For the last couple of days my thoughts have been about those who are no longer with us. Maybe because Memorial Day is coming up, but think my mind headed in this direction because I learned that someone who I worked with some 40 years ago, had passed away.
It was in 1977 when Carol and I first met. This was my first “grown up” job since graduating the year before. I was a policy and procedure documentation writer and then was cross-trained to run the bank’s profitability and staffing reports. Somewhere along the way Carol and I discovered that we had the same quirky sense of humor and were generally the two who organized department events. Our senior VP’s office was close by and his admin was frequently walking over to tell us to keep the noise down. This week I learned that she passed away last February of cancer. And then I started remembering the good times. It happens that friends sometimes drift away, which is what happened with Carol and I. Our careers and our co-workers went in different directions. I learned from reading her obituary that she devoted much of her free time visiting and knitting items for a variety of people who needed extra care. At lot happens in 40 years.
And today would have been our mom’s 88th birthday. Also named Carol, she passed away in 1983 at the age of 54. She shared May 25th as a birthday with her grandfather. I included a picture of them taken in 1940.
While in this reflective mood I bought the ingredients to make chicken noodle soup. (Nope, not tired of it yet.) Good use of the leftover chicken from last night.
After dinner I went for a walk. It had been raining most of the day and was nice to get out of the house. The marina is about a block away and could see tonight’s sunset. Wow! I took a bunch of pictures and couldn’t decide which one I liked most. Somehow, an amazing sunset was a great way to wrap up today’s memories.