Trapped! Everyone wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die!

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Some of us have thought of how we would prefer to meet the ‘Grim Reaper!’

I have been present with family members more than once when the last breath was taken. That is a SAD but SPECIAL time.

I just read of the explosion at a mill in PA.  The explosion leaves some ‘trapped’ inside. My heart goes out to them. Of all the ways to die, I sure do not want to be trapped and KNOW there was NO one able o get to me.

Many years ago the military paid in cash.  When a ship left port it had enough money to pay every one aboard for a few months; therefore there was a lot of cash aboard a US ship. On of my jobs aboard placed me inside a steel compartment with my M1 rifle loaded with 3 rounds. There were 5 safes in that compartment. When the OD (Officer of the Day) left me, he locked the steel hatch on the outside.

Looking back that was a weird feeling. I laughed at the thought of death back then Several people knew I was there. BUT if the ship would start sinking fast, Imma doubting if I would be the top of their minds. AS you guess, I had no worries since that was over 70 years ago. LOL

Trapped!!!! Thousands of folks have headed for eternity from that position. That does have one advantage, you have time to talk to the Lord, :-O

Horatio Spafford Wrote “Is it Well with My Soul” after his 4 daughters died when their ship sank.”

I don’t hear that song many times, but when I do, my mind wanders back out to sea and the many souls whose bodies are below the surface.  Great question, “IS IT WELL WITH YOUR SOUL?

Love you guys, THANKS for taking time to stop by.

 

Nite Shipslog

 

PS Thanks for stopping by the shipslog,  I do enjoy comments, thanks….  I am glad you took the time to read this mess.

 

Executor / Executrix

 

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I think I have touched on this subject before. Have you ever been in charge of the final will and testament of someone other than a spouse?

It is a tough position to be stuck in, no matter the size of the estate. Shucks, I knew a man who only owned one thing, that was a TV.  Even then there was a big argument, he had left no will of course.

WE humans are weird when it comes to inheritance. Sweet people, at times, become horrid.  Of course when the value is in the millions (nothing firsthand there) but I hear & read, the situations become VERY STRAINED.

If I had a rich Uncle and I was in his will, I would try to stay a nice guy, I am sure of that.

I know, (Or I have read and heard,) this statement:

‘Money cannot buy happiness, but it can ease the pain!’

                              AND

“Someone else said this about that: I hear Money cannot buy happiness, but I would not mind giving it a try!”

Now I do KNOW something learned over many years experience, A wonderful Loving companion, makes money much less important..

Y’all take care.

Nite Shipslog

 

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Professionals and other real people

 

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Dr. Talamantes above, below her office

So for today:

People in different areas of our country have many different traits and personalities. I enjoy speaking with folks who have a definite brogue or accent. In our country Southern folks have a drawl or used to more than now. I always smiled when folks from Mass had a rough time saying Summer, it came out as Summa. They seemed to lose the ‘r’.  Then when Pres. JFK was taking about Cuba it came out Cuber, he found the ‘r’.

The next is changing some, but down south we have a rough time just speaking or stating facts.  Meaning Southern families’ tendency, when someone asks: “Can I come over for a few minutes visit?” NO MATTER IF THE FAMILY IS arguing OR someone has RUNNY BOWELS! The answer most of the time is : “GREAT COME ON OVER!” 

Then the rush begins, straightening the house, trying to find cookies or getting coffee ready, and nearly having a stroke. ……………. It seems impossible for the family member to simply state, ‘now is not a good time, what about tomorrow?’

In our travels I met a wonderful lady dentist in Ciudad Acuna, Mex, just across the river from Del Rio. She did a marvelous job at a great price. A year or so later I needed some work done and we made an appointment. She was Mex/American lived in DelRio but practiced across the river.   

I commented on her new hair style, it was short. She did the work but after she finished installing the last upper molar cap.  She took time to explain I was her first appt after Cancer treatment and she should not have done the work, she said she was not strong enough to install the cap properly and I would probably need to use a water pick along with brushing. I am so sorry. The mistake was mine.

She was right. But I have always appreciated her honesty, still do. I realized later, Yes, her hair style was different, Sherry said it was just growing back.

 

Dr. Aide Talamantez completed my first sessions for $750, a dentist in Florida had given me the price of thousands of $..

Nite Shipslog

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AGAIN THANKS for reading the  Shipslog. Sure do appreciate you folks  who take time to read this stuff.  And remember, if you have a problem, things will work out!

 

Old Men…..

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Once on a visit to their home somewhere, Buddy & DI took us on a tour that included Sandia Peak that is  near Albuquerque.  Yeah they move a lot too!

This is the old man, I am sure I am younger than him. LOL

So for today:

Most men (boys) I know really liked the series, “Happy Days”. Most of us look back and think we were the ‘Fonz!’

There were a lot of boys I hung with and had a good time. BUT, but of course we all could not be ‘The Fonz’. However, watching the program each week we saw that the writers & producers were pretty good at including most character personalities of that time frame.

In my life, there was one threesome, VonDAle, Buddy (Richard) and Jack. Vonnie had a Motorcycle, and he was cool (we all were) LOL. .  Vondale and I hung together. Then a few years after us two met, Buddy came along. We all fit sorta like a glove and had a great relationship, never a falling out or gripe session. If we had a Fonz, it was Bud.

 

If you read Victor here, Blogsville, you see an OLD man who is witty and missed his calling as a priest.  Lately I read that Victor's priest looked forward to his confessions, (if for nothing more than the entertainment). I mentioned Victor because of his wit.  In our group, Buddy was the witty one, great with the great immediate comeback.

