Today I went to Chris Thayer’s face book page and my heart stopped when I saw this picture.
At first I thought it was my father but something was not right. Then I realized it was my brother. I did not see him the last two years of his life and he has been gone for over 5 years so I don’t remember him looking this old. He was only 79, he died just after his 80th birthday. I knew him as Brother and he has been missed by the whole family and town. He took care of my sister and I as we grew up so my heart just stopped for a moment when I saw this. So then I went through Chris’s other pictures and took several for my memory book. I love making jigsaw puzzles so I get pictures I want to keep of the family and make them into puzzles and make them whenever I want to relax. When I make pictures like this I always have a good cry while I am making them and feel so much better. They take all the cares of the world off my shoulders, just as he did when he was young.
This is how I remember Brother!
We have been busy this week planning our spring vacation. Spring is the time for vacations here in Florida as the winters can be to cold and summers are way to HOT so spring is important. We are planning a trip to Disney to celebrate out 66th wedding anniversary and then a cruise in March because that is when the prices drop on the cruises. That will end our vacation and we will buckle in for the hot summer. In New Hampshire we always buckled in the the long winter and ended or broke up that by taking a trip to Florida or Bermuda the end of Feb. Now it is the other way around but still we celebrate the end of winter.
Guess that is all the news from here. I’ll end with a loving memory of Warren, my brother when he first left our small New Hampshire town.
He looked so lost. We thought he was a hero and I guess we still do. Oh, one more thing about when we were young. New Hampshire was where God said he made men, God hung out his shingle to advertise this.
This is “The Old Man of the Mountains” that used to be in the White Mountains in New Hampshire. It is no longer there. Nature and time destroyed it, God took down his sign. I have always said when Warren died and Norman, my husband left and men like Don Larabee died God decided to take in his sign, things had changed too much. Have a great day.