We went straight out to Sam’s house in Bay Harbor. I was back in the bedroom I last left. Chris resumed digging in the other bedroom. Our one brief moment of eureka came when we stumbled across some papers related to her house in League City. Not sure yet how helpful they will be in the long run, but we have that info now.
After cleaning up and a bite to eat, we started on our afternoon errands run. First on the list was a quick stop by the bank. Well, I thought it would be quick. But who should be the teller, but a young lady who just happened to be one of our neighbors. Sort of. Almost. They are in the process of moving into a house on our street. She recognized the address commonality when she saw my ID. Imagine that.
From there we made our way to the City Hall downtown. We had to pay a water bill for one of the houses to keep it on. The ladies were very helpful and downright pleasant.
Next we moved on to the east end of the island. My hearing aid that died on me the day before was ready to be picked up. $130 worth of ready. But Chris was happy that I should be able to hear her again.
From there we went to the monument place here on the island. We wanted to see about how much we were looking at to get a headstone like Sam wanted that recorded her and her brother. The owner is a retired firefighter, so he and I had a good time talking about his days in the department.
Meanwhile, Chris chatted with the lady who worked there. Looks like we can get a pretty good deal through their generosity. We just have to get them the details for wording. They can have it all ready for us to pick up in just a few days. Then we can make arrangements to bury the cremains and set the headstone in Burnet, Texas.
Last night we left the island again. Well, first we stopped by the Luza’s house to give them our order for tamales. Their son is involved in the Treasure Ball, so the tamales are a fund raiser. Yum.
Our jaunt off-island was just up to Dickinson. It was martial arts battle royale night (or whatever they call it). Kel, Noa, Josiah and Ezra were competing in fights. Or bouts. Or whatever they call them. I still haven’t figured out all the rules, but they seem to be enjoying themselves.
Proverbs 16:3 says, Commit your activities to the Lord, and your plans will be achieved.
Father, thank you for what felt like a day where we actually accomplished something. We needed that win. Amen.
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