It's Later than it Seems

   IT HAS BEEN A COOL SPRING. On Holy Thursday I had my feet washed for the first time at the service. Easter was my birthday and Jane and I attended the 7:30 service and as the sun rose it left the shadows of crosses behind the altar. We had ziti and carrot cake with Andrew and his friend Tami. The day before, Luke and I went to MSU Erikson Kiva to hear John Sinclair and Cary Loren talk about the Detroit Artists Workshop in the late 60's, early 70's. On the following Saturday we were with Silas and Paul in Valpo to celebrate 3 birthdays. Jane signed up for Medicare and Social Security the morning before we left for Valpo. I replaced the range hood and the hoses on the washer last weekend. Last night Jane and I went to the viewing of Helen Johnson, who lived across the street on Woodhaven. Her son Allan talked to us and told she was still living there and driving until last year when health problems stopped her. Allan has long white hair and Jane wasn't sure at first that it was him. Mr. Landis my neighbor to the south on Woodhaven died 3 weeks ago also at the age of  97.  Gramma turned 94, 2 days ago and we sent her flowers as she is in Florida with Gloria.  Time! Change!