Many mornings I awake and have no idea what will happen to me before I return to bed that night. Well, one unsuspecting morning, I arose and did the usual tasks. I made up the beds; got breakfast for Joel, 9 years old, and Ruth, 8 years old; taught them school lessons; fixed lunch; taught more lessons; etc. You know, the usual.
Floyd , my husband, had retired from Chrysler in 2004.
He was currrently working at job he loved, a part-time cook and caterer at Sauder Village. It’s an Historic Village in northwest Ohio in the rural town of Archbold. Eric Sauder, the “you assemble” furniture maker, recreated a Village dating from the 1600’s to the 1900’s. Floyd catered for weddings, conventions and cooked in the Barn Restaurant.
That day, he was scheduled to start work at 2 PM. A little before 2 PM, Floyd called. This was unusual for two reasons. First, Floyd is not a phone talker. Second, he frowned on talking on “company time”. So I knew immediately that something was up.