The Honor Was Mine...

HImom
Mon, 23 Jan 2017 07:42:47 +0000

My relative was dismayed to learn that the local oyster industry was badly harmed by an oil spill but couldn’t get a bank loan to replenish their stock so they could stay in business. She and her spouse loaned them the money that she was sure they’d recover from the company that spilled the oil, saving the oyster company (they repaid her every penny when they recovered as predicted). We visited her and purchased some of the sweetest oysters ever at that farm.

I love the story about the guitar–music surely is a universal language and I’m sure that memory will live on in all your lives.

I was saddened to be told by the bone marrow registry that they couldn’t leave me on the donor list because of my chronic health issues–not sure whether for my protection or the potential recipients or both.

So many sweet stories on this thread.