hair cut and color. The day after that, I became ill. I decided I had flu. Four days later my husband became ill and since his body is compromised, he had a tough time. He did a home Covid test and it was negative. It has taken us what seems like forever to get our energy back, but we are getting there. It’s crazy that it is taking so long.

I am looking forward to the rest of our time in Florida. We have been making plans to drive out to the beach this week. The beach was closed for several months after last year’s hurricane and we want to see how or if it changed.We haven’t made it yet, but hopefully we will soon.

There hasn’t been much picture taking going on. I do have this one of our daughter’s dog, Ollie snoozing while she watches television. That’s about the sum of our excitement but better days are coming, and hopefully more blog posts.

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  

My 2023 goal is continue to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media.

Nothing Much

13 Oct

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

I think we are settled back into mountain life after our time in Florida. We’ve restocked our freezer and refrigerator and are ready to enjoy fall. The mornings have been chilly, upper 40s to 50. In the past I would layer my clothes, grab two blankets and enjoy coffee and quiet time on the porch. But this year, I am lazy, so I have my coffee and quiet time inside, then enjoy my second cup on the porch.

It’s been almost two weeks since we put out our hummingbird feeders and we haven’t spied even one. Yesterday I took the feeder down, cleaned and stored it for next year. I am always sad when they migrate south.

When we were in Florida I bought four yellow mum plants that we on sale at Aldi. Last week we visited with friends in South Carolina. After a delicious lunch the ladies left the men home to guard the comfy leather recliners while we ladies visited “the flower man.” He has a name, but I can’t ever remember it. He has several greenhouses in his yard and sells beautiful flowering plants. I chose a flat of darling pansies in several colors. I love how they bloom all winter and I can enjoy their cheerful color over our security camera. I was surprised to see that he was also selling snapdragons. I thought they were only spring and summer flowers. The flower man explained that snapdragons will bloom two or three seasons. I had to get some!

Tuesday my husband planted two of the mums in a large pot that sits on our front walkway. Wednesday he planted one of the mums in a container with snapdragons on each side. I am excited to watch them grow and bloom. In the spring I hope to fill the container with snapdragons.

When we returned from Florida I was delighted to find my geraniums were not only living but thriving. We still have one more mum to put into a pot. I haven’t decided if I will pot it with other flowers or leave it on its own.

When we went down to Florida, we took two of my hanging baskets that don’t tolerate cold, to winter at my daughter’s house. This is the same type of plant, dipladenia, but it was too large to take to Florida at that time. It is so beautiful and I’m glad I get to enjoy its pink and white flowers for a while longer.

The cost of gas has limited our adventures but we hope to take a short drive on the Blue Ridge Parkway soon to enjoy the Fall color. We are thankful to be able to spend time in these beautiful mountains.

Someone is speaking at the end of the video, not sure who. It is a very popular area. One can walk behind the falls.

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  

My 2022 goal is continue to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media.

You Ask Me How I am Doing

4 Jul

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Dear Friends,

I’m certainly looking at scriptures and listening to the YouTube preachers. It seems that just a small scripture can bring me back to the joy of the Lord. A worker angel in my imagination sweeps the bad and anxious thoughts away. 

Nearly fifty years have gone by since some wonderful pastors became quite famous worldwide. One was Derek Prince, and one was Cory Ten Boom. We were privileged here in Central Florida to see each of them individually several times. Now that I am listening to Derek Prince on YouTube, I am so happy that I was in his presence back then, and I am re-learning marvelous and real things that I know God wants me to remember and grow with. 

My flowers are growing in the front and the back of the house. Soon we will have a lush landscape in front of the house. It’s fun to go outside and tend to whatever catches my eye. If I forget how hot it is, I have to quit and go back inside. Much thank you to God for air-conditioning. 

We had such a wild storm yesterday that when it was over and time for our kitty, Thea, to come out from under the bench in the closet, she slunk out with her belly almost touching the floor. She is one of my playmates. The black and white cat is so beautiful, and our special game for exercise for both of us makes us happy. I call it my walk; she calls it to crawl under the small blue rug and destroy it with her back claws, though it never falls apart. 

