I thought of another strange death experience (so many). I've been retired 10 years now and had a consumer electronics repair business, mostly TVs. There was a fellow 64, I was 60 who stopped by my business one day, also a TV repairman. We never knew each other but he said "I was driving by and something told me to visit".
So we chatted for an hour or so mostly about hobbies, his was RC model planes & he knew my friend & neighbor who also flew RC planes. He wanted to smoke, knew I didn't but no problem, he was near an exhaust fan.
Very nice guy it turned out...all those years same town but never met.
The next day I'm looking at obituaries and he was listed saying he passed peacefully in his sleep that night.
So after work I stopped by the funeral home, an open casket, I sat there thinking how such a short time ago he seemed fine, joking, talking about different things.
Life is short.
We live in a very rural part of Arkansas. and with this Covid, I started to keep track of friends that have passed and are related. in a 10-mile radius, there have recorded over 30 friends that I grew up with, All active working and having a busy life.
Routine check and Doctor found Lymth cancer and Basel cells talking with my primary Doctor he suggested to think about quality of life. then mention that at now 88 would probably outlive him. talked with him about taking the Chemo. again suggested it would be 10 years before overcoming the treatment. so chemo Doc got a crook in the tail but did accept the Radiation 2 years later now shows no cancer cells and visiting neighbors or driving down the road think of all the old timers in the area that have passed. the closest neighbor was a mile away now Shanty trailers have been shoved in everywhere there is room to place them. I have met none that seemed to want to be friendly. or have stopped by in there driving down the road. Getting Old is causing us to rethink living here in the area. But then think if we move will it be the same.
Soon we will have to learn another language or continue to become an outsider in the area where I grew up and now know to visit friends there is a rock seat in the cemetery since they are all there now.
None of the younger neighbors know anything about repair or fixing anything just toss and buy new.
It is a different world and came so fast still not ready to give up,
Have friends we meet every other 2 weeks for breakfast, and commented they have the same experience.
getting down to fix anything and then having to wait for simple parts to arrive from China because none of the local dealers have them in stock anymore.
Feed prices are unreal, and medicine have to decide if worthwhile or just sell to canners. Chemical fertilizer the
extra cost does it return in hay or wasted money?
Guess time to get out and shake the bushes to check if anything has moved.
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