LAUREL COUNTY, Ky. —
If you’re visiting from parts unknown, they are located halfway between Paint Lick and Lancaster on Highway 52 and if you can see well enough to drive, you can’t possibly miss the greenhouses. I mention them mostly because I figure my wife will be spending a lot of time out there emptying her piggy bank early in her retirement, so if you see her tell her I said please come home.
But back to last Saturday. Late in the afternoon we were almost home when Loretta said “Now days like this are exactly what I’m looking forward to in retirement and I want to do them in the middle of the week.”
I told her that I did as well, but I hoped that some of those carefree days involved fishing poles and night crawlers.
Her cohorts at Garrard County Extension Service threw Loretta a nice reception last Tuesday evening that both of us managed to get through without showing much emotion. They had a power point presentation recycling nonstop that had some old shots of my wife I barely recognized. I’d almost forgotten that she used to be a skinny little thing with long curly hair that hung way down her back.
In the spirit of “every party needs at least one smart ass,” I interrupted one of the speakers from the Extension Service who was in the process of presenting her retirement gift to ask if she going to get to bring her bed home.
While I doubt that Loretta ever once spent the entire night at the office, the kids and I used to joke that we needed to call there and see if we could make an appointment to see her.
I’d like to have a dollar for every time over the last dozen years or so that daughters Carol or Jennifer have called home after dark and asked if Mom was there, and then had them huff at me like it was my fault she was working late.
Those dollars would pay for a lot of those “days like this” that both of us are so anticipating.