He heard I no longer have cameras. I do, but can't remember where I put them. I haven't had the energy to go through stuff so I can find them, and I don't get around that often to take pictures of great things anyway, so it's OK. Anyway, he went out to his truck and brought me in a lovely camera. He wanted me to take it. I refused, but it was nice of him.
Bert and Stacey had been living together for a couple of years and came as a packaged deal when I needed her home to help with Mike. This fellow would not be moving in. Besides the fact that I would never allow it, he has his own place a few miles away, but I think he comes by often now because Bert went to Illinois to spend time with his 86-year-old father and handle some affairs. Bert's been gone over a month, and Bill is taking advantage of it. He has a crush on my daughter.
I really miss Bert. He's got a funny, sweet, upbeat demeanor. I hope he doesn't want to stay in Illinois. He thinks his business will be finished up and he'll be back in a week or two. I've got a list of projects for him, LOLOL!
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