I read too. One day I reclined in my bed and read for about two hours on a Sandra Dallas book. She has been a favorite writer of mine for a long time. Today we went to the library, and I looked through the books on the free table before I went in. I find treasures there. I love Haiku and found a free book of poems I am eager to read. Also, I got one that Oprah recommended. I might like it; I might not. We have a Book Chat once a month at church. We all read a good Christian novel and discus it at the meeting. It’s so nice to be in the presence of about twelve ladies of a certain generation. They are beautiful and wonderful to talk to and pray with. 

Bill and I go out and about. We just got back from the grocery store. Yesterday we drove to Orlando to have lunch with Bill’s dear sister and her fine husband. We change off every other month. In other words, they will come here next month. 

I send a bloggette to a few people first thing in the morning. It is like this-

“The Lord is my light and my salvation-whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life of whom shall I be afraid?” Psalm 27:1

If you want to be a Christian, you’re a wise person. It’s not hard at all. Open your mind and heart to Jesus. Invite Him to take over your life; you will be so happy when you do this that you might even cry. It’s such a relief to put everything into the hands of the Lord. Listen then. He speaks in a still, small voice and will never leave or forsake you. Today is Independence Day, a wonderful day to leave a hard life you’ve had and claim your new one. 

Jesus says, “My lambs hear my voice and follow me.”

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

The Days Go By

25 Apr

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Image by Prettysleepy from Pixabay

Books surround me. I like novels for women and Christian books that give me a deeper walk with our dear Lord. I would have thousands of books if I had kept them all, but thank heaven, I learned that you have to take the clutter down at least a bit, or you go bonkers.

I have a collection of Maeve Binchy’s books, another collection of Gene Stratton-Porter, and one of D. E. Stevenson. I have the four novels I wrote and published with Amazon. 

Today I was at the church Book Chat. This church has a lovely small library, and we read books and get to talk about them and ourselves once a month. Some of us are hard of hearing, and others can’t remember the words they want to say. It has been a life-saver even though only four ladies were attending during the worst times of the Covid. Today we had nine, and we filled the whole hour with our opinions on the characters and how they might relate to our own lives. 

It’s common knowledge that when you are elderly, you need to keep your spirits up by getting out and meeting with people. 

Image by Q K from Pixabay

Writing in a journal is one way to sort things out and cheer up.

Image by Steve Buissinne from Pixabay

Next week we plan to visit a restaurant that hosts Mariachis and supplies Tex/Mex food. I like 1 Taco. Bill likes other things and usually brings home enough for two more meals.

At home, we have a yard with a yardman who does us the honor of coming to weed and help us with our yard. He now has a big black dog that was left alone out in a field for a large part of her life. She is sweet. When she comes over with him, we keep her in the backyard so she won’t get into any trouble, but one thing has been difficult, she loves to dig and has done quite a bit of it. We have replaced the dirt, and we think we have found out why she needed those holes. They are cool when you are big and need a nap, so you make your bed in them. We now have a plant to let her sleep the morning away in our airconditioned shed.

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

It’s Been a While

22 Mar

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

I knew it had been awhile since I wrote a blog, but I am kind of shocked I haven’t written anything since last January. February first brought pre-op visits, surgeries, post op visits, loss of a family member and a lot more, I think you get the picture.

But good things happened too. A twenty year broken family relationship was restored and my heart is dancing with delight. Only God could have healed done it.

I wear funky old people sunglasses that fit over my glasses because I am not responsible enough to remember where I put the glasses I take off to wear shades. Due to an eye condition I have to wear sun shades that do a great job at filtering UV rays and they are expensive. To my dismay I realized my sunglasses were fraying and needed to be replaced. I took them to the optical office where I had purchased them in 2019 to order a new pair and received a wonderful surprise. The glasses were covered with a lifetime warranty! I filled out an online warranty claim on March 18th and received a new pair on March 21st. Amazing! The brand name is Cocoons and I highly recommend them.

