My dear friend John Egan passed this week.
My heart hurts for everyone who loved him. I wager that would be many, many people.
John was kind, giving, and a person to be admired. He was good to everyone.
Whether I was living in California or back in North Dakota, the greeting from John was always the same: an arm around my shoulder and a kiss on my forehead. He was just a good friend that I never doubted that he cared about me.
I know I am by far not the only person mourning him, and by far not the only one who will miss him. I send my love and my prayers to his sweet wife Mary and to his son Taylor and the rest of his family.
One of the good guys is gone from us for a time. We will see him again.
I have learned that if we care about people we should tell them we do. Don’t let those opportunities to share with people slip you by.
Be kind to one another.
Tom and I enjoyed our Black Hills get away. The weather was perfect and we acted a little like tourists. We also had time to visit with old friends Vern, Craig and Joyce. It’s always a good time with these dear people.
We did the drive-thru Bear Country U.S.A. Wildlife park. It was great to see these beautiful creatures in a natural habitat.
It was the stupid parents in the S.U.V. behind us that was a little more than this old girl could handle.
When you enter the park the last thing they tell you is to keep your windows up and to stay in your car.
Well, these parents chose to roll down their windows and let two of the little guys hang out to get a better look at the bears as they walked by the cars. The third and oldest child was allowed to stand up through the sunroof.
What’s wrong with people?
We’re well rested and back home in Beach. Refreshed, we’re ready to tackle summer chores.
Life is good today. ■