End Of Life Planning
End of life planning may sound macabre, but we should all think
about it. Ginger and I are basically alone now. Our son and his family live in
Kansas, and will likely never return to Seymour, and our immediate families are
now gone. Only distant relatives live nearby, and none are truly close. My dad
was a cowboy and cook, and we lived an itinerant lifestyle, moving from place
to place over the years. I attended three different grade schools, one junior
high, and two high schools, making few lifelong friends. Ginger was born in a
small farm and ranch community also, and then after we married, travelled all
over the US with me. Although we returned to the area we were from, retiring in
Seymour, my birthplace, it was decided we would be buried in Ginger’s hometown.
Thus, we purchased our plots and headstone in Goree, Texas, where her family is
buried.
Now don’t get me wrong, we’re still not ready to be laid to
rest, but someone has to make the arrangements for our final resting place, and
who better than ourselves? Our son will inherit our property, and all my pulp,
paperback, and digest magazine collection; what he will do with any of it, no
one knows. On the humorous side, as a twenty-year military veteran, I am well
trained in evade and escape, and I’ve already figured my way of escaping from that place! Although Ginger told me to
forget it, she was paying for a concrete cover after we’ve been put under –
sigh. Clicking on pictures will enlarge them.
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