Happy 29th that isn’t

29 years ago yesterday, the GG and I picked up my [step]-grandmother in Birmingham (MI) and drove north. We dropped her off in Sault Ste. Siberia and continued on up to Houghton, MI. My brother (The Engineer) and DogMomster were graduating from college the next day. Oh yeah, and they were also getting married.

Of course we drove up on the eve of graduation to party. What else? The parents and Bolette drove up the next day. The old coot hit a deer on the way. It was the second (and last) accident of his life. And his second deer. Both in the same spot on the Seney Stretch. I guess that spot was just bad karma for the guy who later became Grandroobly.

The GG and I didn’t go to the graduation. That was okay with us. We drove up through the Keewenau Peninsula to Copper Harbor instead. We did make it back in time for the wedding. Mrs. Regenstreif and her “baby” (also an MTU student at the time) were there too. I don’t remember much else for the moment.

My little brother got married before I did. I think that kind of thing might have mattered sometime in the Jurassic Age. It didn’t much matter to me. The GG and I got married a year later and we then had the first grandchild (on one side, she was 12th on the other side). My bio-clock had started to tick big-time by then.

It would’ve been the 29th for my bro’ and DogMomster today. He bowed out almost five years ago. I’m beyond ending this gracefully. If you are reading this, please take a moment to toast the 29th that isn’t.

goodnight, –KW

5 Responses to “Happy 29th that isn’t”

  1. Margaret Says:

    Anniversaries can be very tough. My mom still has trouble with my brothers’ birthdays and their dates of death. She is always thankful to be able to talk to me about it and them and that I can share memories of them with her. (she wants them to be remembered by SOMEONE and my much younger brother doesn’t remember them at all) I hope K. is doing OK and that you all are sharing many fine memories of the Engineer. RIP.

  2. Jay Says:

    Clink. Clink.

  3. l4827 Says:

    A hoist that is, for a hoist that was ….. remembered!

  4. Tonya Says:

    Wishin’ I had a ‘hattan!

  5. MOM Says:

    I was driving right behind Jack when he hit the deer. It came out of the woods looking just like the signs. I was far enougt behind that it was not problem stopping before I got to Jack’s car. The deer managed to run across the road and back a ways but it died there. Jadk reported it to the State Police in Munising(?).