Many of you may remember that Mrs. Cow is a middle school English teacher. She has been at the same school since 1983, nearly ten years longer than she has known me. Her closest friend has been the Junior/Senior English teacher in the high school since 1977. Her friend's daughter is a middle school math teacher working directly across the hall from Mrs. Cow and is also one of her former students.
Midmorning yesterday saw all Hell break lose at school. Both mother teacher and daughter teacher were seen sprinting toward the faculty parking lot. The initial guess at bad news was that a different daughter was having a critical problem as that was her predicted due date for baby number three. About 15 minutes later the daughter teacher reappeared, walked into Mrs. Cow's classroom, grabbed her in a massive hug while sobbing and told her "My dad is dead."
Dad was one year older than me. A great guy. He had several health issues but there was no indication of distress when his wife left for school. The husband of the daughter teacher had dropped by the house for some odd reason and discovered the body. Their house is three blocks from the school.
Now, Mrs. Cow is hesitant to let me out of her sight.
Sorry to hear that. There are definitely no guarantees with this gig.
The older you get. The more serious this life thing gets. Thoughts and prayers to the families.
My best friend lost his dad recently, at way to young of an age. Being that I am there for my friend, it has certianly impacted me. So much so, that I think my dad is getting annoyed with me calling him almost every night just to talk.
Condolences, and prayers for Mrs. Cows coworkers/friends.
I might submit that you will meet your end a lot sooner rather than later if you continue to insist on referring to you wife as Mrs. Cow.
[USER=50]@Holy Cow[/USER]
Just be sure to tell SWMBO you love her and hug her every day.
I know that feeling, it's how I lost my Dad. Totally out of the blue, heart attack at 59 and was gone before the ambulance even got to the farm. I wouldn't wish a protracted illness on anyone, but at least you have time to prepare and say things you need to say. Losing someone like that just adds to the pain that never goes away. My condolences to your wife's friends.
ppm, post: 451491, member: 6808 wrote: ...So much so, that I think my dad is getting annoyed with me calling him almost every night just to talk..
I'm gonna bet not. Us old dads might like to sound like we get annoyed over such calls...and probably wouldn't ever admit it...but we cherish the calls and the attention. 😉
paden cash, post: 451516, member: 20 wrote: I'm gonna bet not. Us old dads might like to sound like we get annoyed over such calls...and probably wouldn't ever admit it...but we cherish the calls and the attention. 😉
I will have to remember that.
Holy Cow, post: 451466, member: 50 wrote: Now, Mrs. Cow is hesitant to let me out of her sight.
You're a lucky guy.....
Wow. This reminds me I need to call my dad. It's been too long
Got word Tuesday afternoon, that an acquaintance/ fellow employee passed away on the Job. 69 YO man- was the certified welding inspector around these parts- so he showed up during various phases of building America. Co- workers found him unresponsive in his vehicle....
Dear Beerleggers,
This is Mrs. Cow. Thank you.
