>A Sad Farewell, A Happy Reunion, And A Teaser
Last Sunday, Nov. 7, in the wee hours of the morning, Honey’s grandmother passed away. She was 92 years old and had been sick for 6 years, since her husband died. She had missed him terribly and, though everyone was sad, they were also happy that they were together again. And, she was no longer in pain.
She was an amazing woman. She and her husband each had a great sense of humor. For example, while in the downhill stage of his life, Paw-paw would drift in and out of consciousness and sometimes talk about nonsensical things.
During one of these instances, one of his grandsons, thinking he was in a confused state, touched him gently and said, “Paw-paw, do you know me?” To which he promptly replied, “Yeah (nephew’s name). Do you know ME?”
Anyway, she was a fine lady. And extremely talented. I make pretty good fried chicken, but she could beat me, hands down. She also was quite the seamstress. Candlewicking is nearly a lost art, and the bedspreads she made would easily sell for hundreds of dollars, as would her quilts. They’re more beautiful than anything you could find in a store or catalog.
Tuesday was her funeral and Boone was stunning, if a bit windy. Because of Honey’s crazy hours and my classes, we haven’t been able to get up to visit as much in the past couple years. But Honey did get to go up and visit on Saturday. I’m glad.
While going up and back down the mountain, I got a few pics with my cell phone of how they’ve cut into the sides of the mountain. They’re selling land to the rich and famous for ridiculous amounts of money and planning gated communities, heli pads and all.
I managed, barely, to snap a photo of Green Park Inn. I’ve never stayed there; they have an interesting and scenic little golf course. However, when I was still a teenager, I did have an adventure that ended up there.
Come back for the tale of The Chase…..
and RIP, Nanny. You’re sure going to be missed.