Boston Is History

I’ve been traveling this week and still am. I apologize for the sporadic updating, but it has been largely unavoidable. You probably want to hear about Boston Comic Con. I met some wonderful readers in Boston. I had so many people come by and say such nice things. However, so many kind words were prefaced the same way: “I used to read you all the time in the newspaper!” Of course, I would point out that I’m still in the newspaper, and they’d say, “Yeah, well, we don’t get a paper anymore.” Aside from being flagrantly reminded how far the scene has shifted from my professional turf, Boston was great. I will talk a lot more about it in days to come. Vermont Comic Con is yet to come!
Today's "Arlo & Janis!"

213 responses to “Boston Is History”

  1. Well, our “daily” paper is now twice a week plus Sunday – I used to read you every day – now just Tuesday and Thursday as I don’t get the Sunday edition. It takes commitment as I have to go and GET the paper – no home delivery where my house is located!

  2. I admit I’m not a newspaper insider, but it does seem as if the papers gave up all too easily. We don’t get our local paper because it’s gone from four sections and 30+ pages to around 8-10 pages and 1 or 2 sections (Not counting Sundays). The paper we do get, the Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel, has A&J in it, and is still a true “news” paper. But it was recently purchased by Gannett, and is morphing into that well-known national paper they own. If it becomes too much like that aforesaid paper, we’ll drop it, too. How very sad. And, lest you think I am an old curmudgeon, I own an iPad, a laptop, and buy much of my non-grocery items online. I don’t object to the internet, but I do think it needs to learn its place! Thanks for listening…

  3. We have a pretty decent paper where I live and I take it (home delivery) for the editorial page, the local news and the comics section. The nat’l news is always 2-3 days old by the time it appears in the paper. I read all the comics and do the crossword nearly every evening before bed. I read A&J online (GoComics) at work (it’s in the paper tho) and Calvin and Hobbes (not in the paper).

  4. I’ve said it here before, but when I stopped buying the daily paper, the newspaper industry was doomed. My kids’ enduring memory of me had to be me laying on the sofa reading the Sunday paper. I gave it up when the Detroit papers stopped delivery 4 days a week and the those 4 days were filled with a very puny paper that cost a dollar. Worse, I could get more up to date news by going to their websites.

    I still look at 4-5 strips each day religiously. The site that I go to does not have Blonde or Beetle Bailey and sometimes when I think of it, I will look for them somewhere else. I think the future of comic strips is via social media. In the old days, I would cut out the A&J strip and put it on the refrigerator. Now I post them on Facebook.

  5. I was one of those people fortunate enough to see JJ in person at ComicCon Boston. What a hoot to meet and talk to the creator of our beloved A&J in the flesh. Of course, there was a LOT of flesh at ComicCon. The sheer masses of humanity, not to mention the amazing costumes worn by so many attendees was mind boggling. And let’s not forget the dozens and dozens of talented illustrative artists who were in attendance.

    About newspapers. As with many newspapers, you can buy an online version much more cheaply than the paper version. I find them unwieldy to use and am likely to overlook something I might actually be interested in. But…. our Boston Globe ALSO offers an e-reader version. It looks EXACTLY like and you peruse it EXACTLY like the paper version. I love it and was able to get my hometown “paper” every day during a 6 week 10,500 mile cross-country road trip last year. We hit 26 states and 2 Canadian provinces. I can only hope that more newspapers would offer their product in this format – and advertise it – because I think readers would jump at the chance to buy them. The subscription costs about 25% of the newsstand copy and I never have to leave my house to get it. Blizzards be damned! I do miss the tactile sensation of holding the newspaper, though. And lastly, you can’t cut out a digital version of A&J to stick onto the refrigerator. *sigh*

  6. I stopped getting print copies of the daily paper a couple of years ago and switched to only Wed & Sun editions for the sale fliers and coupons. This year I added the digital version for the other days of the week and a digital subscriptions to second newspaper. It’s a win-win for everyone: I get the benefit of the reading the paper, they get the benefit of the subscription fee, and the planet gets the benefit of less pollution.

  7. How interesting to hear from so many thoughts on subject. I have lived here twenty years and while I think the Tulsa paper is a good one stopped my subscription when my mother died. She loved it.

    But it did not carry Arlo and Janis. So for some reason I was reading the McAlester, OK paper recently and found they did. Since I do little in McAlester which is closest town to me other than gym, Lowe’s and one department store I had never read the paper as it was written for “locals.” That is good, for locals.

  8. I see that JJ’s Sunday update did not extend the time for comments herein. Apparently, the time of original entering by JJ is the controlling factor.

    A number of comics not carried by can be found at . I find that site easier to use, as well. Blondie and Beetle Bailey are among those available.

  9. Someone commented on our local paper, the one in McAlester, that they should run all obituaries for free because that was why anyone subscribed to them. They charge large fee to run obituaries and do not consider them news but notices, like legal notices.

  10. When the local paper went lame and I dropped my subscription I started reading A&J on GoComics, but they started having viruses from time to time. I have had a good experience with the Seattle Times. Too bad I live on a different coast.

  11. Happy belated birthday, Debbe!

    I subscribe to my local paper (which carries A&J); home delivery several days a week by the newspaper agency and the balance by an independent carrier. I am never giving up my newspaper.

  12. Mark is home from hospital. He says they discharged him about a week too early. Llee is on Facebook as is Miss Charlotte and Gary so those three accounted for.

  13. We still subscribe to the incredible shrinking print editíon of the Orlando Sentinel. It never did carry A&J – my introduction came through a truly local paper, the Sanford Herald, when they were still a daily. I subscribed to the Herald at the school where I worked because they did more coverage of Seminole County news, especially high school sports, than the Sentinel.

    When we’re traveling I do read the OS enewspaper on my tablet but I’m not a fan. We can read quite a few magazines online through our local library but I find the format awkward at best.

    There’s also a stack of print magazines on my footstool for “one of these days” 🙂

  14. Delivered paper in our household is down to a weekly news magazine and the Sunday newspaper. The Sunday paper does not carry A&J, is just a cheap way to get the online edition. Last physical newspaper I read was the Memphis Commercial Appeal, it did carry A&J.

  15. Son of a gun. I had forgotten that you were going to the Boston Comic Con.

    This afternoon, the bank’s president and I were talking about his trip last week to Boston for the Ohio Bankers League convention, and he mentioned that a comic con was going on while he was there.

    He missed the chance to meet you; he likes A&J, too.

  16. And I am happy to say that A&J still appears in my local paper.

    Actually, I’m the one who convinced the publisher to add it quite a few years ago.

    No brag. Just fact.

  17. I meant to post this earlier this week, but forgot. Last Saturday, I installed an astronomy app on my phone. It works just the way the one Janis has: not only can you find out the names of any star you point it at, you can even locate stars, planets and so-on that are below the horizon by holding the phone flat. I’m not sure why anybody would want to do that, but it’s kinda neat.

