Well, good Sunday afternoon, y’all! I hope you are still turnin’ right and goin’ straight out there!
Niece Passed on My Age ‘6’ Birthday
Since my last (7/12/2020) article, the profound shock was the unexpected passing of my age-36 niece. She was the oldest daughter of my brother, who is three years younger than me. (I had attained age ‘6’ on Friday, 7/17/2020. I had taken a day off, from work-at-office week, that day.) My brother called. He, in passing, wished me a happy birthday. His main reason to call was to tell me that his oldest daughter (he has two) died, unexpectedly, in her sleep -- in the early hours, approximately 2 AM to 4 AM, on my birthday. At least I’d taken the day off work.
My niece had been healthy. She had no known health trouble. We still don’t know why she died. We may find out more, eventually.
Her husband, his young adult daughter, and their three teenage daughters (ages 13, 15, 17) must endure the reality of my niece’s passing. I pray that they will do so, very closely to each other and even more closely to the Lord.
After various days and phone calls, on 7/23/2020, Thursday, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I were present for the funeral home gathering and then for the graveside service. I was one of the pallbearers. My youngest brother was one of the two ministers. The early part of the storm, which had been coming, started, as the graveside ended and as all the people were starting to leave.
The Lord knows the date and time, for each of us, when we leave this world, to move to everlastingness. We don’t. My niece left this world too early, according to the usual passing of life. Of course, we all know that people can pass early in life.
The main point is: be ready to go Home! I’m ready. Are you? If not, please post a comment on this article! That will begin the process of helping you get ready!
Life Goes on Details
The following are chronological notes, about life going on (such as it is), within the context of the passing of my niece – since my last, 7/12/2020, article.
7/16/2020, Thursday: I took a work-at-office-week one-hour leave, to get a much needed COVID-19 compliant haircut. My good barber has a second line of income. He is focused on that now, since his hair-cutting income line has been taking a COVID-19 compliant “clipping” (pun intended). He works on Thursday only, by appointment, for now. I had a fine haircut, as usual.
7/17/2020, Friday: see my previous remarks. Also, I started the process that will result in a refinance of our home mortgage. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I are close enough to owning our home. The refinance will speed up the payoff. By the way, the loan officer, a fine man, has a birthday on mine! He’s twelve years younger than me. Maybe, one of these days, he will try to keep up with me, when we both hike “My Mountain” together. We’ll see.
Also, on that day, we received a letter from our current president. It seems that he values our opinions greatly. He wants us to make comments on his survey. He, by the way, needs our campaign contribution to him – at least $15, to cover the cost of his letter to us. Hum. I’ll have a bit of fun with my reply to him, in a few days.
7/18/2020, Saturday: Mrs. Appalachian Irishman attained the age of a ’57 Chevy. (Oops!) Her not-a-semi-intelligent phone had the white screen of death. After some effort, on 7/25/2020, Saturday, with help from Cindy, at Straight Talk Wireless, I remembered how to reboot her phone! It works! I have a MS Word document now, to help me remember, lest I forget, what I remembered finally! (Several years ago, in my pre-bionic body parts days, her phone, or mine, had the same problem. I’d forgotten how to fix the white screen of death. My excuse: on 3/29/2016, my one brain cell took a significant concussion!)
7/20/2020, Monday: this was my work-at-home week, but for some, unknown, reason, I drove to/from office today ONLY. (It’s work insanity.) I received my Tennessee “Real ID!” It has the little yellow star on it. That makes it “real.” On 7/7/2020, Tuesday, during my work-at-home week, I took 8 AM to 9 AM off work, to go to the Knox County Clerk office (Halls location). I was the first in line, about 7:40 AM. Yes, I had the required mask. After several others had formed in line behind me, at 8 AM on the dot, I walked (as I’ve been able to walk, since 6/16/2016) in. I went through the hoops and paid the money to get me one of them “thar” new-fangled “Real IDs!” I got a paper, temporary one that day. On 7/20/2020, I got my plastic “Real ID,” by mail! URAH!
Question: if my driver’s license -- which I’ve had, since age 15, for Tennessee, Missouri, then Tennessee again -- has not been a “real ID” all these years, how have I been getting along? Was it a fake ID? Well, I have me a “Real ID” now! It’s just a way for ‘govrmint’ to scam more money from us, folks! Oh, well, at least I did NOT pay extra, for my “Real ID!” It was the normal cost of renewing my previous, apparently fake, ID!
Note: the County Clerk’s office was “allowed,” by COVID-19 regulations, to open again, on 7/6/2020. I’d known that for several weeks. I waited. I’m patient. I beat the bureaucracy, by paying the SAME price, to renew my “fake” driver’s license, for a “Real ID!” I won!
7/22/2020, Wednesday: our contractor and his associate arrived here, after my work-at-home was done. Both are fine men, about my age, a little younger. We talked about various details. My contractor and I signed, on the tailgate (down) of my new ol' truck, our agreement, which we had verbally and eye-to-eye before, as men. His work and eventual full payment from us starts on 7/27/2020, Monday. His crew and he will do a fine job, on our deck, etc. (I might post a few photos once the job is done.) After they left, the storm hit! Well, we’ve had storms or rain every day, until today, 7/26/2020, Sunday. We had needed the rain.
Our contractor is the only one of four contractors, whom I’d contacted, that seems to want to make some money! It’s his win and their loss!
Hey! It’s 5:15 PM, at the writing of this sentence! I’ll finish and publish this article, even before Mrs. Appalachian Irishman comes into my home office, to tell me that supper is ready!
My age 36 niece left this space time continuum, boot camp, world far too early in life, on my 7/17/2020 age ‘6’ birthday anniversary. I hope she was ready to meet her Maker. Life, such as it is, has gone, and continues to go, on. We endure, by His grace.
I’m still standing here. I ain’t breathin’ hard (from a “Rocky” movie). I’ve taken up the Good Lord’s free gift offer. I’ve tried to life in appreciation of His free gift. I’ve been a fulltime evangelist and missionary. I’m still a missionary, under the maxim “you’re either a missionary or a mission area.” I just don’t, unfortunately, have the option to be paid for fulltime work in the field.
So, for my “millions” of readers out there, IF you have NOT taken up the Good Lord’s free gift offer, PLEASE comment on this article. This will start our process of direct communication! I WILL do the best that I can to help you toward His offer, by salvation through his Son!
Otherwise, to my readers who have already taken up His free gift offer, y’all keep turnin’ right and goin’ straight out there – in appreciation of His gift!
At 5:52 PM, now, I’m hungry! When’s supper dear? I beat you this time! (I did a few things, and I proof read my article, from 5:15 PM to now.)