Maybe a Little Optimism

I start this today with some photos of the last year.  First is the "Iron Frog" spotted on one of my walks in the neighborhood.  Next is my favorite chips of all time.  The texture and saltiness is superb.  I could extoll the magic of these all day but alas, for the good of my health, must relegate the remaining half bag to the waste bin today.

Lastly pictured is our balcony from last year with all the greenery Judy planted shown in sunlight.  The plants are mostly perennials (discovered that I can no longer spell worth a shit) hence spellcheck corrections, yet another frustration of old age.  

 

I lost my eldest cousin on March 13th, Judith Ann Colbeck (Kish).  Most of the memories of her and her family have faded but I remember their home on Logan St. in Southwest Detroit well.  It was always smoke filled and they had a radio hanging on the wall that was a replica of a old time telephone with the hand held speaker.  Hockey was always on usually the Red Wings but anything would do as long as it was hockey.  My grandmother Lydia lived with them for a while and she would yell at the boys (my other cousins), "Mikey leave Jeeemy alone! "  That I can hear like it was yesterday.  Their mother Marge was a wonderful cook and always had something on the stove.  Grandma make home made noodles for soup.  When she was at it, there was not a horizontal surface to sit on or place anything on, counters, closet shelves anywhere filled with pans of drying noodles.  We boys would play hockey in the basement shooting tennis balls into the goal. When my sister Pam died in 1966, Judy comforted me and knew the pain I was feeling.  She told jokes over the phone to my aging mom and always made her laugh, something I always appreciated.  She will be missed by many.

Donating blood to the Red Cross today.  it seems that my blood is good for newborn babies due to a virus I never had and have no antibodies for.  This is really thrilling for me and I have no problem enduing the slight discomfort if it can help a newborn survive.  My pitch:  give blood if you can.

Well,  we have our second shots and our American Rescue checks are coming.  Our quiet, boring President is getting things done.  He has hired the right people and does not need all the answers popping out of his head.  He listens.  What a concept, listening,  

Turned 71 recently so I guess the next milestone birthday is 75,  Whew! that's at least a few years off.  The sun will shine in Berkey today, I am most pleased and guardedly optimistic, hope you are too.

all for now

stay safe