As I look around my apartment it seems so empty. Becky was here for two days and two nights. She left yesterday morning headed to another Teaching Seminar somewhere in Georgia. There's never a dull moment when she is here. Part of the time she was here was spent preparing for the meeting she is conducting today and tomorrow. She will head for Seattle and home on Monday. Come back soon Becky.
Today is Pearl Harbor Day. Sixty Six years ago on December 7, 1941 my Mother and I were washing the china from the China Cupboard getting ready for the Christmas Feast all the while listening to the radio (we did not have a TV) when the news was broadcast. We were so shocked we put the dishes down and just sank into the nearest chair to listen to the news.
Several of the young men I graduated from High School with just the June before joined the services and many of them
never made it home.
I had never met anyone from Japan until a Japanese lady came to our Church. She was a beautiful lady. Neither of us were pushing to become friends but it was like God sent her to our Church to teach me a lesson about accepting everyone. One day her Son came to visit and she introduced us and told him I was her "friend". Friends we were from then on.
I felt a great loss when she died an untimely death. It was very sudden and I never got to say goodbye or I love you.
I thank God for the time Mitzi and I had and for the friendship we shared.
Love and prayers from here to there
