RIP little Sister………….

Determined not to have another day of doing a WHOLE lot of nothing – after a wonderfully delicious breakfast of biscuits and gravy [and bacon] – I managed to get my old tired butt up and moving. As we were closing up the house for our last trip back to the states – I shut off the ceiling fan in our bedroom and when I did – the pull chain came out and dropped onto the bed. Dammit Emmit. Because when we came back – I stayed extra busy diving and cleaning trails – I never got around to replacing the ceiling fan, so I thought I would rectify that, in part, by going and getting a new fan. And that I did…… and then some. I have “promised” my island Daughter for a while now – I would build her a porch over her patio at the ATV office. Welching on that promise for a while – I thought I’d check and see what lumber supplies looked like while I was at Home Depot. You’d be amazed at how difficult it is to get what would normally be considered an everyday item at pretty much any store on this island….. but especially a Home Depot….. long story- shortened…… I wound up with a load of lumber [and the fan] in my little truck that made for a wonderfully entertaining drive back the West end of the island…… Truck unloaded and back at the house…. My Queen greeted me with a drink and a look on her face that told me, the phone call I was dreading happened. ( I do not mess with my phone when I am driving, at all- and can’t hear or feel it when I am doing much of anything else) My little Sister, Susan, had passed away.

For those of you that didn’t know her – she was my 2nd youngest Sister. She just turn 59 a couple of weeks ago. She was no bigger than a minute most of her life…. barely 5′ tall and 100 lbs soaking wet most of the time. She could be one of the meanest people you’ve ever met and equally as sweet when she wanted to be. Most of the time she was [as I put it] “at war” with me and or her other 3 Sisters. I finally told her – If you want to deal with me – you’ll have to take me at face value… ‘ if you’re pissed because I am talking with your other Sisters, so be it’. That worked out pretty well for both of us and [thankfully] we stayed on mostly decent terms for the last 10 years or so. While we were never like Donny & Marie Osmond close ( I mean, really…. who is) – we talked/texted often and would occasionally meet up for a meal out. Once I retired and moved away – any visit back, we always had a night out with her and her husband David. So many other things I want to tell you about her….. but can’t, won’t, don’t want to right now….. I dunno….. we are flying out tomorrow, coming back to the states for her services. My mind is doing Mach II right now…… not sure if I’ll get anything written while we’re back or not………….. doubtful. Rest in Peace little Sister. I Love You.

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Born in Germany as an Army brat - I moved permanently to the United States about the time I was ready to start school - Dad put to me to work when I turned 13 tearing off roofs and packing shingles.. I did that, DE tasseled corn and bucked hay all the way through high school. After graduation, moved down South for a year or so trying to figure what I wanted to do. Finally came home and joined the Air Force serving almost 5 years - which included a 3 year tour in Germany, where I met my Queen. Came home and started working as a roofer. Economy went to crap and I knew I would not be able to support my growing family the way I wanted to, so I pestered the HR department at General Electric until they hired me. A very quick almost 34 years, 4 Daughters and 9 Grandkids later - here I am .... waiting as patiently as I can, to start the next chapter of our life - romping around in the Caribbean Sea checking out the various islands that we have not been to yet. Holy $hit what a ride~!!!! ;-)

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