Oh, gosh, it’s been about ten years, hasn’t it honey? This one happened quick, too. One day, they came in said the mill was closing. At quitting time we left everything right where it was, locked the door and walked away. After a few years the vandals ripped out what was good and then the plants started growing in through the windows.
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June 2019
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June 23, 2019
588 Thinking About the Future
We moved into our house thirty two years ago when the trees in our backyard were much smaller. In the ensuing years, they have grown bigger and are too close to the house. We had to take them out.
I wonder if I will be here in another thirty two years when the next line of trees has to be removed.
June 16, 2019
587 My First Day
It was my first day on my first job. Mister Waddell explained my new responsibilities and what I was supposed to do. He said the first thing I had to learn about were brooms. There they were; straight straw brooms, angle brooms and push brooms. Then there is the hand brush and the dust pan.
He put his hand on my shoulder, looked me in the eye and told me I was going to really clean up on my new job. He laughed and walked away.
My career had just begun.
June 09, 2019
586 A Terrible Beauty
The map said there was supposed to be a lake here with water. Now what are we going to do? We’ve been short on water for a week and the barrel’s almost empty. What are we going to do?
June 02, 2019
585 The Things He Left Behind
We hang on to these objects of memory, our most precious thoughts and memories longer than anything else. We give away, sell, bequeath and ultimately dispose of all but the most necessary, essential most prized of our possessions. After we’re gone this is all that remains. And our heirs look at all that is there and say what does that mean? The answer begins, “Well, do you remember the time…”
