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Pat's Almost Here and Other Thoughts on a Beautiful Spring Day

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Selfie I asked Pat to take of himself this morning at the New York Port Authority while he was looking for his bus to Philadelphia  A few minutes ago I heard from Pat. He's in New York City changing to a bus to Philadelphia. This is the next to the last leg of his twenty-four hour journey that began 3 o'clock yesterday when he boarded a bus from his home in Hamilton, Ontario to Toronto to catch a bus from Toronto to Buffalo, New York City. When Pat texted me this morning he was looking for the bus to catch to Philadelphia. After he arrives in Philadelphia then he has to take a train from Suburban Station to Narberth, Pennsylvania, ten miles west of Philadelphia.    He's rented a car from Enterprise Car Rental. He said he got a good deal in Narberth on a car rental. Then he begins the last leg of his annual trip to my home in southern Delaware. He should arrive here about 3 o'clock this afternoon. Thus ending his 24 hour journey that he began yesterday from his

Hospitality

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My Canadian travel buddy Pat will arrive here at Casa Tipton-Kelly tomorrow afternoon. I'm just about ready for him. Of course I had a wrench thrown into my plans (again) by having to work again today. As I have posted many times before I work part-time at the hotel but I really work as a substitute worker. Enough said. Pat visiting reminds me of the many excuses I've received for not being welcomed when I visit. A couple years ago when I visited Pat in Toronto, I thought I would contact a former classmate of mine who I haven't seen since we graduated from high school in 1959.  He moved to Canada during the Viet Nam war.  I'm assuming that's why he moved but I don't know for sure. All I do know is that he never came back.  He's some big deal professor in college now in Guelph, Canada, not far from where Pat lived in Toronto. Since I am the class historian cum record keeper I thought it would be cool if I could visit Glenn (no last name out of respect

Finally, the Rains End!

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After a week of sometimes torrential downpours, the rains ended this afternoon.  Our lawn is in a dire need of a haircut.  Mushrooms are growing and much of our grass has gone to seed. I am eager to resume my exercise of raking the cut grass.  Not only does this exercise make me feel good, it helps reduce that extra five to ten pounds of fat I've been lugging around my waistline all winter. Only problem right now is that the temperature is a suffocating 87 humid degrees. Feels like a sauna out there. Tomorrow the forecast is for cooler temps.  However, I will go out after this blog post and try and get a little bit of good time exercise in today. I could never live in Seattle or the Northwest where rain like last week is the norm. I slowly slip into lethargy and depression.  I need sun.  Lots of sun to keep my disposition happy and contented. That's why a place like Palm Springs is so attractive to me. However, I don't think I will ever permanently move there, I

Royal Wedding

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"I do" Yes! I watched The Wedding. This morning I awoke early. Not necessarily to watch live coverage of the royal wedding of Prince Harry to his American princess Megan Markel. But I thought, "Why not?"  Folks, I was enraptured. Oh yes, I am a hopeless romantic. The Look of Love For one thing I am an Anglophile, through and through. My ancestry on both sides of my family is from England.  My paternal ancestry of Tipton's is from the Black County of the midlands.  My maternal ancestry of the Hadfield is also from Glossop, England, not far from where my paternal ancestors lived in the Midlands. My paternal ancestor emigrated to this county in 1692 from Jamaica. His name was Jonathan Tipton and he was probably born in Jamaica after his father Edward Tipton was one of the colonist of Jamaica after England took over that colony from the Spanish. He left Jamaica after the Great Earthquake of 16-2 destroyed his barrel stave (for ru

Eye Exam and Other Rants

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Waiting room at the Delaware Eye Institute this morning - my surreptitious photo Another day, another doctor's appointment. This one my annual eye examination.   Good news!  I have no significant changes in my prescription. My eyes are basically good, for an old geezer of 76 years old.  My cataracts are "mild" according to my eye doctor. He said I don't need to take action now but that gradually my cataracts will grow and there is nothing I can do about it.  He told me that seeing colors will gradually become dimmer and dimmer and glare will continue to be a greater problem. Selfie taken of me by me i the holding room of my eye doctor - my eyes were real little this morning as they  that early in the morning - Possum Eyes Already I don't drive at night except when I return from work at the hotel two nights a week.  And then it's late at night and there is little traffic on the road. My days of driving the ten miles down Route One to Rehoboth Beac

