I try to keep up with the news but some days it gets so depressing. Again today another shooting. Richard sent me an e-mail about the fire at the Middle school in Bellingham.
Richard says "I have been listening to the news all day about a middle school that burned in Bellingham. I wasn't really listening that close. Then tonight I heard them say that the school that burned was 106 years old. It is the school that I went to when we were in Bellingham. I wasn't thinking that it could be the same school in the first reports it didn't give it's age. I thought it was so funny that the new section was built the year that dad was born, 1917. The first part was built in 1903. When you went to the basement it was like going into a dungeon. It was all brick and the doorways were all arched. There were no windows down there. That is where we ate lunch. Some of the doors were made of steel bars. There were two floors and the basement. It was kind of a cool school. Everyone thought that Enumclaw Jr. High was old. This one was older. Dad was building on the Fairhome College in Bellingham."
I know that would be the school that Clayton went to because he grew up in Bellingham.
It certainly was a good thing that no one was hurt in the fire. All those fires in the Greenwood Area in Seattle were very bad for all those people too. Those were arson. My mind can't comprehend people who set fires.
As long as my mind is on sad things, I will finish the story about our nice pussy cat that we had in Buckley. The one Richard pushed out the window. We moved to Bonney Lake and took her with us. Your dad used to go to Westport every year with friends and catch Salmon. He always managed to bring Salmon home. I did all that hard work of canning Salmon but it did taste good in the winter. Now you are wondering what this has to do with the cat. Your dad always buried the leftover Salmon parts in the yard. Weeks later our cat who was pregnant again dug up the Salmon and ate some of it. She got poisoned on it and was very sick. I thought she was probably going to die, but she didn't. She lived and had her kittens and they were all deformed. Some only had eye sockets and no eyes. It was just so sad. Don't ask about the kittens. I just as well push on and finish the sad tale of our cat. I wanted to say, first, that she did get pregnant again. ( never saw a male cat but there must have been one somewhere). This time she had a healthy litter of kittens. So her life was going along fine but I guess she was born under the wrong star because fate was going to strike again. In our house we only had sub-flooring. There was this one loose board near the heater and there was quite a gap around it. We woke up one morning to find our nice kitty had been hung by the loose board. She would have been coming up from our dugout basement and got her neck caught in the opening by the floorboard. We cried a lot. We did have a nice funeral for her.
On to happier things. I am so thankful that I am in good health. I am thankful for all my wonderful family. I am thankful that I have a nice warm, comfortable place to be in. I had to call T-Mobile so we could get help for Richard to change his "Fives" on his phone. When I got through talking to the representative, she thanked me for being a loyal customer of T-Mobile. I joined T-Mobile in 1999 when it was called Voice-Stream. What a wonderful age with live in. Cell phones, computers, fancy TV's. All sorts of great things to make life easy and fun.
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