It's winter. I walk along. The trees bare. Bird nests now visible. Pat Arthur called Terri last evening. Pat is our neighbor. Jim died Tuesday. He was 62. Jim is their daughter's husband. I did not know Bill. Never met Bill. Never even seen Bill that I know of. Terri and I went to the funeral home. We saw, paid our respects, left. The takeaway: When it's your time, it's your time.
Virta Lavell "Pat" Graves married James W. Graves in 1980 about 6 months after his first wife Margaret (my mother) died. I just could never accept her. Maybe that was a failing of mine.
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