Our old Army OCS friend Russ Wheat wanted to be buried in Higgins, Texas, on the High Plains, about 800 miles north of Canyon Lake where he spent his retirement years.
So, when he was discovered deceased at home alone by his pastor shortly before Xmas, a local funeral home drove him in his casket to Higgins. There was no autopsy, apparently because there was no sign of foul play and the sheriff learned that Russ was under the care of the VA hospital in San Antonio for multiple maladies, including prostate cancer. He was 81.
The executor of Russ’s estate returned his dozen or so stray dogs to the Wildlife Rescue and Rehabilitation in nearby Kendalia where Russ was a benefactor. One dog was blind in one eye, one had three legs and some were mangy. Russ had shared his one bedroom home with some of them for almost twenty years.
Canyon Lake is a little town near San Antonio catering to retirees. Higgins, near Oklahoma, is a little town barely clinging to life, with a living population of about 400, according to a 2017 article in Texas Monthly. Russ, unmarried and apparently childless, is buried with his parents in the town cemetery, on one of the few hills on the prairie.
Barbara Ellen and I are planning to go in March. We’ll make it a leisurely trip of a few hundred miles a day to see the wildflowers, and Palo Duro Canyon, as well as my friend’s resting place: a High Plains drifter gone to ground at last.
Bar has me watching The Tudors by Showtime. Mostly fiction but on a base of history. In which I have become interested in Anne Boleyn, Henry VIII’s second wife and queen, until he had her and four presumed lovers beheaded for adultery. Reading through some book samples off Amazon to try and find something credible to read.
UPDATE: Finally settled on Brit historian Eric Ives’ The Life and Death of Ann Boleyn
“This one of the best grief and mourning books around and I have read more than a score of them since my wife died of cancer in 2015. Louis LaGrand’s effort is remarkable because it blends the best grief and mourning advice with the latest understanding of life-after-death and reincarnation. Sort of a one-stop on the subjects that most pertain to each other. If you’re grieving/mourning anything or anyone and need not to spend money on a dozen such books this is your best bet. Thank you, Mr. LaGrand.”
And so I wrote in an Amazon review in May, 2016, and so I still contend after sending the book to my step-daughter who recently lost her alcoholic father. He sent her a gift of love in a radio play that her boyfriend wrote off as a coincidence but I think was one of LaGrand’s Extraordinary Experiences. And if she will remain open to them there will be many more in a new, actually better relationship than before.
As the author says: “Focusing on that source of everlasting care and support can give us great strength (and) energy to use in the restoration of life after loss.”
Actually, one, but it’s a stand-in for the others. Bar is “in love” with them.
A beautiful woman with a terrifying curse in the Faroe Islands of the Northeast Atlantic—between Denmark and Iceland. I’d like to visit, if I can convince Bar to fly and over all that water. I’d go anywhere that put up such a provocative statue for the public eye.
Bar, tired of battling with Apple over a mistaken id, has a new Android phone. Unfortunately, we haven’t figured out how to run the old locator from the iphones on the Android. Took enough time to get the imessage working and there’s no delivered/read indicator for them. Tiresome.
UPDATE: We found a perfect locator replacement in the Life360 app, which is basically free and tracks in real-time. Whew.
More Honey Pecan wall and Bright White baseboards. Minor screwup on crown gets a fix next week when the room is painted Daisy Spell (very light yellow). Otherwise the crown is very nice and we’re going to take it next to the living dining room. These are Barbara Ellen’s color choices but I like them too. Next up: Crystal Pink and a kind of teal.