Sid and Sandi

Out of the blue, I missed you two,

Today on my usual drive.

Forty years, a thousand miles ago,

Only my memories now, still alive.

You welcomed me into the country,

Taught me all phases of tilling the land…

I learned to appreciate hardships,

The more simple the life, the more grand.

We readily exchanged our parents,

Horses, kids, ponds of fish and shared hay;

I gave up your adobe for waterfront,

Still I miss you the most each day.

A Promise Kept

Otis    RIP 1-3-2014

The day my name is entered

On the pages of St. Peter’s log,

You will see he wrote under “memo”,

“He came to look for his dog”.