Today was another day like the rest this week. We spent cooler morning hours at the motor home, getting it ready for the next four months. We feel good about the preparations we are making.
However, this afternoon, we got the news on TV that Tim Russert of "Meet the Press" had collapsed and passed away at age 58 in his office in Washington, D.C. It was a shock to both of us, because, even though we had no personal connection to Tim Russert, we both admired him and relied on his word in delivering news and moderating "Meet the Press" on Sunday morning. We always planned our Sunday mornings around "Meet the Press."
This is the Friday before Father's Day -- ironic that Tim Russert had written two best selling books on the subject -- "Big Russ and Me" and a second one consisting of letters reacting to the first. He had just returned from Rome, celebrating his son, Luke, who just graduated from Boston College with a degree in journalism. Tim died of a thrombosis which took him quickly even though he had had recent echo tests and stress tests which showed he was in good health.
Loss is something that Lois and I are dealing with on a continual basis. Friends and neighbors are passing and we know some time we will be doing the same thing. It puts a damper on making new friends because those relationships will end sooner than later when one is in his or her 70's and 80's. Older people seem to be more guarded about establishing new frindships.
That doesn't mean Lois and I don't have fun. We do. Everyday. We stick to ourselves and socialize as much as we feel we need to. We have a lot of contact with family members and that sustains us enormously.
In the meantime, we continue to get ready for the trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains of northern Georgia. We are looking forward to a wonderful summer.
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