angered once again by my comments. My comments were made while I further explained to her about my two identical jackets.

After my remarks were forgiven, I decided I wasn’t going to ask her to move in with me, until my new house next door was built and finished. I wasn’t going to have her move in to a place I shared with my wife. I knew something would come up and she would pitch a fit. Then it came time for me to ask her to move in and she said she would—a big mistake.

It wasn’t long after she moved in, th

When my wife, Bobbie, died, I never anticipated what the repercussions might be when I purchased a double- header. Excuse my mortuary lingo. A double-header is a double headstone where two people, usually married, have their names engraved on their burial tombstone at the cemetery. Sometimes an inscription reads “together again.”

I briefly worked for a mortuary many years ago. It was then, my family decided to pre-arrange their own funeral and burial arrangements. When my parents did their arrangements, my aunt and uncle followed with theirs. I liked the idea and thought it was a smart idea. Then it came my turn many years later, when my wife passed away. I never thought it would bite me in the mouth if I decided to date or marry again.

It was two years since my wife had died, that I thought I was ready to start a relationship again. A kind gesture on my part, instantly angered my new girlfriend. We were sitting outside on my deck, when my girlfriend said she was cold. So I went inside to retrieve two jackets. I was cold, also. When she saw my jacket on, while I was about to put hers on, she asked, “why do you have two jackets the same?” I sheepishly replied, “it was my wife’s.” She was angered by my comment and was taking off the jacket I put on her, and she dropped it on the deck and she told me, “I’m not your dead wife!” Her comment hurt my feelings. I was careful not to bring up my wife or anything that related to our marriage because I knew that wasn’t the way to go in a new relationship. I made an innocent gesture to comfort her while she was cold and it turned into a nightmare. I tried to explain but it fell on deaf ears. I was angry myself, so I let her go stew on it. She left in her car.

I kept thinking about that situation, and I pondered over in my mind whether to apologize. I did that, but on the other hand I thought to myself, “what a snob she is.” Sometime later, another blooper came out and settled just outside my big mouth. I had told my girlfriend, after we made up, that I had a double headstone on my grave. She was angered once again by my comments. My comments were made while I further explained to her about my two identical jackets.

After my remarks were forgiven, I decided I wasn’t going to ask her to move in with me, until my new house next door was built and finished. I wasn’t going to have her move in to a place I shared with my wife. I knew something would come up and she would pitch a fit. Then it came time for me to ask her to move in and she said she would—a big mistake.

It wasn’t long after she moved in, tha

nt and uncle followed with theirs. I liked the idea and thought it was a smart idea. Then it came my turn many years later, when my wife passed away. I never thought it would bite me in the mouth if I decided to date or marry again.

It was two years since my wife had died, that I thought I was ready to start a relationship again. A kind gesture on my part, instantly angered my new girlfriend. We were sitting outside on my deck, when my girlfriend said she was cold. So I went inside to retrieve two jackets. I was cold, also. When she saw my jacket on, while I was about to put hers on, she asked, “why do you have two jackets the same?” I sheepishly replied, “it was my wife’s.” She was angered by my comment and was taking off the jacket I put on her, and she dropped it on the deck and she told me, “I’m not your dead wife!” Her comment hurt my feelings. I was careful not to bring up my wife or anything that related to our marriage because I knew that wasn’t the way to go in a new relationship. I made an innocent gesture to comfort her while she was cold and it turned into a nightmare. I tried to explain but it fell on deaf ears. I was angry myself, so I let her go stew on it. She left in her car.

I kept thinking about that situation, and I pondered over in my mind whether to apologize. I did that, but on the other hand I thought to myself, “what a snob she is.” Sometime later, another blooper came out and settled just outside my big mouth. I had told my girlfriend, after we made up, that I had a double headstone on my grave. She was angered once again by my comments. My comments were made while I further explained to her about my two identical jackets.

After my remarks were forgiven, I decided I wasn’t going to ask her to move in with me, until my new house next door was built and finished. I wasn’t going to have her move in to a place I shared with my wife. I knew something would come up and she would pitch a fit. Then it came time for me to ask her to move in and she said she would—a big mistake.

