Sue and I spent last night in Patterson where I once lived for eight years. We came over to see Maria's son Scott get married. Maria was once my neighbor and we became very good friends. She was a single mom at the time who, like me, was raising three sons.
Her sons are all men and I did not recognize any of them. I did not mention Marie's death last week though it was heavy on my mind.
My cold has gone to my lungs and that made sleeping last night pretty miserable.