Coccoons

Monday was promising to be typical of most days since the first of February, appointments and a tight schedule. I had the day planned. The first item of my to do list was a failure. The office where I needed to drop off my tax paperwork was unexpectedly closed until noon. (note on door). Fortunately our daughter was off work for the day and volunteered to drop them off later. The second and third tasks went pretty smoothly and I thought the 4th one had gone smoothly too, but not so much. The fourth and final errand before going to an out of town doctor appointment was to stop at Publix Grocery. A quick grab and go for some fresh green beans for our supper. My husband is on special diet and can’t eat much, but he can eat green beans.

The grab part went well and my husband agreed to snap the beans while I put laundry in to wash and made his lunch. Then I pulled the beans from the package. G R O S S. They looked fine but…they were slimy. My first thought was I don’t have time to go back to the store.

My second thought was, I’m calling Publix. For those not familiar with the store, they are a great grocery chain and take pride in their products. I wanted to alert them to the problem since I wouldn’t be taking mine back for at least a day. When I spoke with the manager she offered to replace them, which I knew they would. I told her I had a tight schedule and couldn’t return to the store in time to prepare and serve them. She offered to have them delivered right away. Wow!

Probably less than 15 minutes passed before there was a knock on the door. Too soon for Publix I thought. Our daughter answered the door and there stood the produce manager of the store, with a grocery bag in one hand and flowers in the other! Who does that?

The rest of the day went smoothly. We made it to the doctor appointment, took out a loan to fill up the car with gas (joking about the loan.) and even ran the car through a free car wash. My husband had green bean for his supper and I was happy that the doctor had told us the end of his restrictive diet is near.

Life happens with its joys and difficulties and sometimes my mind is too muddled to put coherent words together. I am thankful for my fellow bloggers, dear friends who keep the blog going.

Today is a new day with new challenges. I don’t think the day will end with flowers, but, you never know what sprinkle of joy God has planned for us.

Synopsis

28 Feb

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Photo Credit” Pixabay

DiVoran Lites

Seventy-one years old:

Joys, a few tears,

Splashing in streams,

So good it seems,

Galloping horses,

Eating six courses,

One baby- two,

One each, me, you,

Sours and sweets,

Chocolate treats,

Trips far away,

Go home and stay,

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

Omicron Observations and Making Bread

21 Jan

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

I have found the use of masks in my Florida town to be interesting. For those who don’t live here, you may not know that Florida is a mask mandate free zone. You would think that would mean mask wearing would be slight, but from my observations, that is not the case. During our October road trip we traveled in many areas with the mandate. With the exception of the Memphis, Tennessee area, I didn’t observe extensive mask use.

As Omicron began to make its presence felt in our community in early January, mask use ballooned.

Photo by Padli Pradana on Pexels.com

I found that to be curious as during the height of the dreaded Delta, masking while present was not prevalent.

Two weeks later on my weekly shopping trip to Publix supermarket, masking levels seemed back to normal. I pondered this. Then I pondered again mentally collecting data reports and personal stories of infection. But it wasn’t until I factored in the CDC suggestions of quarantining for 5 days then wearing a mask for another 5 days that I reached my conclusion.

Data and personal stories told me that our county had been hit hard with probably Omicron. I think our county for the week ending January 13 was 31% positive. The explosion of mask use in early January may have been due to people coming out of quarantine while following the CDC guidelines.

I’m hoping the numbers for last week will be lower. I think Omicron was active in Florida before it was officially recognized and I am hoping we have summited the curve and are on the way down. Maybe my weekly trip to Publix today will give me a hint.

For the record, I am thankful for my community. To mask or not mask is not an issue for harassment (well except on Facebook and I’m not sure who those people are.)

Now to the bread making. We follow a low carb life style and we have missed good bread. I have made various recipes and they are ok but they weren’t wow. Well, I have discovered wow bread!

