On July Fourth, my wife, Lyn, injured her leg and hip while on a mission trip in Ecuador. She is scheduled for knee surgery on Nov. 19, and I am sure she will have several weeks of recovery and physical therapy. She has had her peaks and valleys but has endured.
Also, we have had most of the inside walls and ceilings painted in our house with lots of stuff taken down and put back up. There are some electrical projects and a need for a new hot-water heater. We celebrate when projects, big or small, are finished.
After Lyn returned from Ecuador, I continued doing the chores for our nine chicken girls which seemed to confuse them. Thankfully, she now shows up riding an electric scooter. Three chickens, Ameraucana breed, were adopted in March. They are multi-colored and very beautiful. In the last few weeks, they have matured and started laying eggs with some producing light blue eggs instead of the normal light green eggs. The other chicken girls lay brown eggs, so my thought is that next Easter, I won’t have to color any eggs.
Our therapy dog, Stuart had his 15th birthday in September. His 15 years figure to be around 100 years in “dog years.” For a couple of years, he’s taken a few more naps daily. If either Lyn or me begin to take an afternoon nap, Stuart does his best version of a “high five” as he joins us. He seems to know when Lyn is hurting and is trying his best to make her feel better.
Oh, we are working on a new schedule due to the end of Daylight Savings time. Stuart keeps asking for his dinner on that schedule, but we are adjusting.
Stuart continues to be very busy. We continue to visit two nursing homes on Tuesday mornings. We have gained many friends who are residents and we enjoy meeting members of their families and the tremendous staff workers at both locations. Thursdays are big days for us. We visit two elementary schools in Beech Grove. Stuart loves it when the students arrive in the room and read stories to him.
Last week, my high school class, Southport High School Class of 1960, lost another member, Robert (Bob) Hohn. We did not attend the same grade school but had known each other for 65 years.
I was able to visit the funeral home Friday and visited with Bob’s widow, Linda, and one of his daughters. It was heartening to see quite a few of our classmates present, too. The Class of 1960 is so awesome.
Bob often attended our monthly class breakfast Wednesday, so we were able to tell members who had not heard of his passing Monday. During the visitation Friday, Bob’s daughter assured us that she would attend one of our future breakfasts to hear some great “Bob Hohn” stories.