This evening, after the RAYS WON, I took a short nap, then woke to find that Joann was going upstairs to cook a few things, getting ready for Bill's lunches this week. He's in a training program to be certified as a detention officer and is gone all day every day for the next three weeks. But Bill was here to talk with me and call Joann should I need anything. Well, did we ever get in a good chat. We reminisced about the time Freddie won that award and we all went to Washington, D.C. We speculated about which team we'd take on in the playoffs. And we talked about how Bill approaches his work, which can be dangerous. Sometimes I worry, but he is always careful and I know God looks after him. All in all, we had a good visit and it didn't seem long that Joann was back.
Yesterday, in the mail came a box from the Tampa Bay Rays. Becky sent them a photo of me and they sent me some goodies. A few things I didn't have. A white cap, a T-shirt, and best of all, a cow bell. Thanks to them and to all of you who have sent me collectibles over the years and recent articles from the papers. I enjoy every piece and I'm so proud of my team, oh, our team.
I'm looking forward to Becky arriving Tuesday evening. We will write again soon.
Until then, love and prayers from here to there