    Also, on the medical front, I recently had a CBC to check on my platelet count. Currently, it’s at about 79,000, up about 10,000 from the month before. (Normal is 150,000.) My Hematologist is cautiously pleased, and has set me up for another on next month. He warned me several years ago that if I’m ever hospitalized again for ITP (That’s a fancy medical term for a dangerously-low platelet count.) I’ll come out without my spleen and I’m rather attached to it, so I’m hoping this won’t be needed.

  18. Sideburns may you multiply and prosper. Why are so many of the Villagers plagued with rare and horrible diseases? And we are still cheerful and positive?

    Anyone been blessed with a plague of locust or frogs?

  19. I got a real newspaper for decades. I have a nice entry way that is sheltered from the elements. For some reason in the past few years, the carrier decided that it was too much trouble to open the door to the entry way and just left the paper leaning against the door to get soaked or buried in snow. You could tell when the carrier took vacation because the replacement WOULD put the paper in the entry way. ‘Nuff is enough. I cancelled the paper and get my news (and more importantly, my comics) online.

  20. Debbe 😉 “Happy Belated* Birthday, hon. I’ll bet you don’t look a day over 23,” he said, as visions of orange string bikinis danced in his head. 😀

    * I typed this yesterday but got locked out with the orphans, and then, today, my mom got sick.

  21. My mom was obviously not feeling well when I saw her yesterday afternoon, so I went to the nursing facility at 7:00 this morning to be there when the attending physician made rounds. She was worse, and he agreed she needed to go the med center for evaluation, which she did at 8:00. Thus began a seven hour ER adventure.

    Long story short, her previously diagnosed atria fibrillation for which she takes medication had gotten out of control with her heart rate up to 150+. And a chest X-ray showed pneumonia on both sides. IV meds finally got her heart slowed down, and she’s on IV antibiotics and staying overnight. I discovered her floor must be where some supervisory nurse has gathered and hidden all the good floor nurses at the med center. I got to meet both her day and night shift nurses, and they are great. Charmed them, too, of course, so I think they will take extra special care of her. 🙂

    I just got home and need to be back at 7:00 to see the hospitalist when he makes rounds. No rest for the wicked.

    Prayers and positive thoughts for her will be gladly accepted.

  22. My “Old Bearism” for the day:

    Interesting Factoid: One person in four in this country comprises 25 percent of the U.S. population.

    Thanks, Roberta X

  23. Ghost I honestly think of your mother daily and even many times a day. I know when you go missing something has gone wrong. I wish there was something I could do besides worry. That is sincere.

    You have to be about the best son I have ever heard of. She is fortunate to be your mother but again, she raised a good son. Bless you both and bring peace.

  24. Ghost, what the ladies said.

    I can tell this is not going on the calendar of years to remember for the good things, save for meeting with Jackie. And unless I get my ex turned into one for real. 1 and half days out of the hospital and she’s asking for money because tomorrow’s payday. I told her her budget was whatever she got out and earned, just like me, and I was surprised she had the nerve to ask. 12 years without a real job, 2 BA and 1 MA, six years separated, and she still won’t become independent.

  25. Just cut her off, Mark. Tell her the bank is closed and her credit cards are over limit and cancelled.

    Says a lady who has done many kinds of work in life including cleaning and scrubbing boats and selling cars and working in flower shops and nurseries, quite physical hard work. I have never done anything I was ashamed of or embarrassed to do and that I did not give 150% or more to doing.

    I have no patience with those that live off others as she has done. Thank you for saying I was a good experience my friend.

  26. Just a short post – have lots of comments for “Home of the bean & the cod’
    Just spent 7 hrs cleaning carpet (other than vacuum not done in 50 years) REAL

    Prayers for your mom GR6 and you.

    Thank you all for the prayers for my friend Ron – They got cancer out – don’t think is spread
    to lymph nodes – will get up date tomorrow.

    GM Debbe – in relation to your post the other day-
    Zen Wisdom with a twist.
    4.    Don’t be irreplaceable. If you can’t be replaced, you can’t be promoted.


  27. About today’s strip, after 20 years my small pond and fountain is going into the ground. I bought the original liner that long ago and my late husband left it in back yard upside down for snakes and bugs to live under.

    Last year I bought a few more pieces on sale and four spitting cranes to sit on rocks. I got a large spitting fish a while back. We may never find the pumps and water spout that originally went with it.

    Idiot fired minion sprayed one of my cranes metallic bronze!! We have to repaint it to match other three birds. It is going right off porch so I can hear and watch it off porch or from kitchen table. I am on Janis’ side here.

  28. Good morning Villagers….

    GR and Smigz, thank you. Had steak, a few friends stopped by, cold ones and chocolate cake with whipped icing. One of the nicest ones I’ve had in years gone by.

    Old Bear, now I had to stop and reread that zen wisdom at least three times before I got it….need more coffee.

    The Jasper Herald carries A&J, and that’s where I ‘discovered’ them some 12 years back…don’t remember how I stumbled on them on the internet. I think after I no longer had access to the paper, I googled them.

    And Mark is home…early. Please, Please, take baby steps and don’t overdue it. Oh, and just say “NO”.

    GR, I think of you and your Mother daily. I remember those days too when my Mom was in the nursing home. You both are in my prayers…….

    ya’ll have a blessed day

    ….and it’s good to see new Villagers stop by.

  29. How did you know, Debbe? But… Monday… Going to take a week off and visit my son and his family in FL. I don’t want to even THINK about trying to catch up when I get back!

    Have never met you, Deb, but I love you, girl!

  30. The last thing I do each night is pray for family and friends, among whom I count the Village. Been saying a few extra recently.

    Old Bear, great news about your friend!

  31. Thanks, all, for the kind wishes. She seems to have had a good night, other than once pulling her mask off in her sleep, causing her oxygen level to drop. Still waiting for the hospitalist to round. I think it may be the one who saw her here last and helped get her admitted to nursing care. He’s good.

  32. Good morning. And I may go back to sleep.

    Ghost, we walked in your shoes with the revolving doors between hospital to nursing care to hospital and back to care. My husband was not you.

    But still it was exhausting and stressful and of course we did not know he had cancer, only that he was ill. What I am trying to say is take care of the care giver. You are trying to do it all and you are going to burn yourself out with work and caring for your mom.

    Take care of Ghost too.

  33. Thanks, Jackie. I know that…but it doesn’t hurt to be reminded. The weeks leading up to my mom going into nursing were undoubtedly the most stressful and tiring of my life…a fact I realize now but did not at the time. I will try really hard not to repeat that.

  34. I have been running around shopping for stuff to put the new stone patio together, the one just off kitchen which is big outdoor living room. Mainly. Am on way to spend night in Tulsa so I get to doctor’s appointment on time.

  35. Jackie – I have your plague of frogs … and toads, and slugs, and spiders, and a smattering of preying mantis just to spice it up. You can have them.

