I reckon I should check back here at my former haunts and give my FReeper friends an executive summary for the year’s end.
The day to day life of Kid Cole & myself continues to be pseudo-blogged here:
After that terrible black cloud lifted in May I threw my Golden Pal in the car and went to the Island to hunt up the widow of an old friend of mine. They had a store next to one of mine, and when the Mall here burned we all got career changes.
They became Realtors on the Island and he died right before Emily did- fibrosis. Anyway, we talk, I see her some, tend her house & sea of cats when she’s away. Been repairing things neglected since her husband went terminal 2 1/2 years ago- on the water things break down fast.
About a month ago she emailed me “My business needs a Runner ( courier ) once a week- can you do it?” “Standing on my head,” sez I.
It’s a start.
My kindest regards to you all here.
Hope you are well.