A Very long life

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  1. dweiss17

    dweiss17 Registered User
    Old Timer NAWCC Member

    Aug 1, 2006
    Retired from Graphic Arts
    Philadelphia, PA
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    October 2018, 55 years an NAWCC Member.

    December 11, 2018, a long life of 103 years…and more to come.

    And, still wanting to be a part of the life I have led all these long years. My problem is I am tied to a wheel chair; I have lost the cartilage in my knees that would enable me to walk as I have done for over 100 years. It’s a long story I shall not go into now. I have better things to do than bemoan my fate in having to live on one floor of my home. My life span has honored me as the Last of the Mohicans (Weiss’s). All my immediate family, my Aunts and Uncles and their children are all gone; I have three nephews and one niece, a girl, pretty, and a mere 77 years of age.

    My dear, departed wife passed away May 8, 1997, I lost seven brothers and one sister. Living alone was not the best thing for me, I needed something alive to keep me from living in a home that echoed with emptiness and silence and coldness. Adopting a dog was not a good thing, I could not do justice to such an animal, a dog needs to go out at least twice daily for exercise and to relieve itself from fecal matter. Adopting a cat was the obvious choice, as I still had to go away to attend our NAWCC meetings as well as Regionals and our Conventions.

    A cat gives you the freedom to go away for a day or two or three just as long as you leave the cat food, water and a litter box. Still, they own you in ways you cannot imagine. You never own a cat in the way you own a dog. You need to tend to the dog’s needs daily and he’ll repay you with a love that is beyond description. The cat while loving you, is its own master, you are their keeper, not owner. About seven months after my wife’s passing I adopted two cats, thinking they’d be company for one another if I had to go away to an NAWCC Regional or Convention. Naming the tortoiseshell cat Frankie Weiss, the tabby or tiger looking one I named Johnnie; after the song Frankie and Johnnie who were lovers. Both cats were female and really brightened a life that was in a sorrowful state after the passing of my wife Evelyn. It was a good pairing; both female cats took to another and to me.

    Due to my loss of not being able to walk or stand on my feet, the ground floor has not seen me or my watch and clock work for about two years. Luckily, I had no one’s watch or clock to repair. Nor have I attended an NAWCC event. I’m not happy with the way things are. I have no choice to experience the joy of repairing a watch or clock and see it keeping time. Living alone with Johnnie II, I was wise enough to adopt her while Frankie Weiss was still with me. The first Johnnie lived for nine years and one day. Frankie Weiss lived until near her fourteenth year. I shed many a tear for the first Johnnie. When Frankie Weiss passed away…I shed no tears, instead I decided to remember all the wonderful years of joy she brought me. Yet, when I write about this animal who was truthfully smarter than many a dog, a mist begins to form in my eyes.

    The house is filled with pictures I took of these wonderful loving animals we call cats. When Johnnie II looks at me with love in her eyes and heart I realize how blessed I am in spending many years with these wonderful animals…in their own way they are the epitome of my need in not living alone.
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