Prune picker

This is the blog site of an old man. As a native Californian I call myself a prune picker. I live in a fifth wheel trailer. My front door is 25 steps from my daughter’s front door in the Piney Woods of North Louisiana. My blogs are often silly and or trivial, and some times educational and serious. I hope that some are interesting. None are long.

Preparing these blogs seems to fill a need in my life. I am compelled to do it. It helps fill the time until I die. It gives me something to do everyday.

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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