I am a member of a paid subscription low carb cooking group. I joined as I want to change up my meals to a slightly higher protein and I need help navigating the change. A month ago the leader of the group posted a recipe for white bread followed by a recipe for cinnamon bread to rave reviews.

I decided to give the recipes a try. My first loaf of the white bread didn’t cook through in the middle even though it appeared done. The rest of the bread was delicious and the closest to conventional bread texture I had eaten. Eventually I figured out that the glass loaf pan I was using was smaller than the suggested metal pan, making the loaf thicker. So far all my loaves have come out perfect since. The cinnamon bread is absolutely delicious and would make a fantastic french toast breakfast casserole.

I have also baked the bread in a muffin top pan to make round sandwich rolls. I didn’t realize how much I enjoyed eating a burger patty on a bun. I need to make more sandwich buns for the weekend I can’t decide if I want to make a full recipe this week and divide it between rolls and mini loaves, or a half recipe of just rolls.

I almost forgot to share this discovery. Last Sunday I put butter and garlic on some bread slices and put them under the broiler to make garlic toast It was ok but not oh my gosh good. We had one piece left over that lingered in the fridge for several days. I found it when I was scrounging for something to tide me over until supper. I heated it in the microwave for about 15 seconds and took a bite, not expecting much flavor. Woohoo! It tasted like I was eating buttery, garlic Texas toast. So good! The time in the fridge marinated the garlic into the bread. I will be marinating some more bread for the weekend!

Disclaimer: Anything Covid related are just my observations and thoughts.

PS… The Space X launch on Tuesday night was beautiful. The moon was full, the sky almost cloudless and the rocket appeared to be heading directly to the moon. My daughter captured this photo with her cell phone which does not do it justice at all.

A local photographer, Richard Gallagher captured some fantastic photos. Wish I could share them but they are copyrighted. Here is a link to his site.

https://www.rpgphotography.art/new-for-2022ew-for-2022

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  

My 2021 goal is continue to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.

Need a Good Belly Laugh?

29 Mar

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

Something happened to me years ago that I remember – and it usually produces a good belly laugh to anyone to whom I tell it.  It wasn’t funny – at least to me – at the time, but that’s the way of things, isn’t it?

Okay, here goes:  We were living in San Antonio, Texas at the time.

Our girls were quite young.  Fred had gone somewhere (I don’t remember where) and had taken our only car with him.

As it happened, I was having…..well.….how do I put this delicately?  Ummm intestinal issues?  Rather severe, as a matter of fact.  Nothing I did seemed to help.  I called the hospital, Wilford Hall, on Lackland AFB, and explained my situation. They assured me that, if I could get there soon, they would take me right in and fix me up.

The original Wilford Hall

Next question – who can I get to come stay with the girls?  And I needed a car to get me to the hospital.  So I called a good friend who lived near, Sonja, and asked if she would come stay with the girls, and could I borrow her car?  She was agreeable to both.

So we made the tradeoff, and off I went to Wilford Hall.  As promised, they took me right in, and gave me some medicine that fixed me up, indeed.  I waited a bit to make sure I was okay, then went out to Sonja’s car to go home.

I opened the driver’s door, and took my first look in her car.  And what to my surprise did I see?  THE BACK SEAT WAS MISSING!!

WHAT??? (mouth hanging wide open at this point)

THE BACK SEAT WAS MISSING??!!

Who in the world would STEAL the back seat out of a car?

So I ran back inside the hospital and called Sonja at my house (remember – waaayyy before cell phones at that time!).  When I breathlessly explained the situation, Sonja began to laugh and laugh and laugh.  When she could finally catch her breath, she said, “Judy, come on home.  We’re having the back seat re-upholstered!”

Well, it’s funny now, but I felt like a first-class-idiot!  She assured me that I wasn’t, and thanked me for the best laugh she’d had in a long time!  I’m sure her husband did, as well, when she told him!

And I hope you did, too.  It’s so much fun to look back on those times of our life and see them fondly.

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

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