Serious content continues. It was another somewhat muddled although productive day in one sense. I spoke with the ALF director; a lovely lady who has of course “seen it all”. My father and stepmother moved in Dec 2014, so a little more than seven years ago. I would say, “Where does the time go?”, but we all know the answer to that. We went through some administrative matters for the real, “when the time comes”. I finished sorting through the photographs and found some surprises. There was one of my father and three uncles all in coats and ties which my sister thought must have been at my grandmother’s funeral.I also found a small album with my nephew’s Eagle Scout ceremony and on my side, the batch of photos and write-up for the kids’ wedding. Neither set of grandparents were able to attend (it was in Maine) and I wrote about the prep, rehearsal dinner, ceremony, and reception.

We’d met earlier with the director of the funeral home to go over the pre-paid plan. The only change that had bee made since then was to have one with the American flag imprinted on the lining to indicate he was a veteran. As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, he was in the Navy during the latter part of WWII which meant he did not see action.  He was on an ammunition ship though as they had to relocate thousands of tons of ammunition; tasks which did require paying attention to detail.

I was able to talk on the phone with the attorney as well about a couple of things and sister and I went to the Mexican restaurant downtown. Not quite what we’d planned for Valentine’s Day and it wasn’t crowded. I think most people celebrated over the weekend. I’d forgotten how large their portions were and w probably should have shared an entree. Chicken makes for good leftovers.