We Took a Ride

Yesterday I picked up Mom and we went out to Newark and took my brother, Tim, for a ride. I saw this barn while we were out and couldn't resist taking a picture of it. I loved how it was so open and airy. ;) When I see places like this I can't help but wonder what it looked like in it's newer days and what it held inside. Tim looked at me and smiled as I snapped a picture and I wondered what he was thinking.
After our drive, we traditionally go to Wendy's for a delicious, icy cold, chocolate Frosty. I couldn't get a very good picture of Tim since he was so thoroughly enjoying his treat. He takes such big bites that I wonder how his throat doesn't freeze. I have to eat mine s l o w l y.

Mom likes Frosties too! We had a very nice afternoon together, and it was a beautiful, sunshiny spring day, just perfect for a drive! :)

"I'll Fly Away"

I googled my dad's name just for fun the other night and found this nice little article about him from one of the nursing homes he ministered at for so many years.

WHISPERS..."I'll Fly Away"
By Rev Daisy Henderson, Activities Aide

The scars of Alfred Plotzker's passing will be a long time healing, but they will heal. Al had graced the Maplewood Nursing Home with his Gospel and Song Ministry for 28 years. Through rain, sleet, snow, crutches, or a broken thumb, he was a true warrior.

Knowing every resident by name, Al always greeted each and every resident with a smile. He always inquired as to the residents not in attendance with a witty remark, "Maybe they don't like my singing."

Plotzker's Gospel and Song Ministry took us to a place of joy, peace and happiness as he entertained us by playing his guitar and harmonica. At the end of every service as Al would shake every resident's hand one by one, he would give comforting words.

The Terrace Room will always ring with those last words shouted each week as a final request, "Number 24!" (Number 24 was the hymn "I'll Fly Away") Al has now flown home, to a place where his joy shall never end.

Happy Birthday, Dad

Today is my dad's first birthday in Heaven. I called Mom today to see how she was doing. She sounded good and said that she was comforted by the fact that he is in the loving arms of God. What a blessing it is to know that he is in a better place. Happy Birthday, Daddy! I love you!