Another week has already passed by. It was a very frigid week.
On Monday, Jan. 6, I was supposed to go shopping with my daughter, Marcia, to buy her a birthday present. I started calling her house about 9 a.m. and every half-hour until noon and she didn’t answer.
On Monday, Nov. 18, I wrote my news for The Enterprise and took it to Altamont. My daughter, Kathy, came and spent the afternoon with me.
In the evening, at 5 p.m., I went to the NEAT Dinner at the Berne Reformed Church. NEAT stands for Not Eating Alone Tonight. There were lots of people there.