WE see each other seldom in our LATER years. But once at Bud and Di’s home in Florida, he said he read the Shipslog every day. Sherry and I mentioned lately,  we need to see Bud and Di on our next trip down to Florida.

And ‘just like that’ yesterday, I believe his first comment ever and it was Buddy to a ‘T’!

Wellllll......., tomorrow I will be as old as you, but until midnight tonight I'm still 85. I was gonna type something else but I forgot. I hope to see you guys before I become "Bud In The Mud" or before you become "Jack In The Box." Miss you two!!

Yep that is Buddy. The rascal found a young girl in the UK tricked her into marrying him and brought her to this side of the pond.  She is a sweet, loving and UNDERSTANDING lady, she must me, I KNOW Buddy!

 

Nite Shipslog

PS: 

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Technology, WHY?

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During the day I see or think of something that would make a good blog entry, THEN I FORGET! Lately I have faced barriers that SHOULD NOT be complicated. Most 14 yr old kids could smile and touch the right spot or click the right ‘meme’ (what ever they are now).

I bitch and gripe all the time LATELY about changes.  I KNOW it is age, but still, that doesn’t solve the problem.

LATELY I have been trying to get my ducks in a row about the legal end of this house swap.  A few months ago I could have went into our county records and copied ALL I need.  Now I go there and find notes like:

ADDRESS CHANGED for REGISTER OF DEEDS, we are improving the system to prevent more errors and infringement of YOUR RIGHTS!!!!!  Scan this (and a cute little ???? is there) and get answers. Dang-it, I don’t scan stuff. Or call this number xxxxxxx. (I don’t talk on the phone!!!!)

When I finally get where I think I want to be,…..I AIN’T!!!

IMMA tell you, driving nails and sawing lumber still makes sense and  if I didn’t think this computer was necessary, I would throw it away!  LOL

BUT, but, It sure is easier to type a letter.  AND I must admit, when I find I have made a mistake on a document, it sure is easier to correct and reprint it.  AND YES, I even enjoy blogging, SOOOOO I will try to shut up and TRY to live with these well meaning youngsters who make all these changes to MAKE LIFE BETTER for this generation. HA!

I do relish the thought that if time goes on one day these same geniuses will be in the same boat I am in. ;-)

……………………………….WON’T THEY?????.................

Odd note: Oh yeah, I have heard about personal data being lifted from Old computers. So I did something lately. I burned an old laptop in our fire pit. I was shocked, it took less than 2 minutes to burn. All that was left was a skinny metal frame. Boy was I surprised that it even burned.

Nite Shipslog

 

PS Thanks for stopping by the shipslog, Presently being maintained while in North Carolina , but wishing I was in Maine……………… or even Alaska!

And Just like that!

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The first Uniform, same girl!

The second uniform, Looking at baby JJ thru the window of our trailer in Mississippi

So for today:

Most around us know we are moving, slowly, but we are moving.  WE are trading homes with our Granddaughter Sherece. So today, she brought over some boxes of stuff to leave in the basement.

She came up to check when Grandma wanted her hair done.  She is Sherry’s magical hairdresser, she is a natural beautician, but since she is full-time in import/export processing she only does hair on the side.

As we talked without any prompting or hinting about uniforms she said, “Grandpa, you have a uniform over at my house that has a note on it, ‘For my Burial’, do you want it over here or just leave it in the closet at my house?”

Yep, just like that my mystery is solved and I will be buried in my uniform and not be nekked.

WE owned that home for awhile so somehow I left some stuff there for years now. But now I can rest easy, mystery is solved…

Amazing how much of life comes at you from left field. And it is so funny that things seem to work themselves out in this life…….. at times.

Nite Shipslog

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AGAIN THANKS for reading the  Shipslog. It is nice to know some folks will read this stuff.  Smile HE is good! And things will work out!

How did that happen?

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Chief Darnell in uniform (with a pretty lady of course)

Note about carpets:  Chatty brought up a good point, that carpets can house many things to which some folks are allergic .  Yep good point!

So for today:

Yes, we are still downsizing a little. I just burned about 30 pounds of history from our files. Up to 10 years of tax returns and about the same amount of medical and financial records. I filed too much over the years. 

My girl has been folding clothes she deems good enough to give to a charity.  We are not sure who takes the clothes but will check.  I did get rid of about 10 or more shirts.

And just like that, I realized I was missing something.. There are things I have planned for years. We were taught by parents who knew what they were saying, put something away for a rainy day. They lived thru the great depression, they knew somethings, we all gotta know that.

My blog entry was going to be about the first financial thing we learned, we NEED a budget.  Now that is on the back burner.

Do you realize how many uniforms I have worn? Every branch of service has winter and summer uniforms. Of those they have dress and work uniforms.

My last uniform was that of a USN Chief. I planned for Sherry to bury me in my Chief’s uniform.  So as I looked thru the closets, I am missing my uniform. I wanted folks to comment as they passed, Jack sure looks good as a Chief!  Shucks, now I won’t hear a word.  I am depressed. LOL.

I am hoping it is down in the RV, but I sorta doubt it.  Where could it be I have asked myself and Sherry .

I sure hope it shows up, Imma gonna be disappointed if I am buried nekkid, they can’t open the casket I would be embarrassed!

Ever ask yourself, HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?

Nite Shipslog

 

PS Thanks for stopping by the shipslog, Presently being maintained while in North Carolina .   I HAVE A MYSTERY TO SOLVE…..  But I love you guys….