“The 9-1-1 Guy”

Saturday, July 29, 2017

It’s been a long week since leaving our NOMADS friends in Lumberton, with a lot of emotional ups and downs.  Praying things are still going well there.  Miss you guys.

After a very frustrating day at the rehab facility in Tuscaloosa (brought on by a staff member who did not follow the written instructions for getting Anne’s mother discharged to assisted living) we finally got her moved late yesterday evening.   She is now settled in to her new abode. We left just as they were bringing her supper.  Anne felt sort of like parents probably feel when they leave their kids at college the first time.  It was hard to leave her there and return to her home without her.  We went back to check on her this morning and she seemed content.  She commented several times about how nice everyone there has been to her.  She said she slept well and also commented on meeting some of her neighbors.  This is a totally new experience for her and we are praying this is a smooth transition and she is happy.

RogerWilsonAfter a short visit we drove to Jasper, Alabama for the funeral of one of the founding fathers of wireless 9-1-1 in Alabama. And you could also be correct in saying one of the driving forces for wireless 9-1-1 in the nation since Alabama was one of the leading states in that technology. Roger Wilson was the Director of Walker County 9-1-1 for as long as we can remember and also served on the Alabama Wireless 9-1-1 Board and continued to serve when that board was changed to the Alabama 9-1-1 Board. He was also a leader in several other 9-1-1 and volunteer fire organizations. He was truly one of the “go to” people for all 9-1-1 issues in Alabama. Max spent many hours and miles with Roger traveling to Washington and Montgomery and many other places in the name of making 9-1-1 better.

His grandchildren spoke at the funeral today and one grandson after listing off the many reasons he loved his grandfather ended his words with “And I loved Papa Roger because he was The 9-1-1 Guy.”

But more importantly, Roger was a dedicated Christian. As his pastor said today this is not an end for Roger, it is the beginning of his new life without pain and suffering. As we NOMADS say, “See you down the road, Big Roger.”

More LOL’s

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Biscuits with fresh peaches and whipped creamThe day started nice with great fresh South Carolina peaches on some biscuits with whipped cream. The rest of the day was filled with taking care of our little old ladies. We are currently in Tuscaloosa for a couple of days moving Mama Ruby from rehab to assisted living. We pray for a smooth transition for her even though she is sad to not be going back home.

Bossy Bird

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Not much happening today. Just more LOL shopping and chores and working around the house.

Bossy hummingbirdSomething happened Sunday evening when we returned home that we forgot to tell you.  We keep a hummingbird feeder out most months of the year. Of course, when we are on projects it gets empty. We just assumed the birds that don’t migrate north moved on and found someone else to feed them at those times. Apparently not. We had been home less than an hour when one pushy hummingbird flew up and hovered at the window and stared at us. Max stopped unloading and cleaned and refilled the feeder. Within moments the hummingbird was feeding. Since then we have seen two others. We sure enjoy watching them.

A Bit of Family History

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Today was a LOL (Little Old Lady) Day. Dentist appointments and shopping for our LOL’s. (Don’t be offended, they call themselves that.)

We also were rewarded with a piece of history. While sorting through items in preparation for her move, Max’s mother found this picture of Aunt Jean in McKinley Park in 1944. Since the National Park Service is working on sending a historian to collect an oral history from Aunt Jean about her time in Alaska in the 1940’s, we emailed the picture to our contacts in Denali National Park. They were thrilled to get it. Seems the Sanctuary Cabin (or at least one just like it) is still there.

Sanctuary Cabin at 26 Mile McKinley Park 1944 Me on jeep
Sanctuary Cabin at 26 Mile, McKinley Park, 1944