A quiet fellow, the lead hand that arrived a few minutes early to check on me and my kitchen. Curtioues and kind enough to bring my paper in, he introduced himself but I never got his name. I'm 92 on my own still, at least that's all that has given out on me for now anyway. They left me a copy of his quote and my grandson took care of arrangements.
In early July the quote fellow was knocking on my door, with a tea in hand he gave his welcome and entered my home. He stopped by to check on me and to see if there where any concerns that I wished to address before he started the next day. I watch my show, between 1pm and 2pm and that is all besides company on Friday at 4. He smiled and knodded like he had watched my show. All week he would bring me tea and I made cake once and all of sudden everyone was gone and my grandson came by with the quiet guy. They asked if I wanted to see but I just yelled as my show was on. Friday morning I thought of a pie and snuck in the kitchen to see, I'll be damned there was a dishwasher where a closet used to be and a countertop with short stools, I say just for me but.... I like my kitchen and the quiet one stops around still, sometime I'll ask his name but I done really care as he knows mine and brought me all these Sundays on my birthday. Thanks for the good work guys from Sears