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Philadelphia, Here We Come!

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The Philly skyline view from Don's rooftop deck (Don's head is bottom right) Only one day to go until my trip to Philadelphia! Just to refresh your memories, I will be visiting my friend Don McK. in Philadelphia for five days next week, starting Monday.  Pat is flying down from Toronto on Tuesday to also spend time with me and visit Philly, which we both love. My Travel Buddy, Pat The original purpose of my trip was to spend time with Don to show him how to use his new iMac computer.  Last month I took a day trip (with the Old People's Express bus) to Philly to visit Don.  At that time I guided him in his purchase of his first Apple computer and getting hooked up to FIOS through Verizon. However, I didn't have enough time to show him how to use his new computer.  In fact I almost missed my bus coming back home here in Delaware. Don at the Apple store in Philadelphia (Don on the right with the scarf looking overwhelmed) Since I returned home I've

Black Friday and Hotel Thanksgiving Memories

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Ah ha!  Today is Black Friday. And as you can see (or read), I am sitting at my iMac blogging about it.  And that is the way I plan to spend this day. Last night, as I left work at 11:30 PM I saw the steady stream of headlights streaming down Route One to the Rehoboth outlet malls.  Oh yes!  No way Jose Joseph (we are nothing if not politically correct here).   Actually, I don't do any Christmas shopping. I gave up on that tradition years ago when my nieces and nephew grew up.  I used to shop for my Mom, who birthday was on Christmas Eve, but since she died (2010), I no longer had a need to shop.   Bill and I have everything we need.  We have each other.  We have a beautiful home in a wonderful neighborhood with fabulous neighbors.  What more could we ask Santa for?  Oh well, maybe to get rid of our arthritis and (wishful thinking) to get back my youthful looks.  But folks, those days of a limber body and fresh faced innocent looks are just fond memories now in the (very

Thanksgiving Day - 2015

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Mom preparing dinner for the family 1975 Well, here we are, another Thanksgiving Day. Today I go to work at the hotel at 2:30 PM.  The hotel is full today unlike previous years when we only had a few grandparent types staying at the hotel.  They're in town to visit their kids and grandkids but stay at the hotel because as they all tell me "We love our grandkids but we can't take them 24/7."   Oh how well I understand.  The older I get the more all that noise and jumping up and down like Mexican jumping beans just rattles my nerves.  I like Thanksgiving just the way it is here today . . . . quiet.  Ah, peace and tranquility.   Bill (far left) with my nieces and nephew and brother) 1975 However, I do get nostalgic on Thanksgiving.  Back when both of my parents were alive, Mom would bake up a big Thanksgiving dinner of roast turkey, mashed potatoes, homemade gravy (my Mom made the BEST homemade gravy - SLURP!), corn, string beans, cranberry sauce and stuff

Much To Be Thankful For

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Here we go folks, another Thanksgiving Day is almost here.   As my previous seventy-fours years of life, I have much to be thankful for.  As I enter my seventy-fifth year here is a spontaneous list of just some of the reasons I have to be thankful for.  Be warned my list is not politically correct nor in any particular order: I am thankful: That I am an American. While we have many problems in our country, I still would rather be an American than any other nationality.  That I am gay.  I never once in my life regretted being born gay.  I have always felt that I was given a "gift" to live my life as a gay man. My husband, Bill.  For the past fifty-one years I have led a charmed life with a man who has loved me without qualification.  My home.  All my life I dreamed of having exactly the home I have now.  And I am so thankful that it is paid for. NO MORTGAGE! That I can walk.  After my fall last winter which severed my quadricep muscle, I feared that I would never walk

Pat Plays With His Band in Toronto

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Regular readers of this blog know that one of my very good friends is Pat. I have several very good longtime friends who (Larry, Bill B., Stuart, Angie, Bill P.) who I am very thankful for in this Thanksgiving week.  I am so fortunate to have my old friend as well as my new friends, including some really fabulous friends I have met through blogging (you all know who you are).  So here I go again with another "Pat" posting.  I find it interesting that every time I post about Pat I get the fewest comments.  Wonder why?  But you know me, I put no pressure on my readers to comment. I write for my pleasure and yours, no need to comment but all comments are appreciated! I don't remember if I told you all that Pat has a "hobby".  He plays in a 60's themed band called "The 45's".  I've never seen him perform in person (with his band that is) so I asked him to have someone take a video of him and his band playing during their gig this weeken