    Get well wishes to everyone that needs it.

    Headed to bed. I fought then lawn, and the lawn won. I am beat!

  36. I started out throwing the Denver Post 7 days a week for 2 bucks a month. I pay the San Antonio Express-News a year in advance and last time it was 425 bucks for the year. What really frosts me is if they decide to raise the rates they adjust my year down proportionately. I thought paying a year in advance was supposed to protect you from that. Guess not. I’ll probably have to drop the paper after 33 years of buying the local rag and just buy a paper off the rack Wednesday and Sunday. A real shame as I started out in the printing industry by running press for 2 different papers. They are pricing the print version out of the market. As it was explained to me years ago the price of a newspaper really is not to recover the printing price, but to have a way to track subscribers with ads paying the main load. Guess they changed toe business model I guess Ill keep paying GoComics and uClick to send me the comics in my email.

  37. Dennis: When I get my yearly bill for the paper [which always incudes a statement that they will continue my subscription at some HIGH monthly price if I do NOT tell them otherwise], I phone them to complain. Invariably, the person on the phone finds a much lower rate for me. It’s a price break of about $150. or $160. for the year, so worth the aggravation. They then tell me to scrap the bill recently sent, and that they’ll send me a new one. They do, and I make sure to pay it right away.

    The paper does have the obnoxious idea to charge extra for any number of issues they think are “special” and to do so by causing the subscription to end earlier than agreed. The subscriber does not have a choice, and I have entered my objections to that kind of treatment.

  38. Have not noticed missing the Tulsa paper for last year and a half. It was expensive but it was for my mother. When she passed away it went unread because frankly they carried no columnists I cared for and while my mom loved the police beat coverage, I didn’t. I don’t do crosswords or games and I wasn’t taking advantage of coupons any more.

    Mindy, I got some horrible bug in my hair that jumped down my cleavage that may have been a praying mantis. I squashed him after he landed on floor.

    Toads and frogs are OK in small amounts but not spiders and bugs.

  39. I have been back to school shopping for my grandson Jack who goes to Catholic school with strict dress code. He is four but just getting out of 2T clothes. Told you we were small people! He will probably have his wardrobe for next two school years as grand.other bought all the 3T and 4T clothes she found on sale that met dress codes.

    He isn’t allowed to wear tee shirts or anything except plain polos and plain Oxford shirts in certain colors, khakis in tan or navy or black. No jeans.

    Grandmother is exhausted.

  40. Reading the newspaper tales makes me glad I gave them up. Now if I could find a cure for my electronic device addiction, I could go happily about life without a clue about what was going on in the world.

  41. You would be happier for burying your head, as do I. I turned off television as well. What my “news feed” on this phone calls news is seldom news but gossip.

  42. I’ve a certain bias for paper newspapers, partly because I contribute articles to one. The Bemidji Pioneer [Tu-Su] is owned by Forum Enterprises [or whatever], publisher of the Fargo Forum and owner of many MN and nearby ‘dailies’ and such, and source of some of the Pioneer’s articles. The Pioneer can editorialize / local issues and candidates, but the Forum decides national editorial policy. The Pioneer carries columnists of various stripes, actually a reasonable balance. It, along with more media that most people realize, is basically pro-business. After all, it is one, and its major customers are advertisers. The press is free if you own one.


  43. Talked to Mark earlier tonight. He badly needs help, cannot do anything yet and has no help, not even home health or whatever they call the visiting aides. He got turned down for resident rehab and has no one to run errands or do chores for him which he cannot do himself like changing bandages, laundry, food. His mom is not capable of looking after herself and certainly not Mark.

    This does not seem right. He is just a week maybe post on and needs care.

    Not hearing from Ghost concerns me too. Here I sit in La Quinta getting ready for bed and feeling frustrated I can help no one. Southern women and Jewish mama’s
    Thank God I am an Anglican or I’d be in real trouble.

  44. Just a long day, Jackie. My mom’s heart problem has responded to medication and is no longer an immediate concern. The pneumonia, not so much. I stayed to talk to the incoming night nurse about some treatment options, so that everyone would be on the same page. The hospitalist should have a report on her afternoon chest X-ray. Hoping for signs of improvement.

  45. I don’t know if Mark’s situation is related to the fact his care was under the VA “Choice Program”, allowing use of private healthcare providers to relieve the VA’s “backlog” problem. I recently read that the VA is billions of dollars behind in paying outstanding claims to private providers. If that is the case, some providers may not be anxious to provide additional care under the program if it could at all be considered medically unnecessary. Or the VA could be “cost cutting” to pay for VA employee “bonuses”. ($142 million in 2014.) I’d be interested in knowing who made the decision to deny his follow-up care.

  46. GHOST, good to hear. You get some rest too. I bet you will be there at 7 a.m. to meet that doctor too.

    Me, I am getting in shower, Dickens is ready for bed. I left not one but two wakeup calls. Hate morning appointments.

  47. You’re a lot bigger than that bug or my foot. You wouldn’t shake out that easily. It looked like a dried branch, I had been giving fast lesson in cutting back bearded iris fans to transplant and thought I’d gotten cypress branch in my hair. I was shocked it was alive. It was a low cut blouse and loose so I got it out.

    Now if that had been a small snake you’d have heard me in Mississippi.

  48. Ghost, nope, nothing like that. The local hospital has the monopoly on nearly everything inpatient here, including rehab. By their standards, I was not bad enough off to qualify for inpatient rehab there even though both my surgeons said otherwise. VA hospital inpt rehab is mostly tied up by people even sicker than I. I am supposed to receive outpatient help of some kind by a provider who works both for the VA and the cardiology service, thereby coordinating care across both civilian and government services. We hope.

  49. Good luck, Mark. Still seems to me like bean counters making medical care decisions. I have a friend who was recently denied SNF surgical rehab she desperately needed by a major Medicare Advantage plan under similar circumstances.

  50. Sirius Satellite Radio was playing it this week. Love that song. Finally figured out how to listen to more than the six stations they had it set on!

  51. Good morning Villagers…..

    Gal, love you too. Who knows, there may be a day when we can meet, you’re in Ohio and I’m in Indiana and there’s just a state line between us. Do have a blessed time with your son and his family. AND don’t EVEN think about work!!!!

    Indy Mindy…very clever…I fought the lawn and the lawn one 🙂

    Thank you Jean.

    GR, what Jackie said is very true…pace yourself, eat right, get sleep.

    Mark, wish I could help you out. I feel so sorry for you. But you have my prayers…….Amen.

    I have tomorrow off, Ian too. And it’s going to rain, then on Sunday the high will be 75 degrees. I should go in but I’m not, I need the rest. We learned yesterday the FDA is coming through next week. They are/have been at The Corp already. So much to do. Going to be a long Sunday.

