Recently
son, George, and grandsons Andy, and Jason, encouraged me to turn this from a
letter into a web page. A web page offers a vast new opportunity to display
pictures along with text. They set it up and instructed me how to put it on
line every week. Bear in mind, for this old geezer, this represents rocket
science.
I do have an agenda. I try to write an
upbeat page with a bit of humor and not get too confrontational in my opinions.
I do have some very firm opinions that have a way of working their way
into these pages. I am also very much computer oriented and try to do as much
as I can to encourage their use. I do regret that most of the pictures have to
be reduced in size due to web space limitations from Prolog thus
limiting their quality.
I hope to reach out to former
Palmertonians as well as other friends and relatives with whom I would like to
maintain contact. We may not agree on everything however my intentions are
honorable.
I suppose the on going saga of the adventures of Queen and
Bobby is about as fascinating as watching paint dry or grass grow. We don’t
lead a very fast paced life. However, with us what you see is what you get. I
really must say that there is a lot of love in this household.
Saturday, May 22, 2004, 6:51 AM 70 deg at LVIA and 67.3 in the bus stop.
Saturday
morning and last week’s web page has not gone on line yet because I can’t gain
entrance to Prolog’s website. Oh, well!!
This morning
the blood glucose is 134 and the weight is 202. I went up to the “park bench”
this morning with my coffee. It is quite warm outside. I want to cut the grass
this morning as soon as some of the dew dries.
Gee but it
looks better now with it cut. I just cut it on Monday. It grows very fast. Too
fast!! Of course it was wet and I got my feet soaked but that is easily
remedied.
Golly but we
got a lot accomplished today. I got the grass cut. It was as usual with the
loaf and rest trick. It will look very nice now for a couple of days.
Then I applied the weed killer to
the weeds coming up at the sidewalk area next to the street. After that we went to Super Fresh
for coffee that was on sale and stopped at K mart for another bag of Cedar mulch.
Later this afternoon after our
rest and the area was in the shade, we applied the stuff to the upper flower
bed. Now we are finished there. This is the result.
These are the fruits of our labors.
Amen, Brother.
Here are the top ten comments made by sports commentators that they would like to take back:Sunday, May 23, 2004 7:16
AM 70 deg at LVIA and 68.7 in the bus stop
It looks like a warm one coming up this morning. My blood
glucose was 146 and the weight 202.
I noticed that the newly planted grass up in the garden
area that I put in place last Monday is growing up through the burlap and
whatever excess seed I spilled about that general area is coming up also. I
will check it tomorrow. Oh boy more grass to cut. Ha!!
I realize that there are those who probably consider us
mentally unbalanced with all this yard work we get into but it gives back far
more than it takes out of us. We both love it. Oh we are still looking for
easier ways to accomplish the desired effect but we both want to do it as long
as we are able. Neither of us is beyond shortcuts toward our goal!
We went for our walk before it got too hot. As we were
walking in the 300 block of Columbia a car pulled up and we were pleasantly
surprised by Connie Beblavy who was happy to see that I circumvented my problem
getting this letter on line. It is very reassuring when I get nice comments
when I have been late with my weekly epistle.
So far everything is easy for me to do except getting
this thing on my Prolog site. The press keeps breaking down. Shucks!!
Tommy stopped over this morning and decided to look in the birdhouse he gave us. It is attached to a pole up near the bus stop “tent” area. We could hear birds chattering for quite awhile. We never had any success getting any birds to raise a brood of young in it. Tommy was very careful opening the top. As he did a bird flew out like a shot. He saw in a clutch of seven eggs inside. We have been noticing that as we sat up in the “tent” there was a lot of bird activity flying about and chattering noisily. A pair of wrens set up housekeeping. She is such a small bird eggs that size must have hurt, I noticed Papa several times when approaching the birdhouse he was out on the clothes line about 3 feet from the house singing up a storm.
Naturally I went for the camera and got these shots.
Tommy
gave us that house many years ago. It just amazes me what is here in
our back yard if we pay attention to God’s blessings. This is
one of life’s minor miracles but a blessing nonetheless. They have
added so much to the joy of that area.
We really didn’t
do much of anything today after our output yesterday and last week.
Supper is over
and we had an excellent meal. Queen had mock beef tenderloin with
mushrooms on top, a small baked potato each, some fresh quick cooked
spinach, and an ear of Super Fresh corn each. It was an excellent meal.
Then we adjourned to the “tent” and had a cup of 8 O’clock coffee each
and we shared an ice cream bar for dessert. It is still hot outside
but not bad with the humidity. Oh that will come soon enough!! Here
are some more old 1915 pictures from around our area.
What those in Europe and the west don’t realize is that if
we, as the strongest, are defeated, they are next because they, too, are a free
society.
The follow up real question is, what is
the best way to beat off this challenge? What do we do next? Obviously cutting
and running does not solve the problem. It will return even worse. I think we
can expect a Spanish style attack here in this country just before the election
for the same reason. It worked in Spain. However, I think they underestimate us
Americans. We are a different breed. Yes, we are made up of an amalgam of
virtually every culture on earth. We are not Germans, French or any other
racial entity. We are Americans. This is truly the “melting pot” at its best.
This has been proven repeatedly. Once we recognize that we actually are
Americans, we behave far differently from our original roots. Americans are in
fact, a different breed of animal.
A free society, American or European, is a complete
anathema to the Moslem world. Thus, their clerics have made it a “Holy War”.
To me, it boils down to the fact that the mid east Moslem
cultures fear us because they fear their culture is threatened by the
Americanization and emancipation of their women. They do not want them
subjected to western ways. A free woman’s life in their society would force the
men to lose control of their social structure of complete domination. Thus they
have every reason to fight it tooth and nail. There have been Moslem women who
were exceptions to this, but I suspect they are token and allowed to happen.
