So, I thought I'd write down some observations from the day...
On the way out of work today, I saw an area of the street where I work sectioned off by police tape. As I moved further up the street toward my bus stop I began to see police lights and police officers. There was a large Coke truck parked by the side of the road with a parking ticket on it and there were police men working in the road on something hidden by a strategically placed police car. There was a large black shield blocking the ground and I saw a gurney.
Someone said someone died. There were several unmarked cars within the surrounded area. I couldn't tell if someone had gotten runover. I thought of the oft drunk homeless man that usually hangs out in the entry way on the side of the street I was walking. I haven't been able to find any information online about it.
As I looked out the bus window on the way home, my co-worker and I saw a policeman start to roll up a black tarp. I think it was used to cover the deceased. Very shocking and very sad. There weren't too many onlookers, but I have to imagine they were there quite a while working on getting things straight. Ever reminds you that when it's your time, it's your time and that's the end of the story.
God bless his or her family, if there are any.
At ESL tonight my pastor conducted a conversation class on why he likes books. He read a lovely children's story called, "Marigold and the Dragon." It was very cute; his favorite from when he was a boy. He then pulled out his bright red, gold-embossed version of The Lord of the Rings and shared that this book was his favorite when he was a young man. He spoke about how he and his wife read the book to his four sons when they were children. They all became very engrossed in the story together, as a family. What a great bonding time for them. So different than just watching a TV show or even a movie together.
Instantly my biological clock went off. What books would I read to my children? Oh yeah, I don't have any. (You're invited to my pity party!) I'd read The Little House on the Prairie series with my girl(s), for sure. Maybe the boys, if they were into it. It reminds me now of reading The Wind in the Willows with my mom when I was younger. We never finished it. We did have favorite movies together though; The Swiss Family Robinson was our family favorite. I'm not sure how many times we rented it; at least enough times so that we would have saved if we had just bought a copy.
Then there was a copy of Top Gun that we "borrowed" (for ten years!) from the Hinds family. My brother and I watched that, (and "Road House") a zillion times.
Which brings me back to the beginning of my day, when I started it off with an early morning phone call to Jene to wish her a very happy birthday this 29th of June. I got to talk to Aidan on the phone; he gave me kisses and said "Hi" and "Byebye" - the clock didn't go off until later today though. I'm sure it was just waiting for another trigger.
Happy 32nd Birthday, Jene Marie K., and Happy 38th Anniversary, Mom and Dad!
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