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Returning to Normal - Not the Town but the Life

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Tomorrow I return to work.  I've been out of commission since my fall on that dark cold night of February 18th. A long, long time ago. Yesterday I drove my car for the first time since that life changing accident that tore my quadricep muscle on my left leg. It was a tight squeeze getting in the car but once in, I was able to drive my car. Hallelujah!  You don't know what it means to have the freedom of mobility. I've been walking without my cane for several days now.  However, my cane is never far away just in case I feel my leg buckling. There were two instances during Pat's visit last week that I felt my leg buckling.  All that walking around Rehoboth Beach and other places we visited.  I can garden more now.  Transplanting garden center plant purchases and pulling weeds. I use that seat contraption with the seat and wheels.  Yep, it's similar to the one my Mom used when she got old and wanted to continue to garden but it works.  Even though I can drive

Pat's Returns to Canada

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Pat leaves for Canada this afternoon Pat left Casa Tipton-Kelly a few hours ago to begin the first leg of his return trip to Toronto Canada. I was just talking to him on FaceTime from the train station in Wilmington, where he returned his rental car and will catch the 7:20 PM 22 hour bus trip return to his home in Toronto. What a week this has been!  So much to write about and share.  Of course I took loads of pictures and videos of the many restaurants and other destinations we indulged in during Pat's visit.  I'll write about all our adventures in upcoming posts but right now I am taking some time to relax.  Monday I return to work folks.  I need to get out of my vacation frame of mind and get back into my work frame of mind.  I have to replenish the cash coffers to help pay for that credit card bill that will be coming up in a few weeks.   Ah yes, there is a time to play and now is the time to pay. But this past week was well worth it.   Nothing like spending

Having Way Too Much Fun

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Me, Lar and Pat back from our annual Old Time Photo shoot Short post today folks.  Maybe my shortest post since I began blogging in 2005 (has it been ten years already)? Pat continues his visit to Delaware.  Two more days and he boards his overnight bus trip back to his home in Toronto.  In the meantime we're having a fabulous time. Yesterday was Old Time Photo Day with our friend Larry.   Can't post more today because we're about to take off our today's adventures.   Hopefully I'll be able to post more tomorrow (but I doubt it).  If not, I'll catch up next week.  Loads of photos and videos (534 so far).   Hope you're all having wonderful time too!

Pat's Visit - Day Three

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Pat and Lar on the Wilmington waterfront (Brandywine Creek) outside the Drop Kick Restaurant Where does the time go?  Today begins Day Three of "Pat's Visit to Delaware."  I didn't even finish posting about Day One. Let me finish now before Pat emerges from the Casa Tipton-Kelly Guest Bedroom. After the rather "mixed" vegetarian lunch at the Drop Kitchen restaurant on the Delaware waterfront, we three (me, Lar and Pat) went back to Lar's home for a visit.  I wanted to show Pat the nice, cozy neighborhood that Lar and his family reside.   Liar with "Sarah" in his home office - we have invaded his space After that brief visit we bee-lined it to Christiana Mall (the only mall of significance in Delaware, little state that we are) and to the Apple store.  I wanted to check out the Apple watches.   Pat and I in from of the Apple store at the Christiana Mall in Wilmington, DE  We went, I checked, and I purchased.  The Apple sto

Pat Arrives In Wilmington

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Pat's bus arrives at the Wilmington train station yesterday Pat arrived in Wilmington yesterday safe and sound (and pooped) from his 27 hour bus trip from his home in Toronto, Canada. There he is folks, a little bedraggled but standing upright and in the good old USA! My friend Liar Lar picked me up in my LSD hovel earlier in the morning to make the 90 mile trip to Wilmington to meet Pat.   My chauffeur arrives (Lar and me at Casa Tipton-Kelly early morning for the trip north to Wilmington to pick up that Canadian We were blessed with a beautiful, perfect spring/summer day yesterday.  Could not have been better for our hour and a half ride to the northern part of the state. We timed it just right because just as Larry parked his car and we walked down the bus station (which is at the train station, very convenient), there was Pat.   After hugs and hugs we were off to have lunch at a vegetarian restaurant (today's banner picture at the top of this blog). 

Memorial Day Weekend

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Just finished talking to Pat on FaceTime about an hour ago.  He just left New York on the bus for Philadelphia.  He should be in Wilmington, Delaware about 11 AM. Pat caught the bus from Toronto yesterday at 7:20 PM.  He took the overnight "express".  This is the second time he's taken the bus.  Last year was the first year he took the bus to visit me in Delaware.  Prior to that he drove down in his own car but that's a lot of wear and tear on his car.  Hey, take the bus and "leave the driving to us."  Only problem is that the bus option takes SO LONG.  He's wiped out by the time he arrives. My friend Larry is on his way down from the northern part of this state of Delaware which is not a big state folks. And in fact he is here now! Liar has arrived! We're off to pick up that Canadian now.

