Sunday, July 26, 2020

The Plague, Day 133......

Today is a sad day. On a monday 54 years ago, Willie and I got married. We eloped and were married by a judge in Minneapolis KS. I think around 2pm. I can see my dress and shoes. I remember the judge's wife saying she had seen our engagement picture in the paper. 

We never had a honeymoon. Mom always said she would plan a reception for us but that never happened. The only people who remember us on our anniversary were my 2 aunts in Denver, Mom, and a cousin from Denver. Not one other family member ever remembered. And my kids could not have cared less if they tried. So today I remember alone. I stopped at Willie's grave and talked to him. I cried there and when I got home.

Lunch at Jalisco's. I was not friendly to anyone. Probably did not matter. Think I most likely irritated my brother, in such a bad mood. Would have been nice to have just one person put their arm around my shoulders and say a kind word or two. I know. I know. I ask far too much.

Rain on the way and severe weather with flooding rain. Guess I will pull my car up under the roof.

Had Nico out just now. One of my turkey vultures flew over him so low I jumped and Nico barked!!!

Photos are more flowers from a couple of years ago. All from Lindsborg. I think at a local bed and breakfast.




















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