A true gentle giant

For some reason I got this on my mind tonight.

My Uncle Lavert,big,so tall he had to duck his head when walking through door passage ways.Policeman years ago in Roanoke,Alabama.Deep deep voice.A man's man as they say.

My Aunt Myrtle,Daddy's sister,small quiet woman.I remember she always had hot water on the stove and a jar of instant coffee close by.

Daddy and Uncle Lavert I heard as the story goes had been drinking.Okay maybe the word is drunk.

Aunt Myrtle didn't take to kindly of Uncle Lavert drinking.

Aunt Myrtle took a swing at Uncle Lavert popping him upside the head.

Uncle Lavert always had a way with words and as I remember the story as I heard it from Momma he looked stunned and all he could muster out of his mouth was"Ms Myrtle why did you do that?".

Uncle Lavert that Hoss Cartwright sized of a man always called her Ms Myrtle.

A true gentle giant.

But I wonder...

Mr Frank went to hospice last night.I was told he only lived a hour or so after leaving here.

What this story is about.

I seen that light on the ceiling last week and immediately I thought of Mr Frank.But that was a no brainer.Everyone knew what was coming.

Saturday the nurse told him when he got to Heaven tell everyone she had been a good nurse for him.

I have seen that light before.Three times.About the size of a half dollar floating around on the ceiling.

Each time someone has died.

I don't believe in ghost. I believe what the Bible said.The dead are like in a deep sleep.

Never have I seen a ghost.Don't really care to.

But.

I guess it was a dream just a dream but I woke up and for a split second someone was just standing by my bed.This was just after a roommate died last year.It sure looked like him.

I didn't tell anyone.But get this my other roommate told me of a dream he had one night.Someone standing by his bed.Just like my dream.

I have been raised thinking that the dead know nothing,don't fear the dead and the Bible which I take literally word for word said death is like a deep sleep.Sleeping till the day of judgement.

But I wonder...

Shame

These folks who gripe and complain
They nothing just in the butt a pain
Never taking  blame
Ain't it a shame

Before you judge

Before judging anyone take a good long look at that person staring back at you in the mirror.