The DC Metro was broken today. I used that as an excuse to telecommute. Getting to work is much more work than it was from my last two apartments. It is 3.5 miles to walk or 2 bus rides.
Last night a dinner, I was eating alone – which is fine with me. A couple of old ladies were discussing their adventures as Army nurses during WWII at the next table. One of the women apparently spent most of her time in New Guinea. My Father was in New Guinea during WWII. And, this same woman mentioned that she had joined the Army to escape West Virginia. I was born in WV. My Mother was born in WV.
So, I had to ask “Where in WV?”. Williamson says the old lady. She was born in 1921; so was MomIda. I tell her about my Mom being born in Williamson. Figured I shouldn’t spring my Dad and New Guinea on her. We were both a little amazed by the WV connection. I’ll tell her about Dad someday soon. She mentioned having relatives in Ashland, Ky. I think I do too. Seems to me that Phyllis and I might share a cousin or two. Or she and Dad might have done the nasty in darkest New Guinea. Or both.
Phyllis is 95 years old. She says she has had a grand and glorious life and she is damn pissed that it is coming to an end. She circumnavigated the globe alone twice in her 80’s. Once by freighter. And, a second time by plane.
She sets the old woman bar pretty high!
