Changing

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Not only has this pandemic changed things...but we have had some other changes.  Or rather our daughters have.  But changes to your children tend to be a change to your life, too.

Our granddaughter now lives back in Indianapolis...1 1/2 hours away.    So that is a big change.  But one we will learn to deal with.  No other choice.

Our other daughter is in the process of transferring to Indianapolis...from St. Louis, so while one daughter moved  farther away, the other one is going to be a lot closer.  They will live about 3 miles from each other...we have not been over yet to see their houses.  Not sure when we will go.  My older daughter has been moving smaller things, and the movers are bringing her furniture tomorrow.

Then there are other changes that are happening in other areas that I can't speak of on here...though sometimes I think about writing a secret blog just to have a place to put down my feelings.  LOL  I knew a blogger once that did that.  It was open to the public, just no one knew it was her.

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I just spent the entire afternoon trying to help Roger find something he wanted on here, hunted and hunted for the right one, right size, right color, etc...he made decisions.  All this time, I seen no place where it mentioned for merchants only.    I try to place the order, and it says it has no record of me being a merchant!  I kid you not, I know I spent at least 2 hours, if not three sitting here doing that....I was so stiff I could hardly get up to go put clothes over in the dryer.

So, that was an afternoon spent...which I am almost glad it would not let me make the purchase.  He has now decided to wait to see things in person if it ever gets back to normal.  I was so afraid he would get it and it not be what he wanted.  Since his stroke, he will sometimes say he wants this or that, and I have to make the decision if I can trust what he is saying.  Sometimes I get it wrong.  I will get what he says, and then he will swear it is not what he wanted...

John Prine

I have thought at different times about posting this...probably a lot of you have not heard of John Prine.  He was a singer/songwriter.  He died April 7 from Covid 19.

I had a night of watching this and that video about/by him.  In one video he was driving around where he grew up in Illinois.  He would point out some place and tell how it led to some certain song.

The one that stuck in my mind was this one...Hello in There.  He said he had a friend that was a paper boy, and a lot of evenings he would ride around with him as he delivered the papers.  And sometimes actually helped deliver.  And they had a nursing home where they delivered papers.  He said a lot of the residents treated them as if they were their own family....and that is what led to this song:




If you don't like this version, try listening to the one Brandi Carlile did.   I really love her version.




"Hello In There"

We had an apartment in the city,
Me and Loretta liked living there.
Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown,
A life of their own left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha,
And Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
And I still don't know what for,
Don't matter anymore.

You know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder every day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."

Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more,
She sits and stares through the back door screen.
And all the news just repeat itself
Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.

Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,
We worked together at the factory.
But what could I say if he asks "What's new?"
"Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do."

You know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder every day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."

So if you're walking down the street sometime
And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello."