pearldiver

Last week I was invited to join a group at a restaurant near my house. They are having some sort of working womens night, and thus the attraction to dudes. The food is ok too. Anyway, this afternoon my doorbell rang, and a gal from the restaurant gave me a bidness card good for two free meals!! Free food? They are now talking my language. So I imagine I will be going tonight.

Not much else new, but one item. In the past few months, I met a group of people, and one guy in particular. His name was Walter Mathis. He died about two weeks ago. He had a home in the King William district of San Antonio, and was a huge force in the restoration of that area. His house was magnificent, and he was a collector of many things, including things associated with Napolean. Including a death mask, one of six or seven in the world. In WW2, a pilot had to fly 25 missions before being able to go back to the states. As a bomber pilot, Walter flew 65. After his death, he left his home and its contents, and a large honorarium to a historical society that it be turned into a museum and have operating funds. Over six hundred people attended the funeral, and about half went to the reception afterwards at his house. There was to be a military service, but only partly, as the honor guard never made it. However, three large white egrets landed in the trees and stayed during most of the ceremony. Was it the Romans who said egrets would take the dead to the Elysian Fields? Rest in Peace, Walter.