Musings of an Almost Octogenarian

Well, it happened again -

Well, I was typing away (and this time at least had saved the first part!) and suddenly, it had been sent, when I was still thinking I was working on it! Oh, well -

Anyway, as I was saying - the remainder of the spring and summer I spent time, individually and together as a family, with my three granddaughters, son David and his wife Suzanne, and daughter Betsy - celebrating anniversaries, holidays, and birthdays, and just "hanging out". In the home where we have lived for fifty years, and where my live-in handyman, Jerry (Sophy's dad) has been gone for six years, things were wearing our, breaking down, and needing repairs, so a lot of time was spent getting people to come and take care of things - and then waiting for them to get around to coming. I did also manage to get some more piles sorted through, and took a coupls of loads to Goodwill.

By the time Labor Day came around, I was ready to return to Illinois, where I am mostly responsible only for my social calendar, which books to read, and which movies and tv shows to watch, while enjoying being with Sophy and Bob, and watching the ongoing drama of the changing of seasons, as the leaves turn from the green of summer to the drama of Autumn's arrival, with her canopies of deep, rich reds and gold and bronze everywhere we go. And soon (in a little over a week) we will be leaving for Hunting Island, South Carolina, one of S and B's favorite places to vacation, to camp for two weeks on the beach, listening to the surf, basking on the sand, and eating delectable fresh sea food.

So - before I somehow screw this up, I will stop for now.

(Turning Eighty has been quite a transition - maybe someday I will talk about it.)