I sure am happy that things have warmed up a little bit. This morning was the first time in a long time that it didn’t feel like I was driving a rock to work. The shocks didn’t feel like they were going to break over every little bump on the road.
Coming in to work this morning there was a cop car that was driving right beside me when it started to drift into my lane enough that I put on the brakes and turn to my right. If that had of been the other way around I would have been on the side of the road showing the officer my licence. I’m guessing he was on his computer and not concentrating on his driving because within a couple of seconds his lights were on and he made a U-turn and was off in the other direction. Distracted driving? That would be my guess.
Yesterday afternoon we attended a send off for my wife’s cousin, Don Langford. Don passed away a couple of days after Christmas and before he made his final journey he stipulated that he wanted a “celebration of life” as opposed to a funeral. He figured a funeral home was a little too depressing for people. I’m with him on that. Don’s celebration of life was held at the 7 Oaks on Albert St. It was the first time I’ve ever had to stand in line for 5 minutes to attend a service. As they say in the mob, “The man had friends.” That he did, and lots of them! It was standing room only. A testament to the kind of man he was.
R.I.P. Don, it was great to know you. As Vince Gill sang, “Your work on earth is done!”