Far Guy and Chance get the mail every morning…it is a ritual.
I saw the unfamiliar handwriting at the familiar address. Damn.
A memorial card and newspaper clipping fluttered out onto the table. My heart was in my throat and tears burned my eyes.
I knew it was Lois, if it would have been Hubert, Lois would have called…but Hubert he is more of a mail guy…a man of few words unless you are face to face with him.
Lois was 75 years old, I met her back in 1968. She was a good friend for years and years…then they moved and we moved and we lost track of each other. I sent a letter to the café in the small town in Oklahoma where I thought they lived and lo and behold the Letter Carrier recognized the name. The phone rang and it was Lois saying “I heard you are lookin for us?”
I sent her my famous notecards every so often, catching her up with our news. I sent the last card in mid January, I last heard from her just after Christmas.
Now she is gone. She didn’t have children. She had a well loved blind in one eye cat called “Half Pint” and of course Hubert.
Here is a old photo of Lois taken in the summer of 1971.
She was taking to Far Guy, those are his hands off to the right.
Lois died February 20, 2014. Graveside services were held February 27, 2014.
It is what it is, we always wanted to go and visit them but never got there. I am thankful for the numerous phone calls and letters we exchanged over the past few years. Lois was a good friend.
Both of my long time letter writing friends have died within nine months of each other. My mail box is going to be a little emptier from now on.
Do you have any old friends who you exchange letters with?