Juggling, Trying To Keep Up and Falling Behind

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There was a time when I juggled many balls at once. This was years ago when I worked at a bank in Philadelphia. For many years I commuted daily to my job early in morning and arrived home early evening, sometimes later. I thought nothing of that routine.These days I work part-time at a local hotel two nights a week. I had no problem spending up to two hours a day on that commuter train and working eight or more hours a day. After returning home I took care of running our household and in the longer days of spring and summer, also did all the yard work.  I managed all this and didn't give it much thought. It was just my daily routine.  I looked forward to retirement when I could catch up on all the fun stuff like organizing my photos. Reading, yard work and traveling. So here I am folks, in retirement. I've never been busier in my life. I feel like I don't have enough time to juggle all these new balls in my life. What are they?  One big thing is all our doctor

Back on the Medical Treadmill

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Bill graduates from wound care Bill graduated from the wound care unit. Now he has to have a cardiovascular test. Of course this will require a new authorization number from HealthNet, which is the outside agency of the VA providing services for veterans using private doctors and medical facilities.  This morning I hit a Catch-22. I need the authorization number.  They called last week and gave me a phone number to call. I called this morning and I received this message "We're having technical difficulties, please call back later."  Of course they're having "technical difficulties."   Folks, I am just exhausted jumping over all these hurdles just to get Bill his medical care that he is entitled too. I thought I had the authorization number (wound care) that would apply for this cardiovascular test. But HealthNet called me last week and said he needed a new authorization number. So I call and I encounter "technical difficulties."  I called

Mother's Day 2018

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The last time my Mother and "her goys" were together, September 4 2005 for a photo shoot at J. C. Pennys at the Exton Mall, Pennsylvania - our Mother was our best friend - we were so lucky! My Mother died September 16, 2010. I was privileged to have her in my life for eight-six years.  Today on Mothers' Day I again remember how much I miss her. I remember how lucky I was to have her for my Mother. Growing up I thought all children had mothers like my mother. A Mother who loved us (me and my two younger brothers) unconditionally.  A mother who devoted her whole existence to our well being.   Oh sure, my Mother wasn't perfect but where she was perfect was in her total love and caring for "her boys."   Me with Mom December 2007 As I became older I was surprised to discover that not all my friends had mothers like mine. I even encountered friends who didn't like their mothers. Mothers who didn't care for them.  I have to admit at fi

Visitor From Nebraska

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"Randy" from Nebraska (at the Purple Parrot in Rehoboth Beach) This past week Randy from Nebraska stopped by our small town here in Delaware for a visit.  The last time I saw Randy was at the Bloogerpalooza in 2015.   Randy at Yesteryear's Photos 2015 Nice of him to stop by for a visit during his road trip to the East.  As is my wont, I took this opportunity to contact some friends and arrange for an old time photo shoot. This photo shoot almost didn't come off because after arranging to meet everyone in Rehoboth Beach, the place I go for old time photo shoots was closed!  I had to do some quick thinking.  I crossed the street to check to see if the other old time photo place was open. It wasn't!  But there was a phone number to call.  I called and the owner said she would be down in about twenty minutes.   Howard as Dance Hall Girl She arrived on time and we had our memorable photo shoot. Many thanks to my longtime friend Howard for posing a

Farmer's Market

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Ah, the season of the local farmer's markets are upon us here in southern Delaware. I LOVE fresh veggies and fruit. That is one of the glorious benefits of living here.  My favorite local fruit and veggie stand is in Milton. However, it doesn't open Memorial Day.   We have three local farmer's markets here in Sussex County. One a week on different days there is one in Rehoboth Beach, Lewes and Milton. I've attended two of them but didn't go back. The parking was very difficult if not impossible. Those farmer's markets are good for folks who live in those towns but not someone like me who lives outside those towns.  We live in a development off of Route One (Coastal Highway), not in one of those towns where the farmer's markets are held. Friday afternoon one of our neighbors stopped by and gave us a jar of fresh honey from the Milton Farmer's Market.  I told him I would like to go to that farmer's market but don't want to content with t

Medical Update

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My VA doctor, best doctor I ever had Good news folks! Bill's legs are getting better. What a relief!   Tomorrow he has a followup with his doctor at the wound care center. Yes, we have another doctors' appointment.  Yesterday I had my appointment with my doctor at the VA. Every six months I take lab tests.  My main concern is checking my PSA level.  Good news, my PSA score is still down (.14).   Remember I was diagnosed with prostate cancer in 203 when my PSA score was 8.4.  After much consideration as to what kind of treatment I would choose, I opted for seed implants. So far that appears to be the right decision, for me.  I didn't want to choose removal of my prostate because of the chance of developing some serious side effects. I also choose not to get exterior radiation of estrogen treatments. I don't think I would do well with hot flashes.  Of course I have some side effects from the seed implants, the details of which I won't go into here, but most