Why I Can't Get Good Photos Of Me Anymore

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Me with my Heavy Metal Detox juice drink at the Nectar Cafe in Lewes, DE Regular readers of this blog know that I like to take photos.  I like to take a LOT of photos.  I have over 84,000 photos on my computer and more to scan.  I started taking photos Christmas Day 1954 when I was twelve years old.  My Mother had given me a Kodak Brownie camera for Christmas.   My younger brothers John and Isaac with their 1954 Christmas presents, matching bikes! They were the willing subjects of my first picture taking session, eight images on a black and white Kodak roll of film Back in those black and white days, I rarely had photos taken of myself.  I remember a trip I won to New York City as a paperboy, I don't have one picture of me.  I just have pictures of the New York skyline.  My photo of the New York City skyline 1955 - I wish now that I would have asked one of my fellow paper boy contest winners to take a picture of me with the skyline behind me - too late now Ba

Thanksgiving Week

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Thanksgiving dinner - Ron Style (hummus and pita chips) Here we are, another Thanksgiving! Wow, where does the time go?  Weren't we just suffering through the oppressive heat and humidity of summer?  One thing I have noticed the older I get is how fast the years fly by. Thanksgiving Dinner at Bob's 2002 - sadly several of these men have since passed away.  I am at the head of the table (as usual).  It just does not seem that long ago that my longtime friend Bob Mc. had an annual Thanksgiving dinner at his home outside Georgetown of all of us single gay guys who didn't have a traditional family Thanksgiving.  Anywhere form sixteen to twenty-four guys (all gay, but not a requirement) attended Bob's Thanksgiving foray. Bob died last year and his partner Jim is in an assisted living facility.  No more Thanksgiving dinner for the single Gay Guys. Old Gay Guys at the Kiddie's table at Bob's Thanksgiving I used to do Thanksgiving dinner many ye

Where Will I End Up?

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My friend Don and I on the roof deck of his co-op in Philadelphia, PA last month with a new co-op building in the background Oh, I know where I eventually will end up.  On a hillside cemetery overlooking Downingtown, Pennsylvania. I purchased two lots (one for me and one for Bill) after my father died in 2000.  Both Bill and I wanted a "good view" for our eventual resting place. We got that settled.  But what I'm talking about when I say "Where will I end up?" is where will I play out my Last Act. My original intent was to spend my final days here at Casa Tipton-Kelly, Sussex County Delaware.  Case Tipton-Kelly - Rehoboth Beach, DE I am very comfortable here on our almost an acre of Eden-like bliss. But folks, it does take some upkeep.  In fact, on this very mild day I should be outside right now (instead of writing this blog) doing some fall maintenance yard work.  But alas, I opted to write this blog instead.   As much as I like yard work (a

How To Defeat Isis

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"Anonymous" - ISIS new enemy This afternoon I heard on the news that "Anonymous", the infamous (and very effective) hackers are targeting ISIS.  Now this is the answer in defeating ISIS. Who am I to know this answer, defeating ISIS, that has baffled the most powerful governments on this planet?   For sometime now I have realized that the power of ISIS is the Internet.  The ability to communicate with each other and to influence new recruits through the social media.  Why has our government and other government been so slow to realize this is the real power of ISIS? Wasn't the outcome of World War II greatly affected by the Allies' ability to break the German code?  Remember the movie about it?   Cut off the ability of ISIS to communicate and that will do more damage to their organization than all the bombs of all the nations dropped on their dusty dessert strongholds in Syria and Afghanistan. Of course a big part of the problem is the pri

Better Days Ahead - Christmas in Philly

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Center City Philadelphia - our destination at the end of this month While I process the latest atrocity perpetuated on innocent people by the Muslim religious extremists, I am heartened by the good in the overwhelming majority of people on this planet. I will never understand why some people want to kill and destroy and justify their actions by some twisted religious belief.  Of course the whole history of humankind on this earth has had this scourge.   All my life there has been this threat of destruction hanging over our heads.  I remember clearly when I was in grade school, we were told to huddle under our desks if and when the atomic bomb fell.  Our nation has been at war with some country for the whole seventy-four years of my life.  However, with age comes maturity.  I realize that as long as I am on this earth there will be somebody who will want to destroy me and my way of life. That is a fact.  So what do I do?  What do we do?  We live. I live. Thus, I will s

Liberté survit!

