Good dogs deserve to be remembered. Remembering my good dog Dover. He got me through the hardest parts of being a widow. Forever grateful. Rest In Peace. Dover, July 4th, 2014 – May 12th, 2020.
Feeling emboldened by the fact that the quarantine has given readers more time to read, I am not holding back in the word count department (or the run-on sentence department), & here’s Part 1 of several “RAISING A GLASS” posts to fill your quaran-time. This one is “To Neighbors”. My neighbors . . . If you are a bluegrass music fan, then you might even know of my neighbors, even have them playing on your turntable as you read this . . . Read on.
I shamelessly use my pets to build my social media influence and promote stuff. And this is some of my best work . . . Nordgreen Watch Week – The Dover Edition.
Three years ago, a few weeks after my husband’s death in September, we had his memorial service at our/my house on a hot and dry Southern California Fall day in early October. So many of our/my dear friends and family took care of everything, (and I mean everything!) in organizing, preparing and pulling off the enormous job of a memorial service at home. It was a massive undertaking and they all, to a person, did a magnificent job.