    If it’s Friday….then it’s payday 🙂


  52. GR 😉 got to remember this…..

    I’d read in the comments section where someone said it reminded them of Oreos and Nutella…..I love Nutella….husband bought me a jar the other day…smear on anything 🙂

  53. I get the Mackinac Island Town Crier delivered to me weekly during the summer and then they only publish only every few months in the off season. They use summer interns and there is somewhat a competition as many of them are pretty good and then graduate and write for big papers. The highlight of the paper was reading Mrs. Dowd, who wrote into her late eighties until she passed away last Christmas. It turns out that her eyesight had been failing and her daughter, the Mayor, had been writing much of the column for her. So this year we are reading her daughter’s column and it is quite the same. Maybe it’s her picture!

    I met Mrs. Dowd a few times when I went there and she often wrote that I had stopped by to visit. She was only a few years younger than my Mom, but my Mom wrote weekly letters until her untimely death in 1984. That was the feel of the column. It was sometimes a bit gossipy but there was always real news interspersed. Both Mrs. Dowd and my Mom would include prayers for those who were sick and praise for good people doing good deeds. If some of you are from a small town, you probably all had a columnist that wrote about stuff like that. I think people tend to miss that today.

  54. Debbe, I own those shoes! I forgot I owned them until you posted the photo. Yes, they are adorable. I need to wear them. Crazy cat lady who buys things and forgets to ever wear them. If they don’t fit, what size are your feet?

  55. Years ago I read the Atlanta Journal-Constitution, because it was the only paper there was. Then I got tired of the slant their “news” coverage took, and they dropped many of my favorite comics so I dropped them. By then a small local, the Gwinnett Daily News, had better reporting-and comics-so I subscribed to them. That was when I found Arlo & Janis. 🙂 Then I moved, and the Dahlonega Nugget is a weekly and does not have a comics page. Happily I now have gocomics so I can keep up with A&J and BCN, among others. As for the news, I ignore much of that.

  56. I own the black cat shoes and their soles are pristine.

    Mark YOU take care of YOURSELF and stay away from that cigarette smoke. Call about visiting nurse, aide, whatever. I am at appointment.

    Re today’s real time strip. I own the mermaid too AND the tee shirt. Go figure?

  57. Ghost: “bean counters making medical decisions” – I’ve known people who have gone through the lengthy process of finding the medication that works right for their condition only to be forced to start over when their employer-provided insurance changed. How is this not “practicing medicine without a license”? (This sort of discussion usually inspires a rant from my husband about insurance being the reason that health care is so expensive.)

  58. I got the call at a little before 2:00 this morning. By the time I got to the hospital, my mother had passed away. I’ll be busy for a few days.

    Thank you for your thoughts and prayers over the past months. Most of all, thank you for caring.

  59. So sorry Ghost. May God keep you wrapped in his arms during this tough time.
    My mother has been gone since 2002, still an empty spot in the heart.

  60. Ghost you did the very best you could. My heart truly goes out to you. I wish I knew where to send flowers, I would you know. I feel as though I knew her because of you.

    This is the hardest thing and I know you loved her with every beat of your heart. You would have made her proud of you her entire life and that is something not every mother can have.

    God bless you and hold you in his hands.

  61. Ghost,

    So very sorry. It hurts to lose a parent, no matter how long you have had them. This is not mine, but expresses my thoughts for you well:
    May you see God’s light on the path ahead
    When the road you walk is dark.
    May you always hear,
    Even in your hour of sorrow,
    The gentle singing of the lark.
    When times are hard may hardness
    Never turn your heart to stone,
    May you always remember
    when the shadows fall –
    You do not walk alone.

  62. I have had an interesting emotional journey since my mother passed on St Patrick’s Day in 2006, 18 months after the doctors went in to remove a “simple glioma” that turned out to be a glioblastoma multiforme, the same thing that took Ted Kennedy. By the time pneumonia took her, I was emotionally exhausted and relieved to have it over. Since then I’ve reconsidered our relationship in light of what I’ve learned these past 7 years as a chaplain in a psychiatric hospital.

    The only time as an adult when I felt true affection for her was during that 18 months… in her diminished state, paralyzed on her dominant side, she finally was emotionally open to me and far less critical of me and everyone else on the planet. As she approached the end she actually apologized for many of the more hurtful things she had said and done.

    Today, some 10 years after her passing, I’m finally really starting to miss her.

    Ghost, I hope your emotional journey runs more smoothly than my own.

  63. Trucker, my husband loved my mother and my aunt who traveled with us after her husband died. Dying of cancer, he made the effort to visit her as she died so she thought he was recovered. He did not love his oen mother and like many others barely tolerated her.

    I know her illnesses and death hastened Mike’s own death as we struggled through his mother’s terminal illness. I am certain her death was a relief, her last years were misery and pain. Had we not dealt with that his cancer might have been found but what if is no use to the present.

    My happiest years as an adult child may have been caring for my mother. I always knew I would do so but she believed others would. Of course they did not. If you do the best you can as I did then you have peace that their passing was fast and without suffering. If pain and suffering is the end, and you did the best you could Trucker, then you too deserve peace.

  64. By coincidence, only a half hour ago, we had a call from my MBH’s sister, saying that their mutual cousin had passed away a week ago. SIL saw it in the local paper to which she has a subscription. MBH also has a subscription, but we are a greater distance away, so get it later.

    This cousin was on hand in 1970 when my MIL died. I crunched the numbers for my FIL and told him it would be wise to accept cousin’s offer for 10 of his 11 acres. FIL did. Then, a decade later, FIL died, and cousin bought the remaining acre with the ancestral home. That house had been built in the 1830s and passed down through the generations – always via a daughter. Thus the surname of the successive occupants changed each generation. Cousin, however, bore the same family name as FIL, so, at last there was no change.

    When FIL died around 1980, we lived 1500 miles away, and SIL lived 500 miles away. There were no other heirs and neither sister could take over and keep up the place. That’s where their cousin came in, and I, for one, appreciated that.

  65. Ghost, Trucker, et al.: Parents, spice, and survivors are/were all specific persons. I join in prayers for your grief, but none is qualified to fault others for things that cannot be changed. I am still burdened by wife’s death; to me, world’s best person. Dad and Mom not so much. I did what needed to be done, usually, saw to it that Gran was visited daily in the Rehab by one kid or another, or Elaine or me, until she was no longer responsive; am sure she felt loved, maybe more by me than was accurate. We cannot undo the past.

    Funeral at a local LC this a.m. for a former neighbor woman, who mostly lived for others, at least much of the time. Loving kids and grandkids. Full church. Had cancer, and the chance to design her own service. My dental hygienist sang two soloes, reason enough to go. Lunch: I will have a light supper.

    Peace and consolation to all.

