In the slow times of summer the kids tend to get restless. When I get home from work my first order of business is to start cooking supper. The trick is to get the boys interested in something that doesn't involve Disney Channel and/or SpongeBob.
As they as sitting quietly downstairs I open up the entertainment center and drag out 3 cases of old tapes. Yes tapes - no CD's. No iPod. Tapes.
So for the last hour or so they've been downstairs listening to Master of Puppets, Van Halen I, etc. My oldest even asked if I had any Hendrix.
Almost brings a tear to my eye.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
R.I.P John B.
We say goodbye to a friend tomorrow.
Our co-worker and close friend John died last Thursday evening of an apparent heart attack. He was 51 years old and leaves behind a son who has just graduated high school. He's supposed to be attending school here this fall but all bets are off on that.
We're a small group at work. When one of us goes on vacation it's a little different in the office. He was always there for you. Outside of the Stores office they had printed the word "Sanctuary" on some label material and placed it on the door. It meant that if you needed to vent about anything you could go in there, sip some coffee and vent. I know I did a few times.
We'll miss John. I miss him now. Peace John.
Our co-worker and close friend John died last Thursday evening of an apparent heart attack. He was 51 years old and leaves behind a son who has just graduated high school. He's supposed to be attending school here this fall but all bets are off on that.
We're a small group at work. When one of us goes on vacation it's a little different in the office. He was always there for you. Outside of the Stores office they had printed the word "Sanctuary" on some label material and placed it on the door. It meant that if you needed to vent about anything you could go in there, sip some coffee and vent. I know I did a few times.
We'll miss John. I miss him now. Peace John.
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