Originally Posted by Rigsby

To all my friends:



Last Monday, I was driving my wifes Tahoe & an old lady hit me pretty hard (luckily I was alone). She T-boned the side of a newer Tahoe. I took this shaken up elderly woman out to dinner nearby. We became friends. She treated me like a grandson. I called her the next day to check in on her & she died shortly after that. I guess she had a blood clot & took her down some how. She was a WW2 Survivor from East Berlin. Anyways, weird things happen to me. I mention this because on my time off, this was the only thing that was tough. This lady was a believer; she had no idea that she had less than 48 hours to live when I meant her. I was glad though; as she had no family here & she needed a friend. I am convinced everthing happens for a reason... even though I am not sure about this encounter which seemed somewhat surreal.

Anyways, bless you all & I have missed being here. Scooter