Medical Update

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A selfie of me at physical therapy yesterday prior to my hour workout Just a quick medical update on my health status folks: I visited my dentist yesterday.  He checked out the pain I'm having in my left jaw and indeed, it is as I expected:  a case of TMJ. He told me to go "easy on the chewing, don't eat almonds (which I have been eating) and try to stay with soft foods."  That I can do, I'll leave out the almonds when I have my next batch of yogurt. Physical therapy went well again yesterday.  I'm doing all my exercises well, increasing my endurance each time.  The only area where I'm encountering resistance is the bending of my leg.  My physical therapist (Rich) works with bending my leg to stretch my reattached quadricep muscle until I cannot take the pain level.   On a scale of 1-10 my pain level (mostly swelling) is 1.  When Rich is working on my leg it goes up to 5 or 6. I know the pain is necessary for gain (I'm a poet and don'

The Big Week Approaches

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Pat and Bill during Pat's visit last year Tomorrow begins the Big Week.  What is the "Big Week" you may ask?  Two things: Pat (my Canadian pal) arrives tomorrow for his annual visit to LSD.   I met Pat two years ago this August when he happened to see my visage posted on the Internet testifying before the Delaware state legislature for marriage equality.   Pat in Lewes, DE - August 2013 - our first meeting He was intrigued by my image and did some Internet research and found this blog.   He read one of my blog posts and left a comment.  I happened to be on my blog at the same time he left a comment and I responded to his comment right away. Thus began our conversation, and our friendship.   Later on I asked him if he had FaceTime.  He did but had not used it.  I showed him how to use it and thus we upgraded our friendship to face to face.   During one conversation I suggested that if he was ever down this way (lower slower Delaware) that perha

Throwback Thursday - 1980

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Skinny me the Morning After a big night at the bars - sitting outside my friend Bob's single-wide getting some sun This week's "Throwback Thursday" is to the summer of 1979.   I had been coming down to LSD (Lower Slower Delaware) since the early Seventies.  My friend Bob McCamley had a used single-wide trailer on his twenty-two acres of scrub woodland outside Georgetown, Delaware. Me and my friend Bob Bob and I both worked in center city Philly.  I worked at Girard Bank and Bob worked just across the street at the John Wanamaker's department store.  Me inside my friend Bob's designer decorated single wide trailer -I think I was a already a couple of drinkie poos into the weekend when this picture was taken One or two weekends a month I would ride with Bob in his pickup truck to Sussex County, Delaware, about a 2 1/2 hour drive from his home in Norwood, Pennsylvania.  Bob lived with his mother and was in the closet.  His weekend "

It's Always Something - TMJ

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Seems like a while since I've done a post. I've been pretty busy.  What with my three times a week physical therapy sessions for my recovering injured leg (coming along nicely thank you) and trying to keep up with my gardening work, two whole days have gone by without a blog post from yours truly. I have to be a downer but it seems like I have a new problem.  My left jaw is sore.  Not all the time but when I move it.  Sometimes the soreness is more intense than other times.  I thought at first it might have something to do with an old root canal I had done years ago.  When I was at the dentist a couple of week ago for my long delayed semi-annual checkup, my dental hygienist indicated that "there is some pathology going on there" when she saw a dark area around my root canal.  She said "It could be scar tissue or it could be something else."   I don't want to hear about the "something else" so I quickly convinced myself it was scar tissu

Daddy Long Legs

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Sidney Ervin Hughes Born 10 May 1836 Yancey North Carolina Died 19 Oct 1920 Bradshaw, North Carolina Sidney Ervin Hughes was my great-great grandfather.  His daughter Mary Alice Hughes (1858-1916) was my great grandmother. Mary Alice Hughes - my great grandmother She was married to Isaac Lewis (1856-1944) who was my great grandfather and father of my grandmother Hester Lewis (1892-1945). Isaac Lewis, my great grandfather Hester was the mother of my grandfather Fieldon Jacob Tipton (1884-1939) who was my grandfather and the father of my father Isaac W. Tipton, Sr. (1920-2000).  Hester Lewis - my grandmother Hester was a tall woman.  Her father Isaac was a tall man. Her husband and my grandfather Fieldon Tipton was tall also. Fieldon Jacob Tipton - my grandfather Fields and Hester had twelve children, all sons of which eleven survived birth. Eleven Tipton Brothers at 1960 Family Reunion You see the tall man in the back to the right

Friends - Remembering a Lifetime of Friends

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The way I picture myself now - alone on the bench in the woods - waiting This morning I got to thinking about how old I am and all the friends I've made (and lost) during my long reign on this earth.  Me - alone at our Boot Road apartment Downingtown, PA 1958 I began with my little circle of friends in elementary school and my neighborhood on Washington Avenue in Downingtown, Pennsylvania.  I still remember there names: Billy Null Timmy McMahon "Chubby" Shores Donald Murphy Eddie Rose Lee Harris Patty Robinson "Ducky" Vance All gone now.  It seemed as one group of friends receded from my life another group would come in during my later school years: Larry Meredith Stuart Meisel Bill Brookover I'm fortunate in that most of my high school friends are still around and we're still friendly. Another informal class reunion gathering - 2005(I'm the guy in the back giving my friend Olin rabbit ears) When I left high s

The Delaware DMV

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Waiting to have my number called at the ultra modern and efficient Delaware DMV One of the many advantages and pure pleasures of living in Delaware is how smooth the process is to get my car inspected and registered.  As you know, I am from Pennsylvania.  Pennsylvania is a beautiful state but riff with corruption, perhaps on second to New Jersey.   The main reason I moved to Delaware from Pennsylvania was that I cold no longer afford the ever increasing real estate (school) taxes on our property.  Once the taxes were reaching the $8,000 level, I knew it was time to look for less expensive state to live.   If the taxes stayed steady at $8,000 I could probably afford to stay even though my retirement and Social Security income was only $22,000 (surprise, I'm not one of those rich gay retirees), but with steadily increasing taxes I had to get out.   I could only afford to pay those taxes the last ten years because my Mother gave me and my brothers a $10,000 gi