They are rare. Were they to win, you can bet all American women would wear
those unshapely Burkas damn fast!!
Here is an old picture of town
This morning we went up to Big Lots for a look around. Then this
afternoon I called the pool and Larry was there doing paper work. Come
on ahead so I went up for a swim. Jean Stemler was there also. I stopped between laps and spoke with her
for a time. We both love that place. She is very active in lots of
sports but she said she loves swimming best of all. Amen!! I told her that I am trying to become more aware of my surroundings and
am trying to look at the innate beauty that is all about us. On the
surface up there it all looks the same. Nothing has changed. Oh, but
things have changed. The trees have grown taller and the general area
has many different features that are not readily apparent, if we but
look.
I really feel good this morning after yesterday’s swimming exercise. Gradually my endurance will improve with time. The only way to achieve it is to do it. However not too much too soon is a good motto. I have found that 20 laps every day will be plenty for the old man. Other “old men” swim up there but there aren’t many. At 77 years I don’t have to prove a damn thing to anyone. I do it because I love swimming and the water in general. The fact that it is good for me is a pleasant bonus.
This afternoon at 1:30PM I go back to the audiologist in Lehighton for another adjustment of my hearing aid. I do have a few issues I hope she can resolve.
We stopped down at the The Times News this morning on the way home from Queen’s visit to Rite-Aid for a prescription. We saw Pattie and the girls, Linda and Sharon as well. Joel was out.
This afternoon we went to Lehighton to Beltone for the hearing aide adjustment. She really helped one problem. She said that I had a lot of wax in that ear up against the eardrum and it needs to be cleaned out. I go to Dr. Nicholson’s this Friday to see the nurses. I shall ask if they can remove it. I must say that my hearing is noticeably improved thank God!!
We are having a thunderstorm as of now. 8:00 PMThursday, May 27, 2004 7:18 AM 61 deg at LVIA and 660.6 in
the bus stop.
The blood
glucose was 142 and the weight 202. It is very wet outside this morning. I took
the garbage to the alley just in time.
We went for
our morning walk first thing. It must have rained quite a bit over night. I
haven’t installed my rain gauge yet so I don’t know how much we got here.
We will be
leaving shortly for our weekly food-shopping trip.
<Later> We were back
home by 11 am. It was not crowded at all for our trip. We stayed out of
Walmart. That is why we are home sooner.
Later this afternoon I decided to cut the
grass. Queen was cleaning up the yard as
well as watering the plants. George Ashman was over in the graveyard cutting
weeds using the electric weed whacker and generally cleaning up the place. As usual with me it was work
awhile loaf awhile. It certainly looks better now. Tomorrow after I get back
from the Dr’s office, I want to use the weed whacker on our place. We are
beginning to get poison ivy coming up all over the place. I learned my lesson
and I am not going to pull it out or cut it by hand but I found that if I keep
it whacked, I am able to stay ahead of it.
Tonight for
supper we had a filet of salmon, a baked potato each, green beans, tomatoes,
cottage cheese, and a cup of 8 O’clock coffee and some of her peach cobbler
with a dollop of ice cream on it. That we consumed on the front porch. Then we
went up to the glider for a wonderful hour of conversation and just rocking and
holding hands. Hey it doesn’t get any better than this.
Now this really is on the mark. It is an
editorial in the Wall Street Journal. It addresses a serious flaw in our
society today and is right on the mark!!!
“Bill Cosby live!!
May 25, 2004; Page A16
He's not backing down. At Stanford
University Sunday, after a speech to teachers, Bill Cosby didn't mince words
when he spoke of parents not doing right by their children. "Some of these
children," the San Jose Mercury News quotes him as saying, "have been
raised like pimps."
This strong language about
irresponsibility and bad behavior comes scarcely a week after the comedian
found himself at the center of a firestorm for remarks he delivered at an NAACP
dinner commemorating the 50th anniversary of Brown v. Board of Education.
Just what did he say that ruffled so many feathers? We'll let Mr. Cosby speak
for himself:
Lack of responsibility: "Ladies and gentlemen, the lower economic people
are not holding up their end in this deal. These people are not parenting. They
are buying things for their kids -- $500 sneakers for what? And won't spend
$200 for 'Hooked on Phonics.'"
Lack of English skills: "I can't even talk the way these people talk: 'Why
you ain't,' 'Where you is' ... And I blamed the kid until I heard the mother
talk. And then I heard the father talk. ... Everybody knows it's important to
speak English except these knuckleheads. ... You can't be a doctor with that
kind of crap coming out of your mouth."
Crime: "These are not political criminals. These are
people going around stealing Coca-Cola. People getting shot over a piece of
pound cake and then we run out and we are outraged, [saying] 'The cops
shouldn't have shot him.' What the hell was he doing with the pound cake in his
hand?"
By week's end Mr. Cosby had issued a
statement pointing out that most of the news accounts dropped the context
within which his remarks were delivered: a 50% high school dropout rate for
inner-city African-American males that he rightly characterized as an
"epidemic." In other words, Mr. Cosby's argument is that 1) a 50%
black dropout rate ought to be regarded as a national scandal in a post-Brown
America; and 2) dysfunctional behavior is dysfunctional whatever one's skin
color.
I am back. The weight was the same as my last visit and my blood pressure was good. They were very busy this morning so since I was only to see the nurse, I had to forgo the earwax cleaning. She gave me some stuff to see if I couldn’t loosen it and get it out by myself. We shall see.
Please love one another, Mom and Bob [Queen and Bobby]