Here is my uncle a couple of years ago, cuddling his wife - they were
married the year I was born - 1940. Pretty close to 70 years of marriage
now that is really something to crow about.
He was a strong man who lived a wonderful life. It made us sad to know
that we would no longer hear his stories about growing up in Texas or
about his work as the Director of the Physical Education Department at
Roosevelt University in Chicago but we were comforted by our memories
of our time together and our faith of his transition to an unlimited spiritual being.
We flew in to O'Hare Friday evening and awakened Saturday morning to snow. Snow everywhere - and me (A California Girl) with not a clue how to drive in the snow or even walk in the snow.
View through the hotel window.
Plus, the shoes I brought to wear were a pair of cloth shoes and some sling backs - I was lucky I had traveled in a scruffy pair of old boots - which I was
able to pull on and wear with my suit. I ran down to the front desk
to report I needed help getting to the car.... They looked a bit startled
but sent someone out to shovel the walkway and brush the snow off the car - Thank You Marriott Courtyard....