So, Selby Sharp, Stacy's father died on November 7th around 10:00 am. He was 99 years old and just 4-months short of his most recent life goal of making it to 100 years old. It is a combination of sadness and relief for Stacy. Sadness because he's always been there! Relief because at 99-years old his life the last few months was not the poster for "those golden years." For years Stacy and I kept hearing about his concerns of dying relatively young like his father had, in his 50s. Then it was "just make it to 80," then 90, then 95, then on his 99th last year he pondered just going for it and 100. He dodged Covid, being in Europe during World War 2, the Battle of the Bulge, his unit was on hand for the liberation of a concentration camp. He found that living that long and outliving all of his friends and colleagues from his career as a teacher at Riverside City College as well as friends he'd made over the years also wasn't all it was cracked up to
This Blog was started because it's so often just too difficult for us to stay in contact with everybody we want to! Almost everyone we know lives in different timezones, different areas, and has their different lives. Now everybody can come to one place to see what we're doing!