So I decide to drive trucks for a living. Better than being a grease monkey. Travel at someone else’s expense, and a paycheck to boot! What a hoot! I was already married and had a baby, and unable to keep any job I could do. Our parents were helping us when I decided to try… Continue reading Twin Sticks on a Grade
Complete and share your assignment here. The flight was more tedious than you thought it would be, but finally, your plane touches down in Arecibo, Puerto Rico. You are glad, however, that you paid less than half of what most paid for the 10 hour flight. And after the landing process, there is your contact… Continue reading Saving the Iguana
FEELING ROTTON AFTER SPENDING THANKSGIVING with your family, you finally head East, out of the utter mayhem of the beaches, the basin, and the congestion that cities always generate. And as the desert’s vast vista opens up before you, you feel a therapeutic cleansing of your soul. Following the old highway that you had… Continue reading The Tail of Two Kittys
Well, it was not unexpected, this is for sure. Steve Raab, Gus’ son in law contacted me yesterday morning to inform me of Gus’ passing. Shortly after his morning shower, shave and bed change, he simply went to sleep, never to reawaken. He is now with his beloved dog Gabe, Ann’s dog Sophie, and Lil’… Continue reading Here’s To It And From It And To It Again. If I Hadn’t Met Ya’, I Wouldn’t Let Ya’, But Since I Met Ya’, I’ll Let Ya’ Again… In Memoriam – Gus Stager 1923-2019
I have been having way too much fun since returning to Port Hadlock and Port Townsend, where my storage unit and address are. After working with Gus and his daughter Ann and her husband Steve, and working on Project Honda, doing my writing lessons, reading, and otherwise enjoying my relationship with the known Universe; I… Continue reading Since My Last Post
Gus is now at his daughter’s house and doing as well as could be expected. His Alzheimers and dementia are his biggest problems now.
Gus, my old friend, took a seriuous spill the other day. This 97 year old pal broke his hip. Not a real good thing, if you are any age! So, knowing Gus as well as I do, I signed up for duty in the Hospital, to protect the Nurses and their assistants from him!