Life happens

Like the man said, “Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.” It seems that lately I’ve been preoccupied with my own bidness to the point of losing track of what has been happening in this town. It happens.

My distraction has been due to several personal but important events. We have a couple of friends that have needed help and support lately. Couldn’t turn them down; they’re family. Those two situations will be concluding soon. We hope.

Then there is the other son. We have known him for years. We met him through the local theatre community. A couple of years ago he joined the National Guard. This past December his guard unit was called-up and shipped to Iraq.

That’s just wrong. The guard should be guarding this nation, not Iraq. Okay, off the soapbox. Maybe later.

He's home on leave. Just two weeks, most of which he's been spending with his parents in Arkansas. He arrived in Memphis yesterday to visit other family and friends. By the time this posts, he should be back at his parents’ house. We all tried to spend as much time as possible with him while he was here. It is never enough time. By next Saturday, he will be heading back to the big sandbox.

It is never enough time.


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