I headed over to Pat’s house for coffee Saturday morning and shortly after we got there, Tracey’s son Rhys showed up. I haven’t seen him for about four years and it was nice to chat again. They worked on cleaning out tubs of stuff in the basement and Pat, Joey, and I headed to Tom and Karen’s house in Monona. They were happy to meet Joey and he brought some cheer into their home, as they lost their 14 year old Airedale Tilly just a couple of months ago. We had a really nice visit, it was great to see them again. Pat dropped me off at Dawn’s and I helped her take down the screens on her porch and we also took all of the cushions off the porch furniture, stacked them up so she could cover them up for the winter. We also cleaned up some brush from the gardens and hauled it to the city’s compost collection site.
I went back to Pat’s house and we had leftover chili for dinner. Jonnie called later in the afternoon and let me know that my cousin, Jim Ganshert passed away Friday night. He had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer just a week earlier, but he died of a heart attack. Most in the family agree that is probably a good thing, as both his Dad and his brother Larry died for the same type of cancer. Jim was 64 years old.
Yesterday, Pat, Tracey, and I had our pre-Thanksgiving dinner because we don’t get to have holidays together. Dinner was yummy and it was fun to put it all together, hang out and cook.