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Another barbaric act of violence was perpetuated by Muslim religious zealots.  This time the innocent victims were the citizens of Paris, France. To my dying day I will never understand the need and willingness of some members of our common human race to destroy others simply because they do not believe as they do.   What goes through the minds of these people who commit such acts of atrocity?  Oh sure, it is easy to blame the Muslim religion, which actually teaches to "destroy the infidel".  In other words if you don't believe as they do, they feel it is their duty to destroy you.  At least that's the way I understand their religion. But folks, let's admit that all cultures have their barbarians who seek pleasure in causing death in destruction.  Be it some Lewes teenagers (almost always male) who have an overload of hormones and burn down a vacant bard or a young Muslim who thinks he'll be a martyr by killing as many "infidels" as possible

Birthday Surprise

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Co-workers from First Financial Bank who took me out to lunch for my birthday in 2001 - oh where does the time go? Well folks, my birthday has come and gone.  First, I want to thank all my friends who commented on my previous "birthday" blog wishing me well.  It is always heartening to know that so many really nice people read and appreciate my blog.  You know that kind of response just encourages me to blog more. (smile) At this time of my life I prefer quiet birthdays.  No fuss and definitely no surprise parties.  Absolutely not.  So I was just a little bit annoyed and perturbed when I arrived at work yesterday and even before I got my coat off, my co-worker Monica told me "You have to go to Nectar.  There is something there for you." Oh no.  Give me a break.  "Something there for me."  Uh huh, an obvious device to deliver me to a surprise birthday party.  Folks, I really wasn't in the mood for a SURPRISE birthday party. My last surpri

Happy Birthday Ron!

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Me with Mom November 1941 Today, seventy-four years ago, I was born at 9:30 AM, Sunday morning at the Chester Country Hospital in West Chester, Pennsylvania. What a fabulous life I've had.  Thanks Mom and Pop for bringing me into this world.   I never thought I would live this long.   I always thought I would be die in my early sixties.  Most of my friends have already died but I'm still here!  Every day is gravy folks. I still have a lot of living to do.  I'm glad you're all aboard to share this Journey with me.   Birthday photo November 9, 1941

Dr. Ben Carson - "Liar, liar, pants on fire!"

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Yeah, you're "trustworthy" alright Dr. Carson There is one presidential candidate who truly terrifies me.   No, it's not Donald Trump.  As a matter of fact, I like Donald.  Of course he is out of his mind if he thinks he is going to deport eleven million immigrants and build a wall along our southern border and make Mexico pay for it.  But Mr. Trump speaks about veterans (non of the other candidates do, neither Republican or Democratic).  He also dismisses any plans to do away with Medicare, unlike all the rest of the Republican candidates. I'm not terrifying by any of the other Republican candidates except one.  And that one is Dr. Ben Carson.  What terrifies me even farther is the fact that he has so much support, even leading in some polls! The reason often given for his support is that Dr. Carson is an "outsider" and he speaks the truth. Well folks, Dr. Carson has just been outed with his first blatant lie. In his autobiography, which

Miguel

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My neighbor "Rich" and "Miguel", early this morning (whom I encountered on my daily early morning walk) Well folks, another autumn is upon us.   I took the new header picture last night at work just as the sun was setting.  It is of the Lewes-Rehoboth Canal.  That canal leads out to the Broadkill River which in turns leads out to the Atlantic Ocean.   One of my dreams was to retire "near the water."  That folks I have done.  Mission accomplished! I don't think I could ever live in a place like Iowa, the middle of America.  Of course one very obvious reason I wouldn't live in a place like Iowa, they have folks there who think Ben Carson would be a good president.  Those people are crazy.  They'll elect any Bible quoting homophobe who is "nice."  Don't get me started. Ben Carson and his Iowa evangelical base - they all believe that if you go to prison straight you com out gay- Oh God save us from these people - so h