I stopped at the house of an elderly man I washed a car for the other day. Two extra cars were in the driveway besides his, so I knew someone was probably home (he was living with his son and his family.) No one came to the door. I left, wishing someone would have come to the door so I could have said hi to Dewitt. I did wash his car a few times, but I also had been over a few times just to talk. I’d sit in his son’s garage while he sat there with his paper on his lap and we’d talk about something. He had cancer that affected the way he spoke, so sometimes he was hard to understand.

The next day I went out with my bucket of car washing equipment and there was a woman in the yard with the family dog. “Is Dewitt around?” Oh, Dewitt? “Yeah, I wash his car.” Dewitt died this morning. And so he had. The woman was his daughter, and offered that in the light of what he went through the night before, she was not unhappy that he had died. He’s gone from this world.

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Last night I realized I had A Christmas Carol in a little book from 1914 of Dicken’s works. I read it and was delighted. If there was a way to say “yum” respectfully to Dicken’s writing, I’d say it. It is good.
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I set out to make a video this afternoon and took 14 minutes of footage for what would probably be a 2 minute video and I discovered that my computer does not like to edit that footage. Tomorrow I’ll have to try again and make it all in one shot without any editing needed. Yikes!
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Busy, busy life coming up. Our reception at my husband’s parents’ house in Kentucky is coming up next weekend, and shortly after that I’ll be headed to Oregon to go apartment hunting. Going to be exciting and probably frustrating and nerve wracking.

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