Yesterday we were informed that a dear old woman named Bette passed away. My dad and her family have been friends for over 35 years. Since my dad was a single dad raising two children, Bette was the first woman to go with me to buy a bikini and a formal dress.
Bette told life like she saw it with no apologizes and with 6 kids there was no sweating the small stuff.
Bette's family stories provided much amusement and laughter. There was and is always something going on. One of the funniest things resulted because of the real estate the family owned and were landlords of. So the bank in Tracy knew her and her family well. One of her sons (who passed away last year) was quite the character and had some eccentric behavior. A few times he would go to make the deposits from the rentals at the bank in the nude. The nude, no clothes on whatsoever. The bank teller would complete the transaction, let the son walk away and then call the police. Really because you cannot have a nude person walking the streets of Tracy, but making a bank transaction in the nude was a complete different story. A sign of the times I guess.
Today as I went over Vasco and saw the Adamson Realty across from McDonald's near the giraffe building, I said a prayer. May God rest your soul Bette Adamson and may your family find peace and comfort during this difficult time.
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