For those of us in our senior years, isn’t it wonderful to reflect on at least one thing that has not changed over our many years? Don, at seven years of age: “I’m hungry.” Mother Irene: ”Fix yourself a peanut butter sandwich.” Son Jeff, at seven years of age: …
The invasion took place on Thursday about sunset. Hundreds of tiny black ants invaded our kitchen. They had been well trained, marching in single file up and down our cream-colored cabinets. They split near the sink, one regiment headed toward the bread box, the other …
I came up with a great idea for the entire world. Well, not exactly – just those who struggle, like me, in getting socks on in the morning. I used to do battle. Bending over, causing my breathing apparatus to shut down, while facing the challenge of getting a sock …
My sister Connie said so long for now to her three kids at her cottage in Pennsylvania. She had escaped the hospital and, with the caring people of hospice, Connie took off to heaven to catch up with her husband, Bill, who had left a few months earlier. I hope heaven is …
Some things still drive me nuts. Sherry and I do dishes the old-fashioned way. Typically, I wash and Sherry dries. Often, after we may have had a little spat, Sherry places perfectly washed bowls back into my soapy water. She tells me I missed a spot. I doubt it. Yet, …
I’ve been throwing balls to dogs for 50 years. I get smarter with each toss. Here’s a report on my current four: Nigel J. Wiggins: I throw the ball way out there (at least 20 yards). Nigel runs, brings it back to me and eagerly waits for the next toss. Sammy Watt What: I …
I’m at a new blog site. For loyal followers, you can’t get rid of me. I stick like Skippy peanut butter. For those who may be new to my site, I make three promises: That’s all you get.
It has been a real joy getting to know many of you through my blog. It’s amazing how much we have in common. After 590 posts, now is the time for me to bring it to a happy ending. I appreciate and thank you for all of your support. Let’s all continue to …
Here’s a fun and rewarding exercise I played a few nights ago when I couldn’t go to sleep (probably too many tacos). I brought to mind three close friends and thought about what makes them so darn spectacular. I had fun doing it. There were several qualities all three …
My talents as a nationally renowned researcher came to the surface once again last week. Harvard and Stanford are vying for my reputation and expertise. I’m back on the road once more in Washoe Valley, Nevada, walking briskly (kind of) with my cane and little, red, bouncy …
