It all started over a pile of sh*t
Saturday, February 13, 2010
The father in law is doing OK; treading water for now until we find out if he is strong enough for surgery.
The neighbor is NOT doing well and will probably have to go into a nursing home. He fell again trying to get to the bathroom in the middle of the night. He has a sister close by who's been staying with him overnight and we've spent afternoons/evenings with him to give the sister a break.
WHERE are his two good-for-nothing sons?
I'm pretty mad about both of them. One is a MINISTER and says he's "too busy" with his congregation -- to visit his OWN FATHER? He lives about 2 hours away. The other is on disability, so no job -- but can't drive the hour to visit or help out.
I don't know what the whole story is but it seems like there HAS to be more to the story. I do understand that once the mother dies, men don't do well about getting together.
But in all the time we've lived here they've only visit their father twice a year, never on the same day. The really sad part is our neighbor doesn't have any money because 10 years ago he gave his sons all of his property, about 100 acres, including the house he lives in. The two boys promptly sold it all and have spent the money.
I can't believe how anyone could be so stupid as to do that, but he did, and now when he has a big payment or car repair he has to ask the sons for money.
Anyway, sad story that won't end happily no matter what. The neighbor also has emphasema (spelling) so he's just in bad shape all around.
Our friendship with this guy started about 4 years ago over a pile of sh*t. Literally!
The guy that owns all of the neighbor's property now grazes cows on the land and had mucked out a barn in the fall of 2005. TC saw that big ole pile of sh*t and immediately fell in love! Soil in this part of Arkansas is really poor (which is why they graze cattle rather than farm) and TC had been buying bags and bags of cow manure to improve the soil for all of his gardens. That gets expensive.
So TC stopped at the guy's house, introduced himself, and asked him what he was going to do with that big ole pile of sh*t! The neighbor said it had to sit for about 6 months before it would be decomposed enough to use in the garden, but TC could have some of it then.
Well, I want to tell you for the next 6 months TC watched that pile like a hawk, practically salivating at the thought of unlimited cow sh*t! He'd visit the old guy, have me bake cookies & casseroles for him, and would take him into town to do his errands. TC really was cultivating that friendship to make sure the old guy wouldn't forget about giving him that sh*t!
But we developed a true liking for the old guy and it's been a great friendship! We still laugh over how it all began!!
That's it for today; I'm going to get on the treadmill for the first time all week. I've not been tracking or watching so today I get back to it.