Dear Pop,
As I write this you have been absent from the body for a about nine months and a few weeks. I can't begin to tell you how much I miss you. For the last several years, we would talk a couple of times a week and soon after our visit last 4th of July, I tried to call you every two or three days, for nothing more than to chat with you, especially after those chemo treatments.
You know, I never knew you to complain about much, even when you had the flu or something like that. You always got up and went to work. I have been like you in that respect. I guess in my 35 plus years in the adult work force, I have never really missed much work. A couple of minor surgeries, hospitalization for kidney stones a couple of times and beyond that I haven't missed too many days.
I remember calling one time to talk to you and mom answered the phone. I asked where you were and she said you were up on the roof trying to fix a shingle or something. You were in your late 70's and still climbing ladders and trying to fix stuff. I know you made her crazy with worry.
I could tell you all that is going on here, but from your vantage point you can now see clearly the state of things on our side of the veil. Knowing all of that I will pretend that you don't know the little things...so here goes.
Your great grandson Caleb is growing like a weed. He's so funny and smart and full of himself. I don't see him much, but when I do it is such a joyful time. I get to see him in October for a few days when I go down to MC's homecoming. Christian and Aimee are officially a couple now. Aimee rented a house near Beth so they are all near each other. Chris got some training to process claims from the oil spill in the Gulf. He is still working with the band and writing music, playing and recording.
Katie transferred from Nicholls and will be at LSU this fall. Hannah is still working hard on her Masters. She gets down to Baton Rouge every so often...kind of like me, I guess. Jeremy is still working for Clicks and I think is going to school this fall. I know he applied to work at the nuclear plant in St. Francisville but I haven't heard if his application was accepted.
I have been working on a geneology of the Crawford family and have gotten stuck at your great grandfather. I think he was killed at the end of the Civil War around spring of 1865. That's just some of the stuff I wish that had asked you when you were around.
Well, Pop, that's all for now. I will write again soon.
Bennie
