As it turns out, yesterday was Friday the 13th. And when did I figure this out might you ask? That would have been after my second phone call of the day somewhere around 3 or 4pm. The first call was from my dad and the second call was from my mom. Unfortunately neither call was of good news. I’m very sad to say there the reason my dad called is because a good friend of our family has passed away a few days ago. He was a very active man who spent his summers at Lake George driving the Morgan. And a few days ago he just up and died. We will miss him very much. The second call from my mother, which I assumed was to mimic the news, was actually calling because my grandmother’s sister died a few days ago. It was her only living immediate family. So she is feeling very alone now. Fortunately, in both situations, there has been sons and daughters to be there for support. 🙁 Not the best of days. Then after sharing the news here in hawaii, it was pointed out that it was Friday, June 13th, 2008. I’ve had better. Then again, comparatively, I suppose my day was better than those left alone.
