Sunday Mourning Coming Down


I just learned from Mark at that our blogger friend, Paul Curran, just passed away. Ever the walking wikipedia, gentleman Paul, living in Ottawa, Canada, had recently survived some serious surgery and (seemingly) come out stronger. But today I learned that he was no longer with us. I went outside and looked at the sky and thought about him, never seeing any more sunsets, but maybe seeing something better than we could ever comprehend.

And if you never got to chat with Paul, here is one of his many tales and tidbits he shared over the years. This one was from last May 5th.

My Nan was born in 1900 (she passed away in 1992 after living in the same house all her life until the last week she spent in hospital). She always dressed in a floral print dress with low heels and a sweater – usually knitted. The dress she would have made herself until about 1960. Except for gifts, she always made all her sweaters up until the day she passed. Nan always had her knitting bag with her and she would sit and chat or listen to the radio while she knitted. She would not think about going out unless she had dressed carefully and put on her heels and make up and did her hair. And she absolutely loved going for drives in the car. You could load her up and go anywhere and she would be happy. We used to take her on vacation and she was awesome – we went to Virginia, New York, Boston (visiting each), Toronto, Montreal, etc. Just sit her in the back seat, give her the occasional cup of tea and she was content. When I was young, we had a station wagon and my parents had the front seats, Nan had the rear seat and my friend and I owned the rear of the station wagon. We pulled a travel trailer (and later rented motor homes)and all the luggage would be in there.

Perhaps you are riding in a station wagon with Nan right now. Here’s to you, my blogger friend.


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