Like a lot of people do, my wife
and I shop at Wal-Mart for our everyday groceries and maybe some other items that
we may need or can’t do without. In fact
we were there yesterday while the dogs were getting there monthly grooming and I
heard a voice behind me calling my name. I turned around and to my pleasant surprise it
was Buzz, an old acquaintance that I hadn’t seen in quite a few years. The last time was when a fellow employ where I
used to work passed away. He and his wife
and my wife and I attended the funeral. I
met this fellow back around 1984 when I was manager of engineering at Conroe Forge
& Mfg. Co. He owned a company that sold
a lot of products for the manufacturing industry, and we used to use a couple of
the products that he handled, mainly Finkle forge die steel and hot work tool
steel along with some other types of specialty steels.
He got a blog?
ReplyDeleteTrouble, No he doesn't.
ReplyDeleteI tell people to keep in touch. Otherwise we'll only meet a funerals. Some do, some don't.
ReplyDeleteWhat sixbears says. Tell them to call, but I'm finding more and more now that their memory about who to call and when is as bad as mine , so no one gets called.
ReplyDeleteSixbears, a funeral is too late, especially for the one laying in the coffin.
ReplyDeleteBen, I know what you mean.