One month ago, Thursday, December 31, which is usually during non-pandemic times a festive party time, instead, I arrived at the hospital at 7am to be with my husband. He had been hospitalized since the Sunday before with a nasty internal bacterial infection. I finally broke through the “Covid no visitor” policy since my husband was close to death.
I found him in really bad shape, even worse than when I left him the night before. He was having a lot of trouble breathing and he had a nasogastric (NG) tube in his nose, down his throat.
Where did that come from? Why was that there? Thus began a terribly difficult and fateful day of decision-making.
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I have had several regular readers of this blog reach out to extend their condolences on the recent death of my beloved husband. I appreciate that.
I have to admit, these last couple weeks since my sweet husband let go, I have been grieving. Some readers of this blog have sent me email of condolences and suggestions on self-care.
As I mentioned on my 
I have not been blogging here for a long time because…
Hey there, loyal readers and followers of this blog.
I have not been amused… for several years now… that boot manufacturers decided to give names to their boots that are truly meaningless. “Dean, Clayton, Wyatt, Landon, Rutmann, Lor, Devin, Brady, Billy, Rootytootytootoo…” whatever, you look hard enough, you can probably find a boot by whatever name you want.
I have been asked about boots under the brand name “JB Dillon” for several years, and all of my internet sleuthing results continued to point to cowboy boot sales by a company called “Rick’s Ranchwear” with no additional information. No website (in the past) other than “Two Free Boots” retail stores in Ohio, Tennessee, Florida, and Nevada.
I have news which may be shocking for some readers. 
I have blogged a lot about boots and the quality of materials from which they are made as well as quality of craftsmanship in construction.