|We're going to miss Jim on our daily walks|
I went to Utah and when Laura and I went walking he told us she died. Ahhh, he was so sad and so were we. Two days later he threw away the oxygen and hardly used the walker. I was hopeful that his heart was doing better and his legs were less swollen. We visited for a little longer when we went by. He seemed to be shaky on his feet and reported falling a few times. We'd watch for his cane to hand to him when he showed us pictures on his walls and told us about his life.
I went to Texas to drive back with my daughter and found out Jim died the night I got back home. Every time I leave something bad happens.
89 years old, married for 60 plus and left a heartbroken son and some very sad neighbors.
I wonder what he said when he met Madge again.
I wonder if he'll remember us and all his neighbors who loved him.