prune picker

This is the blog of a prune picker. Retired oilfield. I am an old man. Will be 90 next July 20. I blog a lot about my body. As I approach death some things work erratically. I am able to attend sports and bluegrass events. I attend swim class three times a week. Some of my blogs might be interesting. A lot of my blogs are silly and trivial. Read at your own risk.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Chris and I together again, forever.

The ashes of my beloved oldest son Chris have arrived from the mortuary in California. They are in a brown plastic box 4 by 6 by 8 inches.  It is likely that Chris and I will share the 400 square feet of our fifth wheel trailer home until I die.

The ashes of my wife Jackie are in our gravesite at the Arlington National Cemetery. There is a reserved spot in the gravesite for a hole for my ashes. I am reasonably sure that Chris's ashes can be placed in that hole with my ashes. My desire is that a member or members of my family carry Chris's and my ashes to Arlington at a convenient time after my death.

Jackie, Chris, and I could be together for a long long time.

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