Back in 1960 when I married Earl Seeger I picked up 11 sisters and brothers in law. Most of them I never met, but some I did. Manley was one I did, but not his wife, Doloras. I knew Manley lived in Denver. Let me see if I can name all of them: Harold Manley Seeger, Cleo Seeger, Virgil Seeger, Raymond Seeger, Jesse Seeger, Dorothy, Betty, Dona, Alma, Delvin, Earl, Larry. I have a call in to one of the girls, because I think there was one more. ( I had forgotten Jesse.)
The point of this is that we found out recently that Harold Manly Seeger and his wife DoLoras passed away in an Aurora assisted living facility in Aurora. They died 9 days apart from the Covid 19. This is a very trying time in our history. This not anything I want to contract that is for sure. When people start demonstrating and telling me they are tired of being held back from living their lives I find it very troubling. There is no vaccine and without a vaccine or a cure we are pretty much at the mercy of a pandemic that will kill a lot of people. I am not really anxious to die with something like this. Pretty sure I still have a few good years left in me.
Now I know pretty soon they are going to lift the restrictions, but let me tell you, I am still going to wear my mask, wipe everything down with the Clorox wipes I have because I do not want to become a statistic. I do have to say that not being able to go to church I have completely lost track of what day it is. Bret is supposed to write the day on the chalk board on the back door. That way I know what day it is, but some times he forgets. I had 4 Wednesdays last week and that is not good.
I have a niece who voluntarily went to New York to work there. Her name is Lisa and she is a very good girl. When Desert Storm came she was one of the first there. And Desert Shield found her still in Iraq. She is one of my heroes. I host a Mothers Day Tea at our church every May and she attended last year since she is now living up North in the Denver area. We had planned a big "Lou's family attendance " this year, but up jumped the devil and my high tea has been cancelled. Many disappointments in life and this is just another one. Next year will surely be better.
But back to Manley and DoLoras. Manley was the oldest and at one point he came to stay with Duane for a few weeks. Of course by that time we were divorced, but I always remained friends with his family. His sister, Dona, lives in Colorado and his younger brother, Larry lives in Kansas. I saw Larry last summer, but have not seen Dona for several years.
So now I am rambling and reminiscing. I will be glad when this mess is over. It is not the idea of having to stay home, it is the fear of going out. So, you all be safe out there. I will be downstairs doing "stuff". I am trying to consolidate my fabric and sort it into some sort of useful form. It rained last night and that is good. I just need to remember that today is the day that the Lord has made!
The point of this is that we found out recently that Harold Manly Seeger and his wife DoLoras passed away in an Aurora assisted living facility in Aurora. They died 9 days apart from the Covid 19. This is a very trying time in our history. This not anything I want to contract that is for sure. When people start demonstrating and telling me they are tired of being held back from living their lives I find it very troubling. There is no vaccine and without a vaccine or a cure we are pretty much at the mercy of a pandemic that will kill a lot of people. I am not really anxious to die with something like this. Pretty sure I still have a few good years left in me.
Now I know pretty soon they are going to lift the restrictions, but let me tell you, I am still going to wear my mask, wipe everything down with the Clorox wipes I have because I do not want to become a statistic. I do have to say that not being able to go to church I have completely lost track of what day it is. Bret is supposed to write the day on the chalk board on the back door. That way I know what day it is, but some times he forgets. I had 4 Wednesdays last week and that is not good.
I have a niece who voluntarily went to New York to work there. Her name is Lisa and she is a very good girl. When Desert Storm came she was one of the first there. And Desert Shield found her still in Iraq. She is one of my heroes. I host a Mothers Day Tea at our church every May and she attended last year since she is now living up North in the Denver area. We had planned a big "Lou's family attendance " this year, but up jumped the devil and my high tea has been cancelled. Many disappointments in life and this is just another one. Next year will surely be better.
But back to Manley and DoLoras. Manley was the oldest and at one point he came to stay with Duane for a few weeks. Of course by that time we were divorced, but I always remained friends with his family. His sister, Dona, lives in Colorado and his younger brother, Larry lives in Kansas. I saw Larry last summer, but have not seen Dona for several years.
So now I am rambling and reminiscing. I will be glad when this mess is over. It is not the idea of having to stay home, it is the fear of going out. So, you all be safe out there. I will be downstairs doing "stuff". I am trying to consolidate my fabric and sort it into some sort of useful form. It rained last night and that is good. I just need to remember that today is the day that the Lord has made!
Peace to all.
No comments:
Post a Comment