We're getting ready to head back to Memphis. Just started gathering some clothes better suited to a cooler climate than New Orleans. Mike and Hannah are gone. Patti's coming back next weekend. Being home was not like being home at all. Even though we were in our home, sleeping in our own bed, it wasn't like coming home. Maybe it's knowing that we'll be leaving again for weeks at a time. Maybe it's having refrigerators and freezers that are useless, so there's no perishable food in the house. Maybe it's having some of M & H's things stored here. Maybe it's a combination of all that and more!
In a way I'm glad to be leaving. There is so much to be done, and it can't be done on a weekend. Everyone here needs work done on their homes, or roofs repaired (the insurance people said we need a new roof, that there are holes in ours). It's hard to know where to begin, or who to call. We have to get our metal garage sawed into moveable pieces and taken down. Fences at both houses need replacing. Water damage from the holes in the roof have to be fixed. The brick front that we fought so long and hard for with the HDLC and city Permits people needs to be fixed where the uprooted tree tore it up.
Dinner with Mick and Bev last night was a life saver. Stress and depression are affecting both Linda and I off and on. We seem to be on alternating schedules, which is good, I guess, so that when one of us is down in the dumps the other can support. Just being with Mick and Bev is always uplifting. I wish all my family could meet them. I know you would love them as much as we do, if you did.
Back to packing. I'll try to finish this tonight... or not, as the case may be. Who knows? Anyway, until the next update, from Memphis, take care and God bless you all!!!
Dean
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