People are crazy and times are strange I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range I used to care, but things have changed Bob Dylan - Things have Changed It's been a while. I never wanted to let this blog go for as long as I have but things happened. First off for whatever reason we lost our Facebook accounts - both for this blog and my personal account. I still don't have access to it and by now, I've reached the conclusion that I never will. Most, if not all of my readership came from Facebook. Then we had some changes in the job, some health problems. Some things that made 2024 a mess, and before I knew it is the middle of November and I'm looking at a blank page and asking myself " What can I write about?" So, just to fill everyone in, I'm slowly but surely poking my head out and again. I'm working in insurance again and even created my own website to help - ReppartWilson.com - which will be my business site, I'm even debating
Before my mother passed back in October of 2020, she and my dad has basically consolidated their lives to a small 2 room apartment building. In the brutal logic that both my mom and dad practiced it made sense. Less to maintain as they grew older meant less to worry about. Their sons were married and had moved away from home a long time ago. They didn't need much or wanted much. They lived simple lives and would rather spend their days on things they enjoyed like watching a family of deer romp in a field that their balcony overlooked. Going out to dinner and spending time with loved ones and family. When she passed unexpectedly and Gary, my brother, and I cleaned out the apartment, we were still amazed by the junk they had accumulated. Somehow, we managed to get through the days. When my dad passed , it was a little easier to not only deal with his passing, but to clean what he had left in his bedroom. The original paint and drapes Now Sue and I are going through our off