I’ve decided to skip the article I had planned to post on my blog this week. If you read my last post about building forts and my book on growing up in the ‘50s I should tell you that my partner in crime as a kid and my close buddy for over 65 years, Dick Whitaker, passed away last night.
I may or may not post this, since I’m still trying to process the loss. Since I know Dick’s faith, I’m sure we’ll meet again. I don’t want this to be a eulogy, because many of you don’t know Dick and anything I say might be distorted by emotions.
Anyway, I’ll get back to my normal ramblings next week.