  66. Change of subject but I am going to listen to some music at a local honky tonk called the Ice House. Want to bet it is a refuge run off from Texas? My employee moonlights as a mandolin and guitar player and keeps inviting me but I hate cigarette smoke. Apparently it’s outside but he says place has been there since 1920s as a honky tonk. I live right across from Belle Starr state Park and all the settings from True Grit. Clyde Barrow and other outlaws ran all through here. A few years ago they found a buried vintage car hidden in a dugout cave that was supposed to have been hidden by outlaws and forgotten about.

    Anything is possible in Oklahoma. There is a tiny but legendary country and gospel theater out on Highway 9 by corner where I live. All the local country legends played it in 1950s and 60s like Merle Haggard.

  67. Ghost, so sorry to hear of this. You have had a tough period the last few years between your sister and your mother. I hope this will be the time now you get to rest and regroup yourself. May God give you the strength, love and comfort you need to go on!

  68. I don’t have words any more eloquent than those already posted here, Ghost, but I truly echo what has been said. This Village is a loving and caring place where we feel blessed to spend time.

  69. May the memories of the good time get us through the bad times.
    If we focus on the bad times we will scarce remember nor enjoy the
    memories of the good times. Amen

    Belated HB Debbe

  70. Another note if you are checking in Ghost. I have thought of you and your mother all day. As a florist I have done hundreds of funerals, maybe thousands. They are never easy but I always tried to make each thing I did special for the person being remembered was a unique beloved family member to those who remained behind. They were the ones I created for, to bring them beauty and help their loss. It honors the deceased but the love is for those who grieve.

    If I cannot send flowers for your mother please know I send them from my heart. May there be beauty as I gave my mother, my final gift to her. May your mother rest in roses.

  71. I hate being up this time of night… especially since I’m waiting for a plumber to handle a leak within the downstairs bathroom’s wall. The rest of the family is unaware of the problem, peacefully sleeping.

  72. GR, I wept. You were and still are a very loving and dedicated son. People will say “I know your pain”….maybe some do, but everyone suffers the loss of a parent in their own way. I found great comfort in reading scripture at Mom’s funeral.

    You will be in my thoughts and prayers……….Amen

    …I’m off today, going into town and spend some time with my Dad and sisters cleaning his house, then onto my sister Brenda who has the spinal fluid leak….

    Love to all , and His blessings on all


  73. Ghost,

    I’m deeply sorry for your loss. Though we live behind a curtain here, it is still very possible to know and care for the people in this village. Please know that you are in my thoughts and prayers as others here have shared.


  74. Trucker, I reread your post regarding your mother’s final stage. It is with heartfelt gladness that you were and are able to have closure and remember her at her best…

  75. I am trying so hard to get the energy to get up and away and get into town. Come on guys, let’s hear it…..”Debbe, you know you can, you know you can……..”

    Mark, and how are you doing this morning???? Back when I was head of housekeeping at the Hampton, we used these ionized machines to clear out the smoking rooms….it helped. Do you have such a thing in your house to cut down on the smoke? If not, please look into it….as you are a wiz at finding anything on the internet.

  76. Orcalab is doing highlights right now; don’t know for how long. Good chance to see what goes on there. Humpback whales, orcas, maybe other stuff. Remember to close ‘exp lore’ before copying the URL. Peace,


  77. Good morning all. Hal is obstinate today. We had a beautiful cool night last night and sat outside free of cigarette smoke listening to my stone Mason, his wife and friends play country, blue grass, rock, and hymns. I sat in beat up chairs and drank Diet Coke while they played their hearts out working with a couple of new additions.

    Tonight I am going to hear my friends The Captain Ledge Band playing at a club where I have to endure the smoke. They are excellent and just got a new recording contract so hope they have a good crowd. Suffering for friends but they have played for me every year for my boating weekend.

    Ghost, you are loved by all here. Know we are with you in spirit.

  78. To the Village:

    As you know, my mom passed away early Friday morning. I appreciate your expressions of concern more than you can know. This community of ours is truly an amazing thing.

    She seemed to have improved the first day she was in the hospital, but things deteriorated the second day, especially in the last twelve hours. The stress of her rapid heartbeat and her worsening pneumonia was just too much for her already frail body to survive. She was obviously in respiratory distress but at the end she passed relatively quickly and quite peacefully. Her situation was such that I would not bring her back in that condition if I had the power to do so.

    I managed to make all the notifications and funereal arrangements by 2:00 yesterday afternoon. (I guess my Germanic penchant for organization and orderliness is good for more than just giving me the occasional bout of minor and random OCD.) Staying busy helped, and when I was finally able to get to bed, I fell right asleep and slept for ten hours, which for me is like a sleep marathon.

    Our relationship was always excellent, but it reached another level after my sister passed away, and I took over checking on her and carrying her shopping and to doctor appointments, as she was no longer driving by that time. In her final months, I spent a lot of my time with her. Her long-term memory, although getting a little sketchy, was still good (prior to her starting to have seizures), and we spent a lot of time talking and reminiscing. I learned things, small personal things, about her I had never known.

    An example is that as a child she had always wanted roller-skates, but her mother forbade it for fear she would break an arm or a leg. So when she went to Big City following high school to attend “Business College”, the first thing she did was buy a pair of skates so she could skate to school every day. And she didn’t break anything. (She was starting team women’s varsity basketball in high school, so it wasn’t like she was a klutz.)

    She was loved, and I’m going to miss her a lot.

  79. Thanks Ghost. You too are loved by all here. What kind of flowers will your mother have? Flowers are important, like the music. I know both will be beautiful.

  80. Beautiful, Ghost… You were blessed, and a blessing to your mom. And… you are a blessing for your friends – both those you have met personally and those of us who have met your intellect and heart…

  81. I’m home and first thing, I only have read the last two comments and that’s probably all of the catching up that I will do. Ghost, I’m very sorry about your mother. Having just gone through the same thing I understand how you feel which is kind of numb right now. Take care of your own health. I just realized that I wasn’t taking the right meds since Tuesday and it’s surprising that I’m making any sense, if I am. I am the proud owner of a convertible. It’s being shipped to me and I’ll get it in a couple of days. Why do they send cargo by ship and a shipment by truck?

  82. Jerry you make perfect sense. Good one about ships and cars.

    Glad you got convertible. You deserve one. Stay on right meds so you can enjoy it.

  83. I saw that one on my boating groups. It is hilarious! Worth watching to the end.

    I need to find the one of the Irish commentary on the Leer Olympic boat races which is even funnier. I will look for it when I get home. Out picking up food for the Endless Kitty Buffet. And let two remaining dogs.

  84. The lead singer, Gord Downie, of the Canadian band “The Tragically Hip”, was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer earlier this year. The band is doing a final farewell tour while Gord is still able to perform. CBC music is streaming the Kingston stop of the tour right now. We are going to be watching it as long as our internet connection stays alive.

  85. I just dragged in from going to listen to my friends who play bluegrass play their hearts out. My night out on Diet Coke and came home with pint of the bands owners organic honey, two CDS and a promise they will come play my boat festival in September.

