Today my friend Tony is being buried. Elsewhere today my friend Mike and his family are laying his dad to rest. While death is a natural part of life, it’s not one of the more fun aspects of it. The finality of the loss of a living being you have memories and history and love for, it’s tragic and leaves the color of the world a little bit duller and the sound of life more muted. But life goes on. I feel bad because I didn’t get the card in the mail to Beth until Friday and she wouldn’t have gotten it in time for the funeral. I sent a check for $500 to help with anything they needed. When I talked with Tony last, he lamented his credit rating wasn’t that good because everything was paid off and they had no payments so that’s good, but with three kids there are always expenses I’m guessing. And I’m almost positive that Tony left a bit earlier than he was intending to.

That leaves me thinking if things are ready should I suddenly be gone. We own everything except half the truck and a loan on the house for home improvement we haven’t used. I don’t have any kids so should I shuffle off this mortal coil, I actually walk away a winner with assets to disperse that Sandy gets all of and that should set her up for her remaining time, she also has kids that could give her a hand if needed so I think she’ll be fine. Should I somehow manage to outlive Sandy I’ll simply sell it all, build my barndo in the middle of nowhere, work gig jobs and live out my days in nature.