I went home to Charleston last night for the visitation for George Simmons. The main reason I went was for his wife, Dr. Sue Shepard. You can go home again if you are willing to accept and adapt to all the changes. First place, the Methodist Church is on East Marshall Street instead of Main Street and all the people you think you might know in the visitation line are older than you remember. I talked to Jim Cullison and Jim Moreton in the line and then Betty Hearnes and Pam Ferrell came in. There was a delegation from SEMO in the back of the line -- Loretta Prater, Mary Ann Deline and Smith and Simin Cwick . I visited with everyone I knew to visit with and I didn't dally.
It was a big afternoon to me. My rental house sold and that is done. Yea. I got in the car with Mark and Heather, went to Charleston and came back and ate at Logan's. I was still a bit undone when I finally came home. Went to bed and left the lights on downstairs. Today I will get back down to a sense of reality.
And the load is off for the rent house. Yea!
I whispered to my sister, Betty, that I sold my rent house and she said, "You should never have bought that which I knew! I had to get back to Cape. Hardly had time to say anything else! She was with Pam Ferrell.
at 75th birthday party
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