Mr. Curtis
 

Mr. Curtis hunted rabbits on my farm for years: The hunt was always well done, Beagles at the fore, and we always coordinated the hunt so all dogs were covered.

Zero, less than zero issues.

We all get older. So did Mr. Curtis. So am I.

He and I have yakked and poked fun for the past few years because he has a place where my MIL lives...not assisted living but close.

He asked me last year if he could could plant a garden at my farm. I immediately said I'll talk to my wife...she loves Mr. Curtis but I have no idea what a plant or garden is.

He has a plot now and he likes to watch the plants grow, his term. I get him once or twice a week and he does his thing. Today was warm so after a few minutes, he found the exact right spot with my Dottie, who would not leave his side, excellent breeze off the Potomac.

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Great breeze, Osprey's in the air and "his girl" by his side. Hard to see Dottie on his left but she stayed within five feet the whole hour plus.

Back to the apartment.

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Mr. Curtis was born about three miles from my farm, owned his own business...he didn't want my help.

I post this because we forget, I know I do, how much the simple kindnesses really matter.

Happy Sunday

BTW, he is funny...I don't often LOL, but he got me twice today.

I already like Mr Curtis.
Thanks for being nice to him.

Reads like a poem. Thanks.

One of the few good things I learned from my ex was about treating the elderly with kindness and respect. It's a very good thing.

What’s the expression. . . “Stop and Smell the Roses.”

A lesson for all of us.

When my MIL went into care at age 92, my wife took it upon herself to have a reading group there weekly, in addition to her visits with her mom. Within a few months, I was playing there monthly. I started out with a play list heavy on the really old tunes, but when folks became comfortable with my music I started getting requests for songs like "American Pie " and "Hotel California ". That's when I realized some of the people who could no longer care for themselves were not a lot older than I.
There is a guy who lives there who used to play in a band. I think he has suffered a stroke, as he finds it difficult to communicate, but boy, can he harmonize! I take a guitar and sit down with him monthly too.
That'll be me in twenty years, perhaps.

Great pic, Seahawk. Thanks for sharing.
Best
Les

What is he growing, have you asked?

Awesome… just awesome.

Best story and pics I've seen in awhile. Well done sir; kindness and sharing abound

Mr. Curtis is very fortunate to have Mr. and Mrs. Seahawk as neighbors and advocates. But even more so to have a "Dottie".

Thank you for sharing, Paul.

I suspect there are folks all over the world who care about and help take care of....look after.....and worry about....our elderly.

These people are the unsung heroes of society.

By the way - copy that on the sense of humor. Mom is the same way. Always says something that makes me smile.....

Mr C is aces, if he is okay with Dottie

Dawgs know .... I'm just sayin'....

Nice thread and thank you for sharing your kindness Paul :)!

Some of the finest Sinsemilla you've ever had.

I had, of course, to ask: Tomatoes, wax beans (huh?), green beans and watermelons.

And Kush, goes without saying.

From the title I thought this was going to be about "The Ballad of Curtis Loew"

The pic of him in the shade with your dog and the breeze blowing was even better! :)

Kindness seems to be in short supply these days. Thanks for reminding me to look for opportunities to spread some around...

Thanks Mr Seahawk! God bless Mr Curtis & your family.

Great Story. Thanks for your kindness in making a senior citizen a little happier.

You're a good neighbor, Paul. Now that Cindy & I are admitting that we're entering the elderly realm? We've been blessed with some good neighbors. Rural areas are good for that..