Wednesday, January 3, 2018

Chatting about life with my sister

I was chatting with my sister yesterday and she told me this - "When I die I want to be cremated and have my ashes scattered all over the Gulf coast of Florida." She asks what my plans are for the afterlife - You know to be honest with everyone I think about death more and more nowadays. I chalk the sentiment up to a few things. Mainly, it's the fact my mother died at fifty one. So I think there's a decent chance I meet the Grim Reaper soon. I hope I am wrong. On the other hand, the Astle genes are tremendous - grandpa was ninety when he passed and grandma lived to the ripe old age of one hundred and one, and dad is seventy five and kicking along okay. The Ferry side, well, the genes aren't near as lasting; it doesn't seem like it any way.

"Cammie," I tell her in a matter of fact tone, "My guess is I will die a poor and lonely man. I don't want a big fuss about things. How about a cremation and then scatter the ashes around Las Vegas for me. Would you do that for me if I died tomorrow?" She says she will and then the topic of discussion turns to something more enlightening - "Has any of your buddies from Kansas been out to see you lately?" - "No, not really," is my answer. She then asks if I had heard anything form uncle Ned lately - "No, not really," is my answer again. "Jeez, you sound like you have one of the most boring lives of anyone I know. I thought Las Vegas was suppose to be a fun town." I thought the same thing at one time as well.

"How is Joel getting along?" Our cousin Joel moved to Florida from Las Vegas a few months ago to assist Cammie with her business. "He's doing well," she then adds, "I have him dog walking and house sitting as we speak. He has added a lot to my business and I appreciate his efforts." We mumble on a little bit about the weather and then she says - "Who is this 20 dimes character that you were describing in one of your previous posts." I know this much for sure. Every one likes 20 - "I saw him the other day, he's still the same 20. I tell you what, they broke the mold with this guy." I offer to introduce the two next time she comes to town - "That sounds like a plan," she tells me, "He sounds like a true Vegas guy." I would say that's a solid way to describe 20.

It sucks knowing what is going to happen before it actually does. I am talking about the Chiefs. My prediction is they will beat the Titans and then lose where ever they have to play after that. Well, at least they won the division. I guess that will have to do.

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