Old Photos & Updates

Below are a few of the old photos my mother found at her house and gave to me shortly before Christmas. Following the photographs are a few updates.

I have no idea of the age of this photo. The people are (center) my Uncle Frank Bossmeyer (Frankie Joe to me), (on his left) my Aunt Alma Bossmeyer (Abba to me), and (to the right of Frankie Joe) their friend, Luella Fleck. The photo was probably taken by Luella's husband as they were on one of the many vacations the two couples took together.

This is me in 1987, just after graduation from seminary, standing in the pulpit of the first church I pastored. I can hardly recognize myself!

This is me in 1987, just after graduation from seminary, standing by the ancient baptismal fount of the first church I pastored. Was I really ever that thin?

Muffin, my dog who was my only companion for the years following my divorce and who disappeared when she was 17 years old. I really must tell her story some day.

Mom: Today my mother moved from the rehab center in Louisville to the only one in Elizabethtown, Kentucky, about 80 miles away.

Liberty National Life Insurance Company: Enabled by a telephone call I received from Liberty National’s main office in Alabama looking for the another independent agent was who fired (if one can fire someone who isn’t an employee) at the same time as I, I was finally able to get the scoop on where my commissions are. Baseline: I have no commissions, even though there was more than $2,000 in annual premium policies that I sold and delivered to the purchasers before I was let go for asking a question about my status as an independent insurance agent. The woman to whom I spoke didn’t seem to be too bright, but that may have been due to her Alabama accent. I asked for a written accounting of my sales and commissions, which I was supposedly to have received four months ago.

I don’t know how much longer I’ll be blogging: I’ve run completely out of money. Due to bank fees and “scheduled withdraws”, I am $150.00 over drawn at my bank with a fee of $6.00 a day being added. I have no gasoline and Alex has no cat food. My heat and electricity will be shut off at any time. My #2 son is trying to negotiate with my mortgage company an alternative to foreclosure. When the electricity goes, I’ll no longer be able to blog.