quote of the day

For too long we seem to have surrendered personal excellence and community value in the mere accumulation of material things. Our gross national product now is over 800 billion dollars a year, but that gross national product, if we judge the United States of America by that, that gross national product counts air pollution, and cigarette advertising, and ambulances to clear our highways of carnage. It counts special locks for our doors and the jails for people who break them. It counts the destruction of the redwoods and the loss of our natural wonder in chaotic squall. It counts Napalm, and it counts nuclear warheads, and armored cars for the police to fight the riots in our city. It counts Whitman's rifles and Speck's Knifes and the television programs which glorify violence in order to sell toys to our children. Yet, the gross national product does not allow for the health of our children, the quality of their education, or the joy of their play; it does not include the beauty of our poetry of the strength of our marriages, the intelligence of our public debate for the integrity of our public officials. It measures neither our wit nor our courage neither our wisdom nor our learning, neither our compassion nor our devotion to our country it measures everything in short except that which makes life worth while. And it can tell us everything about America except why we are proud that we are Americans.
Robert F. Kennedy - 1968

newsbreak

I'm going to be a grandpa for the fifth time! My daughter Kelly will be having her third child next March. I guess I'd better get busy and pick a name for the little bugger.

quote of the day

Living apart and at peace with myself, I came to realize more vividly the meaning of the doctrine of acceptance. To refrain from giving advice, to refrain from meddling in the affairs of others, to refrain, even though the motives be the highest, from tampering with another's way of life - so simple, yet so difficult for an active spirit. Hands off!
-- Henry Miller

back yard mowed

Our "back yard" has been mowed and rolled into round bales. Our neighbor's house in the background looks closer than it actually is. I was using the telephoto lens. You're looking across five acres and the house is about 800 feet away.

what i'm reading now

This is a book that attempts to answer such questions as: Which is more dangerous a swimming pool or a gun? What do school teachers and sumo wrestlers have in common? Why do drug dealers still live with their moms? It's essentially a study of incentives; how people get what they want, or need, especially when other people want or need the same thing.

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31 days

Thirty one days until retirement. I wonder how long it will take for my back to feel better; for the muscles in my back, knotted from years of carrying a mailbag, to relax. Or for the cramps in my calves that occur when I stretch my legs. I'm looking forward to it. I'm trying to formulate a post retirement routine. Coffee or tea in the morning out under the maple tree, breakfast with Dorothy, working on a project (gardening, painting, remodeling, eBay, etc.) until lunch, then a nap, maybe watch a movie in the afternoon, then after dinner, reading and writing this blog until bedtime. That's a regimen that appeals to me. I can't wait.

biker babes

My daughter Kelly and my wife Dorothy at a biker themed scrapbooking extravaganza.

artistry

This is a painting that my 16 year old grand daughter, Samantha, painted for her grandma.

quote of the day

You can never get enough of what you don't need to make you happy.
Eric Hoffer

femaleness

I am in awe of femaleness, especially as it's exuded by my wife, Dorothy. She defies the stereotype of the meek housewife, who stands in the shadow of her husband. Let me give you an example: The evening of the 4th of July, our house was full of adults and kids, the little ones around the TV loud with Spongebob Squarepants, teenagers at the computer, adults around the dining table, and everyone talking at once. You know, the usual cacophony of family gatherings. One of the smaller children began to choke and from the other end of the room, Dorothy was able to filter out the noise and recognize the sound of a toddler in trouble. She shot from her chair, picked up the child and with a few well placed slaps to the back, was able to dislodge whatever was choking the baby before I was even aware that something was wrong.
She went into the "She-Bear Mode". This is something that all women seem to possess than enable them to draw on deep buried strength and courage during traumatic experiences. I think Dorothy has a double dose of it. Don't ever attempt to harm my kids, grand kids, or me for that matter, because she'll put you down in a hurry.

She's beautiful, but doesn't know it. I find that rather odd.

She has the ability to taste any food in a restaurant, analyze the ingredients, then go home and make it herself. I think she's a genius at culinary skills. She and my sister bought a dilapidated old building and turned it into a successful bakery/cafe, where they not only baked sweet stuff and served breakfast, but catered wedding receptions and decorated cakes for all occasions, then sold the business for a substantial profit.

I only hope some of her honesty and integrity has rubbed off on me over the last 39 years. In fact, when I grow up I want to be like her.

I've been hoodwinked!

After spending over $100.00 on a Purple Martin bird house and telescoping pole, I read an article on line that said it's a myth that Purple Martins eat vast quantities of mosquitoes. I read that the birds catch as many mosquitoes as a person riding around on a bicycle with his mouth open. Dang!

getting ready for the 4th

While Dorothy was in the house piddling with things like getting the meat ready to be barbecued, making potato salad, macaroni salad, Calico beans, and black berry cobbler, I was outside, hard at work making ice cream.

me and the gk

Here's a picture taken just today of me with all the grandkids. I know you all think your's are wonderful, but look at these beautiful, bright, and talented kids. Can you guess who supplied the DNA for all that? On the left is Tara. Samantha is holding Marley Kate. Hunter insisted on sitting in his own chair.

quote of the day

There are two types of people -- those who come into a room and say, "Well, here I am!" and those who come in and say, "Ah, there you are."
Frederick L. Collins