Like I said. I will continue my story here. No scam. Like my roommates thought. I’m too old school for that. Rather live in my truck than ask for a cent. Besides, I live in a house. West side of Camas. Sleep by a gas fireplace, so no worries. And besides, I’m in a good mood now. So no stories about the wife tonight! Maybe tomorrow.
Well for missing KSKD and Paul I will.
My wife went blind. She and I cried together. We both knew things would be bad for us. Just not immediately. Oh, I got a caregiver. Oh, I worked 2 jobs! Was that enough? Hell no!
Mind you this was in 2003. So no worries now. This is just something that I need to get off my ass! Ok! I’m a closed off dude. I am who I am. But my life turned for the worse! But still, I managed to keep things going. Dammit! I kept the house until she had her Goddamn stroke 3.5 years later. I kept that house for her! Not for me. Once she went into a nursing home I could sell the house.
I was like a man who did everything right. But I fell in love. With a headstrong woman! Who did what she wanted! Ate what she wanted! Diabetes! And. Fool pride will only get you disaster my PDX radio friends. And the story isn’t over.