The roses are a riot of red blossoms in my yard and all
over the neighborhood. It rained yesterday and will rain
again today. Such an abundance is astonishing and was badly
needed.

II have been frantically busy. Mostly in order to stave off
the worry over Bobby and the worry that the spots in his
lungs are stage four cancer. Ironically, he got his graduate degree in Criminal Justice this month. My distress
is such that I am having nightmares about running away and
not being able to get my belongings packed quickly enough.
You can't run from trouble, it always catches you but my
sub concious doesn't seem to know that.

My dear friend, June, has been unavailable for several weeks. I called her son who is a doctor in Tallequah and
found out that her dementia got so bad this past few months
that she almost burned her house down. They took her to
an assisted living center but it didn't work. She hated it.
Now her children are taking turns. Joe said since he is
divorced that he wanted her to live with him. She gets
lost in the house and they had to take her car away. Poor
woman! She is in excellent physical health because she
never drank or smoked or over ate. This is one of my
worst fears. I don't want to outlive my ability to think.

We are looking forward to seeing Fredo and Mike. It will
be good to be carefree for a bit and enjoy the holiday
weekend. We can sit on the back porch and enjoy happy
hour.