    The Captain Ledge Band is heading to play New Orleans and Kentucky if you are around.

  86. Good morning Villagers….

    TR…got to get me some of that Fiberfix….as I’ve always said, the hen house is kept together with duct tape and twine…orange twine at that 🙂

    Going to be a long day in prepping and cleaning for the FDA coming in sometime this week. And the books have to be in order too…that’s where I come in. The Corp came by late Thursday and I made three minor mistakes….and there are 4 books. Everything has to be inspected daily and initialed with the time….cooler temp, rodent control, check pit for larvae and flies, cleaning packing room….on and on and on. Oh, and the foot bath is inspected everyday, it’s a dry chlorine that you step in before entering the hen house.

    Only made it to my sister, Brenda’s, yesterday. My niece and my great nephew were there. His name is Myles and he is 2 or 3, hard to keep up with them great nieces and nephews.

    Good one Jerry 🙂 . Sort of like, why do they call it a driveway where you park your car, and a parkway where you drive your car…..

    GR, thanks for commenting and sharing your story about your Mother….may His peace be with you during this time…….Amen

    ya’ll have a blessed Lord’s day

  87. Yep Debe, sort of like did you ever wear a hat so long that it doesn’t feel like you’re wearing one and then you take it off and it still feels like you’re wearing one? Wow, no typos so far. I love the variety of percussion in that band. And they don’t play bluegrass. No fiddle and no banjo.

  88. Just throwing in my vote: I still subscribe to the paper paper because it is *finite* — there is an end to the process of reading each day’s edition. And since it is a good paper (Boston Globe), it carries A&J.

  89. Steve, It’s a good thing that you got that warning. Otherwise, how would you have known that there MIGHT be a tornado in the area? Note: do they make a slim line cell phone? Another note: Set aside 8 hours to watch George Carlin videos. I laugh so hard that my eyeballs hurt. Watch one and don’t laugh. I dare you.

  90. Jackie,

    There is a John Welsford Small Craft list post about the US preferring the longer Pathfinder vs the shorter Navigator that Europe prefers…my thought is that in the US the sentiment is:
    “I like big boats and I cannot lie…” (with apologies to Sir Mix-a-Lot)
    I wasn’t sure it was appropriate for the Welsford group– it may be inappropriate here, too. This crowd is likely to be more forgiving, though.


  91. David, John Welsford is privately a very funny and often politically incorrect person. He has gone back to being extremely proper publicly and online. I am banned and my attitude and humor seems to be sorely missed? Even being on my good behavior isn’t good enough.

    This crowd here is a whole lot more forgiving and a lot more fun.

  92. For Jerry my friend Gina singing Neurological ly Poor. She is the mandolin player in band and beautiful blonde. Her husband Cliff is amazing musician who has college degree in music and writes and arranges all their music, admitted to me last night he cannot read sheet music not a single note.

    Worked and toured with heavy metal bands for years and years. He told me last night they are classified as blue grass but I think they are hard to define.

  93. Ghost Sweetie, if we could, we would be with you in person right now, but you know that we’re with you in spirit and supporting you in our hearts and prayers.

  94. Thank you, Jean dear, and all of you, for your thoughts, prayers, and expressions of concern and caring, at what is a very trying time for me.

    I haven’t been “sick” a day in 25+ years, so of course today I woke up feeling very ill. It started Friday evening, got worse yesterday, and was much worse this morning, with sore throat, cough, and heavy congestion. Undoubtedly something I picked up at the ER or hospital Wednesday or Thursday.

    My usual and nearby Doc-in-the-Box is closed on Sundays, But there are like six of them locally, so I went to another one for an injection and a ‘script. I’ll rest and medicate myself today, and I’ll be at the funeral home in the morning if I have to go by ambulance. My mom, rest her soul, had to take so many ambulance rides in the past year I think I know all the EMS crews and they know me.

  95. Ghost, you take care of yourself my friend. I have been afraid of this very thing happening, you becoming I’ll with some awful infection and collapsing. It brings back really bad memories for me, I am not normally phobic.

    Jean is right, we all wish we could be there to support you. I suspect you’d have gallons of chicken soup and hot tea for your own recovery.

  96. Perhaps the best thing about this group is the generous spirit of its members, as demonstrated by your caring responses to others’ personal struggles. One of my cousins, and the team at Shands that is caring for her, could use some of those healing thoughts and prayers. What she thought was a toothache turned out to be a tumor in her sinus. The surgery tomorrow to remove the cancerous tissue and then to repair the damage done in the process is expected to take 12-14 hours. She has a very supportive family but a little more can’t hurt.

  97. Hard to believe that someone with a college degree in music, and who wrote/arranged so much music, accomplished same without the ability to read even a single note. Very hard to believe, indeed.

  98. At least you know them and in that you are fortunate. I don’t understand why they are not famous. I am going to Amazon to look for a cd and yes, cd’s are the peak of my technology and will be as long as they still make them and probably after that. I always read my comments at least twice although obviously errors sneak through, typos, run on and incomplete sentences and all. Are they afraid of the water?

  99. Ruth Anne, I wish that that you had let me know that she was at Shands. I was there Wednesday and Thursday. I would have been glad to drop in and say hello. You can be comfortable knowing that she has the best care and the best surgeons in the world.

  100. Jerry I got both their CDS last night The Great White Skunk and Rumors of the Great White Skunk and I am giving them to Mark as a get well present since he liked them when I suggested he listen. Yes, I think they should be famous too.

    Cliff and Gina are good parents, he owns an insurance agency and a ranch in the True Grit book area. His insurance office is actually in building that is one of locations in the book. He is trying to restore bees to area and there is a great youtube video of them releasing a rehabbed owl back into wild.

    And they tour weekends mainly, driving the bus with the lights, sound system and instruments. Cliff’s right arm has been surgically rebuilt three times. I count myself lucky to know them.

  101. Jerry – I know that you would have done that, but I don’t think she was there then. She lives just down the road in Ocala and with her doctors approval went to a wedding in Colorado about a week ago.

  102. Ruth Anne, I believe in mystical powers that circle around us and through the universe. We reach out in many ways and voices and who of us knows whom we reach or touch? Yes, I think all prayer that is positive is good for we do not know where the ripples end.

    May your friend feel the powers of a thousand voices, perhaps the eternal echoes of some only with us in those faint reverberations. They remain forever.

  103. Just woke from a long, restorative nap. Headed for the chicken soup shelf of my pantry.

    Jackie, if I ever have a blog, you will always be welcome there, anytime, anyway, anyhow. In fact, we might discover who has the most “interesting” vocabulary, a Boat Widow who has spent a lot of time around sailors or a Ghost who probably remembers every bawdy word and phrase he’s ever heard.

  104. I have been doing the liturgy at our church this month. This morning I recounted two miracles that I knew of personally, and reminded the congregation that miracles happen all around us, every day – we just need to keep our hearts open in order to recognize them. We who participate in this blog have been witness to many.

