Living in Tulsa Time

Years ago that was an old song -- really old -- "Living in Tulsa Time". I did a little bit of that this weekend, including a very nice visit with my Aunt Ethel, sister to my Dad. We spent a long time looking at family pictures I keep in my laptop.

(We both agreed that I need to label them better so it's easier to find the ones we want). But I'm sure she enjoyed that picture of the moving van that kept popping up!! Yes, I'm going to change the label on that one, for sure, right away!

Ethel is the youngest of all of my Dad's brothers and sisters and is always there to show loving care of those with health needs. When my Mother was hospitalized after her stroke, it was Ethel who was there to share time at the hospital as we waited to see what the outcome would be. She's done the same for so many others during times of crisis. Joanne and I are really blessed to have her as our Aunt!