I hope everyone had a great Christmas or Holiday season as this family had. It was truly delightful. Our Niece Karen Tucker came for a short but wonderful visit. Then promptly went back to her home in Colorado and broke her arm in a tumble down the stairs. Hope you are doing well Karen and all our Love, sorry you missed Christmas back east, with your family and hope Jeramy was there with you.
Had a wonderful letter from Jim Rodoni, a great friend we had lost contact with over the years. Joyce and My kids were born about the time as his children. They lived directly across from our first Duplex in the other duplex owned by the same couple. It was our first home and I believe it was theirs also. Cute little places with attached garages separating the units. We did so very many things together. It was the age of Aquarius, and there was very little that we did not experience together, and it's truly a wonder that we were not jailed doing the things we did. It was wonderful hearing Jim's words from the pages he wrote. He and his wife now live in Custer, South Dakota. I, as a Venturian, can not imagine living in that harsh environment. I know I spent 3 years in Germany where it snowed, but I was young and dumb.Now below 60 is intolerable, as is anything above 80. I know we will stay in touch considerably better than we have. A Big shout out to you Jim and Michele
Another wonderful reconnection happened with a friend from way back. Grammer School back. Dyer-Kelly Elementary School and Mrs. Pipers Kindergarten Class. Darryl Robert Schoon. He lived down (up) the street from me. He lived on the cornor of Bell St. and Ralston Rd. While I lived on Ralston, about 6 or 7 houses away. His was a stately Cement block home on a cornor lot that kept his Dad (Ham) very busy. a lot of yard to mow in those days. Darry's Mom, May, was a very neat housekeeper and a stay at home Mom, I believe they all were then. For some unknown reason Darryl and I were best friends right off, all through grammer school, although he had to practice the Piano about a million hours a day We still seemed to be able to get together to play. Learned Ping-Pong from his Dad and Bette Yeast. We went through Scouts together both Cub and Boy What a childhood.
In High School we were friends but Darryl had a decided advantage. He was smart, while I was lazy. We drifted to different groups, We were still friends just didn't see each other as often. Darryl has an incredible life story, as do we all, but his is a little different than you might imagine. You can read one of his books "Light in a Dark Place" to gather some insight into this friend of mine. His poetry is music to the soul, and warmth to a cold spirit. I will get to see Darrly and his Bride Martha this coming January.
Peace on Earth in 2009
