Wolfe’s Woofer: My Husband
Sunday, December 4th, 2016
“You can sit here,” the lady on the bus said, making room for me.
“Thank you,” I said, as I gratefully took a seat.
“I am Mrs. Vernon from Dangriga,” she said. “Where are you from?”
“I have lived in San Pedro for nearly thirty years,” I told her.
As we exchanged small talk she said, “For some reason you remind me so much of my late husband, David.”
“That’s very flattering, I’m sure,” I said. “How long has it been since he passed away?”
“Oh, it’s been six years now. The family misses him every single day.”
“He must have been a good husband,” I said.
“My husband was the very best,” she replied. “He treated me like gold.”
“How many children do you have?”
“We had six children; He had a great job as an electrician and he provided everything for them. My husband was a wonderful father.”
“That’s really nice,” I said.
“We even had four grandchildren,” she told me. “My husband loved to spoil our grandbabies.”
“You’re very young to be a widow,” I said. “How old was he when he passed on?”
“He was forty-eight years old,”
“That’s very young to leave a widow, the children and grandchildren,” I said. “Do you mind telling me what caused his death?”
“My David was the best husband ever. He was a wonderful father and a loving grandfather,” she said. “But he was a terrible electrician.”
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