When I woke up this morning I realized that Frankie had died. We worked together at the hospital many years ago and I didn't know him well but he was one of those go-to nurses who would work with you and sort it all out. A young man who was lost to COVID leaves behind a wife, family and lots of friends. He suffered a lot during the past four months.
I've been tree shopping to no avail until I talked to Carol today and she told me she got a good one locally for 38 bucks. That's on my pickup list for tomorrow along with other things. I try to stay busy and shop wisely.
We had a Joyful time at the Veteran's Day parade today. Just like I remember it from years ago when I marched with the girl
scouts there was a lot of fanfare at the pocket park. It was cool and windy but everybody was mesmerized. Hometown USA, at it's finest.
I heard the coyotes howling a bit ago and Oscar went nuts. They always sound sooooo close. I've about got the cat box thing figured out until I can get Al potty trained. He slept with me last night but then pooped in the floor which I had to clean up. My bad for not having a litter box for the cat I thought was long gone
Y'all be blessed ^j^
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