D#@& Cold!!

They do not call this the allergy capital of the world for nothing!! It took me awhile to determine if it was a cold or allergies but I have determined it to be a cold. I am sure you have all heard me rant on how I hate it when I get a cold so we won't go there. I am better now but the last two days have not been my perkiest.

We became friends with Bert and Everett Beebe last summer. We knew them before but moving into their neighborhood made it a natural to get better acquainted and we did. We would stop and visit when we walked by their house and they did the same with us. And Everett was always there to give us a helping hand on the things Butch and I could not do by ourselves. They are great and loving people. The other day their son Brett called to tell us that Everett had a heart attack. Now there are heart attacks and then there are HEART ATTACKS and Everett's was the later. The story as told to me was that they were in the pickup headed for our house to check on it when  Everett stopped the truck in the middle of the road and said. "Oh my God, No!" and slumped over not breathing and no heart beat. Bert called 911 and put the truck in gear. A young fellow came along and asked Bert if she needed help and she said , "Yes, he isn't breathing!" So the two of them started CPR. The police and ambulance were soon on the scene. Everett was life-flighted to Mercy hospital in Des Moines where he remains as a patient and is on a long trip to recovery. He has had surgery with stints put in place. His heart it seems was pretty blocked up. Everetts angels were all where they needed to be to get him help and we are very grateful for that. We need as many good guys like him as we can get.
So all this makes my cold seem petty...and it is.

This is a picture of Everett and Bert when they stopped by last summer. You two are very much on our minds these days. Take care.