  105. I am officially on vacation! Tomorrow I shall fly to FL to spend a week with my son and his family in Spring Hill. Will try to check in, but if I cannot – no worries!

    Ghost, I will be thinking of you.

  106. Thank you Jerry, I am one of those complex women that you cannot make up your mind about. Some people believe I am an angel, all my life. Some think I come from another world and am an “old soul.” I think I am just a person who sees beyond the veils sometime or the wizard”s curtain. I love people and care, you know the beauty queens who say they “Want to save animals and have world peace” while making sure their hair is done and their nails groomed.

  107. And thank you Ghost. Fortunately I still love the boats and those who build them. Good people. I am on my way to Port Aransas, TX in morning to continue work on the boats I began as a cancer fundraiser. Going to sand and scrape and try to get the one ready for paint.

    It has been on my mind that everyone I know swears that sailing a boat is directly related to flying a plane and that if you can fly a plane, you can sail. It is quiet, peaceful, one of most tranquil things you can do, which is why I love it. You have no sound but the water, waves wind, birds, rigging. Unless you have a speed need in which case flying a glider might not appeal.

  108. Chicken soup *does* make one feel better when one is under the weather. I know that’s a cliché, but if something isn’t true, it would never become a cliché.

    Jackie, I believe I mentioned the time some years ago I flew a well-to-do local business man to the coastal area where he owned a condo, to check on some marina work being done on his not-at-all shabby boat. I met his captain, a young man about my age, and we immediately hit it off, the way I usually do with other aircraft pilots. When we talked about the requirements for a captain’s license, I realized why…other than the fundamental elements through which our craft traveled, the training and skill sets needed for our two vocations were remarkable similar.

  109. That is why I think you would take to sailing like a duck takes to water, another cliche. I lack those skills, just love the elements and the vehicles. Of course, I felt that way about small aircraft once long ago.

    Stella Maris my new boat is not a luxury yacht but a beautiful wooden boat equivalent of a English luxury car, she gets instant response because of what she is. She is not a long distance cruiser but a perfect coastal cruiser for all of America’s water. And she garners instant respect and admission into the top tier of the wooden and classic boat world. She is elegant and both a coastal and blue water trailer able boat, able to go anywhere.

    Well, when she gets her new axles and wheels and tires! And I get her from almost Csnada.

  110. Ocala. Know a fellow Stuyvesantian and Cornellian, former BSU English prof. and provost at an Ohio state u., who is retired there. Wife cannot abide cold, but lived some decades here. Didn’t know him either at Stuyvesant or Cornell. He’s only early 70s. Two new words in my dictionary.


  111. Although not my student, there was a young man with whom I flew and recommended for his check ride for his private pilot’s certificate. He passed it with no problems and got his ticket. A few weeks later, trying to return home from a business trip, he flew into very marginal weather conditions as he approached home base.

    As he was a very low-time, non-instrument rated pilot, you can probably guess that did not have a good outcome. He hit a TV tower guy wire, taking off one wing and spiraling to the ground from about 500 feet. Neither he, nor his father-in-law passenger, survived the crash. I will always remember that episode, as a reminder of how quickly a bad decision can kill you.

    “Aviation in itself is not inherently dangerous. But to an even greater degree than the sea, it is terribly unforgiving of any carelessness, incapacity or neglect.”

    Captain A. G. Lamplugh, British Aviation Insurance Group, London, 1930’s

  112. Coming from the Mississippi Delta as I do, crop duster crashes were common. As a kid we’d see the planes flying back and forth. Then you’d see a smoke tower and you’d know one had crashed. I used to fly with some crazies who while not dusters them self would dive the fields. The rule at Freeman was to report any rented planes that returned with cotton foliage in wheels.

    Ghost, the sea us much more forgiving when you hit it than a mountain or the ground. In fact, if I am remembering correctly my Welsford Penguin is self righting to a 90 degree heel which basically means you can almost lay her on her side, turn sheets loose and she’ll pop back up and turn into wind and not capsize unless you broach her and fill hull with water.

  113. Most fixed-wing aircraft are designed to be dynamically stable which means that, if the control surfaces are trimmed to neutral, letting go of the controls in most attitudes (even, I suppose, a 90-degree bank) will cause the aircraft to regain a straight and level attitude. The caveat is (and it’s a big one) “if you have enough altitude.”

    Spin recoveries are interesting though, even in clear conditions when you can see outside the aircraft. In instrument conditions, “interesting” is not really the word to describe them.

  114. You do realize I am in awe of people who have the knowledge and skills to do things like that? Bet you all thought I wasn’t capable of that, I had enough self esteem to cover anything.

    Not true. Some things still blow my mind. I still consider pilots and jet jockeys special. Funny because I did know lots of astronauts in Nassau Bay and the Houston Space Center and they were just friends and neighbors, parents at school, church members, customers.

    But the smarts, now that is what I ink impresses me, along with the guts for a more polite word.

  115. Whatever was in that antibiotic/steroid cocktail with which I was injected this morning seems to have been very effective…I’m coughing very little now, and my throat (which the doc said looked really awful this morning) doesn’t hurt nearly as much when I do cough. I also no longer feel the painfully swollen glands on each side if my throat when I swallow. The oral med has really dried up my nasal congestion, and my voice is about halfway back to normal. I suppose that when you only have to be treated for something every twenty years or so, you don’t realize what medical advances have been made.

    I’m going to polish my black dress shoes now, and pick out a tie to go with my black funeral suit. My mom’s favorite color was pink, and yes, I’m secure enough in my masculinity to own a pink tie. 🙂 And then I’ll pick out some significant framed photos to display at the visitation. I know one of them will be of my sister and me, in the yard of our house in our hometown, made when I was about five and she was about three. Mom found it a few months ago, a small print in pretty sorry condition which I scanned, retouched, enlarged to 5×7, printed on photo paper, and framed for her. She kept it by her recliner at her apartment and often commented it was her favorite picture of her children. The photo went to the nursing center with her and was placed where she could see if from her bed. It will be quietly and unobtrusively placed in her casket before it is closed.

  116. That is so sweet, please tell me your mom is wearing pink and you had pink roses for her coffin. Details like that matter to me. You see, when I became a florist I thought I would hate funerals. Instead they became what I loved doing most, not because I enjoyed it, I would often work through grief, but because it was the last beautiful thing I could do for that person or family. It is indeed a tribute and a way to honor a life.

    You are so thouhjtful, I am certain your mother’s flowers and service will be lovely.

  117. In somewhat the same way, I never minded taking the “mortuary flights” that freaked out some other pilots. To me, flying somewhere to pick up the deceased’s remains was the simply the quickest way to return them to their loved ones, so that the process of closure could began that much sooner.

