Things changed so much when my husband died. For 50 years we had done everything together. We even worked together for several years at Chanute AFB.
After we retired, Jim in 1988 and I in 1989 we began enjoying growing older. We both loved garage sales and auctions and we would get up on Saturday mornings and leave about 7 AM, stop by Casey’s to fill our travel mugs with coffee (they had the best coffee) we would head out of town in Jim’s truck for garage sales or an auction.
We would have checked the Champaign News Gazette for city wide garage sales. Those were the ones we liked the most. We would go as far as 50 miles (100 miles round trip) in our truck. Jim loved his truck and all of our married life Jim had a truck. A couple of them he bought new and a couple were used ones. I think one of Jim’s nieces in Wisconsin has this truck now.
Jim loved to buy lawnmowers at garage sales. He loved messing around with them and fixing them up and he was very good at it too. The above picture was taken in 2005 right before he was diagnosed with lymphoma.
Jim died on December 1, 2006 and that is when growing older was not so much fun anymore. beth