Glad it’s Friday. Really glad!
Bad news this morning, my friend, Percy, died yesterday. He was 97 years old. He used to walk around our cul-de-sac for exercise and I used to talk to him. He was from Cuba and referred to Fidel Castro’s government as “this new government” Every time he saw me he’d say “Hi Mark! How are you?!?” He is being buried in Cuba this weekend. I was hoping he’d make it to 100 years old, at least.
When I woke up this morning, the dawgs were desperate to go outside. So I took them before my shower instead of after. I saw Perceys grandson and he told me. Everything happens for a reason…
No plans this weekend, wife’s working Saturday…
I’m sorry to hear about Percy’s passing. It always hits you in the gut when someone passes, no matter if you’ve expected it or not.
Have a good weekend!
So sorry for the loss of your friend.
Sorry about Percy but 97 was a good age at least. We hope he rests in peace back home in Cuba. Have a fabulous Friday.
Best wishes Molly
i’m sorry for the loss of your friend. 97 is a good old age.
Sorry to hear that!
How great that you got to know him and some of his story. Losing the old ones makes our world a little less, the silence they leave behind is loud.
sorry about your friend…should now call your walks a percy..going to go take a percy..
Not an easy thing. God was gracious to give him 97 years.