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Other Shit
It was always there and never hard to find. Stuff of all sorts and type in all the colors of the rainbow. Hard, soft, mushy, fluffy cloth or vinyl bound stuff. Nothing the whole of it all stands out as ever having been memorable. People need stuff so stuff gets made. IStuff is there on a never ending treadmill of ins and outs. Bags or box full carried in and then on an unknown day all unceremoniously thrown away. There was however a sad face Teddy Bear which had eyes that seemed to follow me as I sifted through the pile. Maybe because they were half round and still shiny, but it was unmistakable. Never white, not bold enough to have been grey or light blue its matted hair was sodden. The ribbon around the neck was faded and no doubt ever bright. Once I picked itup there was no going back. I was not only bringing it home, but to a toy maker shop for a cleaning and pick me up. We would smile again. Thank you Mr. Bear.
Baking
I watched the debate last night but kept thinking of those Sundays when the family would gather for a feast at GrandPa’s house. A while back I passed by their old home and sitting in my car mentally walked through the rooms. I could remember the furniture and many of the bric-a-brac pieces and photos of relatives and religious statues. I loved the smell of gravy simmering on the stove and the welcome feeling embracing me as I walked through the door. Mandolin strings were strummed and accordions squeezed to hearty, luscious ballads sung with passion, leaving everyone feeling special in the moment. How many times did we think the problems of the world solved at a dinner table overflowing with homemade food? Our world worked and we fit into it. Ahhh, if I think of it any more I’ll lose the day… Yes, this is the Island of guys with ego, each of them either intimidated to not run a primary against Hillary, or one of the 17 who lost to Trump. But, no matter they have the answer… well, theirs wouldn’t be as good as that of Gramps, yours or mine.
Baking stuff about baking and stuff.
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The typical U.S. household is headed by a person age 65 or older has a net worth 47 times greater than a household headed by someone under 35, according to an analysis of census data released Monday.
They like to refer to us as senior citizens, old fogies, geezers, and in some cases dinosaurs. Some of us are "Baby Boomers" getting ready to retire. Others have been retired for some time. We walk a little slower these days and our eyes and hearing are not what they once were. We worked hard, raised our children, worshiped our God and have grown old together.
Yes, we are the ones some refer to as being over the hill, and that is probably true. However, before writing us off completely, there are a few things that need to be taken into consideration.
In school we studied English, history, math, and science, which enabled us to lead America into the technological age. Most of us remember what outhouses were, many of us with firsthand experience. We remember the days of telephone party-lines, 25 cent gasoline, and milk and ice being delivered to our homes. For those of you who don't know what an icebox is, today they are electric and referred to as refrigerators. A few even remember when cars were started with a crank. Yes, we lived those days.
Ding don, don’t vote for the witch, which old witch, that witch which you fear as first lady.
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We are probably considered old fashioned and out-dated by many. But there are a few things you need to remember before completely writing us off. We won World War II, fought in Korea and Viet Nam. We can quote The Pledge of Allegiance, and know where to place our hand while doing so. We wore the uniform of our country with pride and lost many friends on the battlefield. We didn't fight for the Socialist States of America; we fought for the "Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave." We wore different uniforms but carried the same flag.
We know the words to the Star Spangled Banner,America ,and America the Beautiful by heart, and you may even see some tears running down our cheeks as we sing. We have lived what many of you have only read in history books and we feel no obligation to apologize to anyone for America .
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