On Thu, 20 Oct 2005 20:28:00 -0700, jo4hn wrote:

In our three years here in our mountain hamlet, we have made many
friends. One couple lives a few houses down the street from us. They
are both in their late 80s but very active. He is a woodworker and
artist of local renown.

Unfortunately, they and their children have decided that it is time that
they move back to Los Angeles where, presumably, they can have closer
access to doctors and the aid of family. He has sold his equipment to a
mutual friend (excellent choice) and has given his wood leftovers to me.
I am honored and saddened by the whole procedure. Their house is sold
and his workshop will become a rumpus room by the new owners. We will
welcome them and bemoan our loss. And we will think of our own mortality.
sigh,
jo4hn

I feel your pain, john... but it's gonna happen to all of us that are unlucky
enough to die of old age...

Take comfort in knowing that you had a good friend that gave you comfort... and
as hard as it is to admit to yourself, (unless you have a HUGE ego), you gave
him friendship and comfort also...

I second the gift idea... it might make him miss his shop a little, but that
will be a small hurt when compared to the memories and warm fuzzies that gift
will create.... and for many years, I hope..


mac

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