It wasn’t long after she moved in, th

cold, also. When she saw my jacket on, while I was about to put hers on, she asked, “why do you have two jackets the same?” I sheepishly replied, “it was my wife’s.” She was angered by my comment and was taking off the jacket I put on her, and she dropped it on the deck and she told me, “I’m not your dead wife!” Her comment hurt my feelings. I was careful not to bring up my wife or anything that related to our marriage because I knew that wasn’t the way to go in a new relationship. I made an innocent gesture to comfort her while she was cold and it turned into a nightmare. I tried to explain but it fell on deaf ears. I was angry myself, so I let her go stew on it. She left in her car.

I kept thinking about that situation, and I pondered over in my mind whether to apologize. I did that, but on the other hand I thought to myself, “what a snob she is.” Sometime later, another blooper came out and settled just outside my big mouth. I had told my girlfriend, after we made up, that I had a double headstone on my grave. She was angered once again by my comments. My comments were made while I further explained to her about my two identical jackets.

After my remarks were forgiven, I decided I wasn’t going to ask her to move in with me, until my new house next door was built and finished. I wasn’t going to have her move in to a place I shared with my wife. I knew something would come up and she would pitch a fit. Then it came time for me to ask her to move in and she said she would—a big mistake.

It wasn’t long after she moved in, th

fort her while she was cold and it turned into a nightmare. I tried to explain but it fell on deaf ears. I was angry myself, so I let her go stew on it. She left in her car.

I kept thinking about that situation, and I pondered over in my mind whether to apologize. I did that, but on the other hand I thought to myself, “what a snob she is.” Sometime later, another blooper came out and settled just outside my big mouth. I had told my girlfriend, after we made up, that I had a double headstone on my grave. She was angered once again by my comments. My comments were made while I further explained to her about my two identical jackets.

After my remarks were forgiven, I decided I wasn’t going to ask her to move in with me, until my new house next door was built and finished. I wasn’t going to have her move in to a place I shared with my wife. I knew something would come up and she would pitch a fit. Then it came time for me to ask her to move in and she said she would—a big mistake.

It wasn’t long after she moved in, th

angered once again by my comments. My comments were made while I further explained to her about my two identical jackets.

After my remarks were forgiven, I decided I wasn’t going to ask her to move in with me, until my new house next door was built and finished. I wasn’t going to have her move in to a place I shared with my wife. I knew something would come up and she would pitch a fit. Then it came time for me to ask her to move in and she said she would—a big mistake.

It wasn’t long after she moved in, that I thought I better move this circle-planter I had made for my wife when the new house was only a vacant lot. The circle-planter I made for my wife was obstructing the new driveway, so it had to be moved. The planter consisted of a concrete-painted bear I gave to my wife for her birthday. I later bought a miniature windmill and placed it by the bear. Then we planted roses around this landscaped circle. Next to it, there sat a big rock. I painted the rock blue for the sky and drew in white for Mt. Rainier in

the forefront. Then I emblazed the words, Bobbie’s Mountain, in black lettering. My wife loved it. We named our property Bobbie’s Mountain because our house was on a hill like a mountain, and we had a gorgeous view of Mt. Rainier from our front yard. We loved Mt. Rainier. It was our favorite place to visit.

When it came time to move the planter or dismantle it, I called a friend to help me move the heavy concrete bear and relocate it over to the other place next door where I lived with my wife. I was going to keep that property and rent it out some day. As I was setting it up over there, I had displayed the arrangement the same as it was, except it wasn’t in a circle anymore but in a large area I landscaped to fit it in. Now the arrangement was set, and I had it facing the new property. The rock still read Bobbie’s Mountain. I thought it looked great in its new location. This way I could view it from my new house--a big mistake.

Before my girlfriend could see it, I covered the rock that read Bobbies Mountain with some landscape fabric. I knew some day, in case this new relationship didn’t work out, I could just take off the fabric without redoing all my artwork. I thought the idea was a smart move on my part.

As months passed, it turned out that my girlfriend really wasn’t meant for me. We parted our ways-- and not in good terms either. I just thought how insensitive she was to my precious memories of my past. They meant so much to me and I thought I was being careful not to mention my