  118. Funny, I have spent so much time working to create beautiful flowers for people I did not know, yet mattered so much to me they be exquisite. When I created flowers for my stepfather, my grandmother, my favorite aunt. My mother in law, for family headstones, I worked in odd places, outdoors in yard where butterflies landed on flowers, on our big, deep farm porch outside. It brought me peace for I was outside with birds calling, butterflies landing, the breeze blowing. I was never in a shop so it did not seem like work but more a gift and service I gave them.

  119. Final thought before I give up and clean my desk, we’ll one of them anyway.

    Being Southern, we lived with death. Until I was in my 20s the deceased slept in the living room or front halls, not in a funeral home but home. Friends and family came and stayed for days or a week. Twice or more per year we had cemetery cleanings at each cemetery your relatives were buried in and you went and cleaned and visited.

    If you attended a funeral you went and paid your respects and I sited your own kith and kin while you were there, pulled a weed or two, remembered. The departed never really left as long as you remembered and told stories, laughed at the memories, told about the great buggy wreck that killed the beautiful young aunt but the basic you was saved.

    That was the South, we kept our dead close. If you had ghosts they were usually your own and beloved. I discovered an affinity with the ceremonies the services, the mourners because I understood them. Even as we lose the old traditions new ones come along. I loved including the baseball over, the lariat, the fishing tackle, the things that made the service personal.

    My mother wore red lipstick and red nails. It was not pretty and I begged her to change. She did not. I buried her in a red silk cocktail suit with black hair, red lipstick, red nails, as she was in life. Every woman almost wore red nails and lipstick in her honor including me and the chapel overflowed with red roses and red dresses, red ties.

  120. Good morning Villagers….

    Gal…happy trails 🙂 Don’t forget that sunscreen and don’t EVEN think about work…it’ll be there when you get back girl.

    Jerry, love to watch George Carlin…love his take on the Seven Dwarfs.

    TR, I can empathize with that girl. I once got so caught up on Animal Planet’s “Meerkat Manor”, that when the matriarch, Flower, died….I cried uncontrollably. Husband said that’s what happens when they name animals. Never watched it again. They are cute though.

    GR I like the idea of a pink tie to honor your Mother….thoughts and prayers will be with you today….and I’m glad to hear you are feeling better too.

    Going to have to talk to the Farm Manager this morning…I want to know WHEN they are going to start helping us get our hen house prepped for this FDA inspection. I am peeved off.

    Going in early…


  121. Good morning all. In your remembering today Ghost, you represent us all. Thank you for taking care of your mom and sister over the period of their decline. Take care of yourself now. We look forward to hearing more from you.

  122. Personal update: Wednesday will be two weeks since the operation. Feeling better now. Got neighbor to drive me to grocery store yesterday, where I got to play with an electric cart. Folks dont realize those things don’t have mirrors. Don’t walk past one without letting the driver know you’re there or you might get dinged.

  123. Good to hear from you Mark. Glad you got to store, I was worried about you, your mom and cats running out of food. Have you heard anything at all from VA or other doctors? I can’t believe they sent you home following such major surgery with no follow up care or home health care arrangements.

    Since Brenda can’t lift with just one lung and your mom can’t either, who did you find to carry in groceries? And who loaded your car at grocery?

  124. Mark, a couple of weeks ago I decided to move an electric cart sitting in a spot in a parking lot so my daughter could pull the car into it. It took me much too long to figure out the “simple” controls on it… she was having hysterics watching me trying to make sense of the icons and get the cart to go the right direction.

    I greatly prefer properly written instructions to arcane symbols!

    Years ago, shortly after getting assigned to a new truck, I was puzzled by a warning symbol that appeared on the dashboard. It looked sort of like this:


    except it had 3 bars in the equal sign… I pulled out the owner’s manual, but it didn’t have that one anywhere in it. I got out of the truck and walked around it and realized that I had a headlamp burned out (less than a month from the truck’s delivery!). Given that the dashboard was set up to give all sorts of warnings in English, French, Spanish, German, and Swedish (it was a Volvo), why did they have to use a symbol?

  125. Report to The Village from Baton Rouge:

    We are back and family is safe. Two of my three grown children suffered severe flooding to houses. Houses can be rebuilt, lives cannot. We are all safe and living together. The flooding was unbelievable, probably worse than Katrina. Please pray for us as I’m sure you all have been. God bless us every one.

  126. So glad to hear you and family are safe. I have been getting reports from friends on Facebook who are other helping with rescues and who are safe. My thoughts have been with my poor home state whose people are suffering.

    I too think this is far worse than Katrina but the publicity was on Katrina, not this. I was so impressed by the Cajun Navy who mobilized to rescue and save people and pets. I know my Louisiana and they will come back. My prayers do go out to your family and the thousands of others.

  127. Big shift in travel plans. Canada shipped my trailer parts and they arrived in New York. I am heading for New York state to pick up boat and bring back to Oklahoma.

    Yeah! We will probably do it long days, no scenic route.

  128. I know some of you are not big fans of Facebook, but it when you need to keep people up-to-date on something like a family member’s health crisis – and don’t want to spend hours on the phone – it can be a blessing. My cousin’s daughter posted about an hour ago that the doctor said the operation was a success. The tumor and all margins were removed and he was able to save her eye. She still has a lengthy road to recovery, including radiation (but with the new more focused proton system).

    Thank you all for your kind thoughts and prayers.

  129. Good news, indeed, R.A.

    I am tired, but I am at peace. “We put her away nice,” as we say in the South.

    More later, as I’m about to crash. Thanks to all for your concern and support.

  130. Have arrived in FL… Now at my son’s in Spring Hill. Two hour delay taking off so has been a long day.

    But not as long as yours, Ghost. Sleep well.k

  131. Ghost, I am happy you are at peace.. I felt that way about my mama too.
    Sleep and rest for yourself.

    Ruth Anne that is wonderful news.

    In Missouri heading for my daughter’s to drop off my grandson’s school clothes and his rock climbing wall.

  132. Good morning Villagers….

    Ruth Anne, that is good news. The medical industry has made great progress in fighting cancer, I just wish they could find a cure. Thanks for letting us know.

    domaucon, sorry to hear about the losses, but it is wonderful that all of you are together, in His hands….prayers…….Amen

    GR, get rest, peace be with you.

    Yeah, Mark, inquiring minds want to know….just how did you all that ‘stuff’ in your car and house.

    ….and Jackie is on the road again 🙂

    Got home yesterday, and husband was on front porch. Now I had heard something rattling in the back of the car, but I had know idea a bolt of some sort had fallen out of the tire rim…the one that keeps the tire on…my driver’s side rear wheel wobbled something terrible. Yes, my guardian angel must of been with me….

    Going in early, the egg man comes this morning, and still have lots to do before the FDA gets there.

    ….a blessed day to all

  133. Ruth Ann, good news. 🙂 Is the radiation Fla. Hospital’s gamma knife? Good folks there….wicked cool machine. Prayers and thoughts for all the Village continue.

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