John Eaton

Coker, Alabama

Weather: low 47 degrees, high 83 degrees, clear skies, light breezes

When we moved to our present RV park, one of the first people to invite us to the park was our neighbor across the street, John Eaton. John had lived in the park for several years, moving here from Mississippi when his wife passed away. His two sons are doctors in the area, and wanted John to be closer to them. John still owned a farm in Mississippi, plus he had a basement bedroom at each of his sons' houses. He maintained a mobile home here at the park that he called his office, but it was more a place to call his own than anything else. This morning, we received word that John was killed in a car wreck caused by a drunk driver that hit him broadside. John was on his way to pay his respects to the family of an old friend that had recently passed away. John was one of the most helpful people we have ever known. He was a true southern gentleman who always had time to stop and ask how everyone was doing, and always asked if there was anything we needed help with. We didn't know John very long, but we know that our lives have been enriched from meeting him and knowing him the short time that we did. Our sympathies and condolences go out to his family and friends. He will be missed.

We got a late start on our chores at Terri's house because we had to pick up a few groceries and go to the post office. Once we got to the house, I started on the shop again, determined to do everything I could to finish that job today. I am proud to say that the shop is cleaned up, and I should not have to do that again. Whew! That was a job.

While I was working on the shop, Carolyn was packing dishes, pots, and pans that are not being used, and cleaning out the cabinets as she went. She finished most of the kitchen, and should finish that up tomorrow. I will start with the pressure washing of the eaves and soffits.

Once the pressure washing is completed, which shouldn't take more than a day, I will start the repairs inside the house. I'm not sure how long that will take, but I'm shooting for a week. In the meantime, I loaded up the truck with charity stuff that will be dropped off tomorrow before going to the house.

One day at a time.

More later, be safe.

Today's Town - Nashville, Tennessee: Music City

Not all who wander are lost.