Was sad to hear that Jeanne Cooper passed away. For those of us that used to be (and maybe currently) are fans, she played Katherine Chancellor on the Young and Restless. I know my Mom is a big fan, and she was sad to hear as well. Another loss I want to acknowledge was that of Mr. Wheldon Stacey. His grandson played soccer with Patrick and I got to know their family over Patrick's soccer "days." Wheldon was an avid fan at Mike's games (along with Mike's other three siblings who also play soccer.) The earth has lost a great man, and human being.
I guess it is just that kind of week, where age seems to be slipping up on all of us. Below is a picture I came across in the newspaper.
The elderly gentleman in the front, Bert, was our neighbor at our other house in the Hamptons. He was like our Glady's Cravitz from Bewitch. Except Bert was in such great shape. When we moved, he was still riding his bike through the hills of Hamptons and Edgemont.
Yesterday, I took my mom for a ride in the bullet!!!! (Mercedes) Thank goodness I had the radio turned up, because I think Mercedes feelings would have been hurt had she heard the comments coming from Mom. I guess getting into a vehicles that is really low is harder than having to climb into a vehicle that is too high. Anyway I took Mom over to my sister Sharry's for a coffee. It was a nice visit, but I came away learning a well kept secret. I guess it wasn't really a secret, because everyone but me knew the story. My dad used to have a dog, a boston terrier, named Dandy Joe. It was a purebred and he got it when it was a pup. Well through much teasing from some males relatives (uncle, sounds like pop), this dog wasn't the friendliest to outsiders. I can't remember the year, but Dad decided best to give the dog away so not to bite visitors. A couple bought the dog and proceeded to take it home to Nanton. Seems they returned shortly after they left, because Dandy Joe wouldn't let them touch him or get him out of the car. I was told they found another family to give it to. I now hear the truth, poor Dandy Joe was put down. I swear, I had tears in my eyes when mom told me this story. I'm not sure if I was sad about his demise or the fact I only found out now. I used to see a Boston Terrier on the street and wonder "Hmmm, I wonder if it is related to Dandy Joe." Apparently Auntie Donna was asked to take the dog to the vets.... What a favor to have to do. Even now, it makes me sad.
I'm reading back over this blog and realize, I must be in some "planet cycle". The tone is a downer. I am going to put a smile on my face, and make the rest of the day a positive one.
Looking forward to a fun weekend.
Stacey
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