Just found out that my sister has died. She was fifteen years older than me. I have not seen her since the day my mom was buried. She came to 1327 Dyre afterward as the cemetery (Oakland) was very close to our house. I found out about her death through a Google search. There is an online obituary. Apparently she was collecting grandchildren. My oldest niece Kim had one child last I was aware. Now my nephew David and niece Lynn are married as well. There was a long list of grandchildren who I did not know about. Her husband, Tony De la Cruz and my sister were married for forty two years. Tony was a work horse, an excellent musician (saxophone) and loved poker and laughing. He has a big brain too.

My sober anniversary is here. Now eight years. I feel about eight years old these days. Thanks be to our Creator who blessed me with these wonderful chapters in my life story.

Today, I painted a bedroom ceiling, then took a dip in the pool.

The smell of dinner is filling the air (Mexican pizza and Enchiladas).

Love someone well today,

Bobby