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More Dancing Man of Hamilton, Ontario, Canada

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Pat sent me a couple more videos he took of the dancing in Gore Park, Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. Gore Park is located directly outside the renovated Royal Connaught Hotel, where Pat has his luxurious condo on the fourteenth floor.   Several days each week a band and/or singer performs for free at Gore Park for the entertainment of the locals and visitors, like I will be in two weeks.   Pat was so impressed with one gentleman dancer that he sent me a couple of short videos last week.  I too was impressed and made a short movie of this gentleman dancer, who I think dances like Fred Astaire.  I posted that video to You Tube and also on my blog. If you saw it, you'll notice that I had an intro to that video.  Looking at that video now, I realize my intro was too long and actually unnecessary.  Thus I have made another movie without the intro.  When you look at the video you'll see that no intro is necessary.  I love this guy free spirit! I will be in Hamilto

Canada - Here I Come!

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Pat and I having breakfast at John's restaurant in downtown Hamilton, Ontario Canada Two weeks from this Sunday I will be making my annual trip to my northern neighbor Canada.   I am taking a flight from Philadelphia International Airport to Buffalo, New York.  Pat, my Canadian Travel Buddy, will take the forty-mile trip from his home in Hamilton and cross the border to Buffalo to pick me up.  I fly to Buffalo because it is cheaper and a LOT LESS stressful than flying into Toronto’s Pierson airport. And now that Pat lives in Hamilton, the mileage to Buffalo to pick me up is less than if he had to drive to Toronto to pick me up. Pat and I waiting for the bus to the Toronto airport last year This is my fourth trip to Canada to visit Pat. The first two years I visited Pat at his home in Toronto. Last year I visited Pat at his new home in downtown Hamilton.  Pat sold his home in Toronto and bought a fantastic condo, with spectacular views of downtown Hamilton, at

Family Skeletons

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Alfred Hickman with his mother Ethel Hickman Hadfield and her sister Grace Hickman Weaver; behind Ethel is her husband (and my grandfather) George Hadfield and Grace's husband H. Ralph Weaver. The child is my aunt Grace Hadfield Tinder Wagner.  Photo taken 1916 in Downingtown, Pennsylvania Yesterday I received a letter from my cousin.  I know what is in the letter. I choose not to read it.   Two weeks ago I received a letter from her in which she requested that I remove the information about our maternal grandmother that I had posted on Ancestry.com.  I wrote her back telling her the reason I had to turn down her request. I'm pretty sure the letter she wrote back to me is either chastising me for refusing her request or disowning me. Either scenario is not one I wish to engage in at this time.  Thus, that letter from my cousin will remain unopened indefinitely. Now that I have you intrigued as to what is the subject of my cousin's consternation, I will now divulge

Turning Points In My Life - Choices After Graduation

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U. S. Post Office Coatesville, PA After I graduated from high school in June of 1959 I had a major life choice to make. Do I get a job or do I get my service obligation out of the way?   When I graduated from high school in 1959, all young men had to register for the draft after they turned eighteen years of age.  I was seventeen years old when I graduated.  I wouldn't turn eighteen until the following November.   I had some time to make a decision. Initially I tried to get a clerical job. This was no easy task.  Back in the Fifties, the help wanted column listed "Male" and "Female" jobs. The clerical job I wanted was listed under the Female column. Gay boy that I was (and am), I was doomed from the start (apparently). One job I briefly considered was airline attendant but that job choice was also out of consideration for me being a male. Back then there were airlines only hired women as stewardesses.  Remember that quaint term?   I applied for jo

Turning Points In My Life - Rebellion

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Me as a senior in high school 1959 - rebel (no smile) My class schedule card 12th grade Like most teenagers I made my period of rebellion.  Up until my senior year, I was a quiet, go along student. I was a "good boy" and did as I was told. I wanted every one to like me and the best way I could do that was obey my superiors, even when I sometimes had questions about their judgement.  Me as a junior in high school 1958 - my "good boy" phase, before I rebelled for being wrongly accused of cheating I almost got through high school with my "get along, go along" attitude until an incident in my second year bookkeeping class. Bookkeeping was a requirement of the commercial course I chose. I wasn't a big fan of bookkeeping, this wasn't the sexy and interesting job choice I had hoped for my life. But even at that time I knew I had limited talents and realized that I had to acquire certain skills to get a job after graduation since I w

Medical Update

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This morning I had my first visit with my ENT (ear, nose and throat) doctor. This is address my phlegm problem that I've had over a year. The good news is that I don't have some fatal or chronic disease. Phew, that IS a relief!  She (yes, I have my first female doctor and thank goodness for the upper part of my body) said my I have gastroesophageal reflex (GERD) condition.   At least that's what I think she said, she was pretty fast. She prescribed Zantax (ranitidine) pills.  She found this condition in me after inserting a camera through my right nostril (nose) down to my throat. Yes, that's what I said . . . . a camera through my nose.  It was on the end of a long, flexible tube.  It didn't hurt but was uncomfortable.  Sort of.   Inserting cameras into bodies seems to be the latest thing doctors do.  I've turned down two offers in the past ten years to have a camera inserted up through my penis into my bladder to check for bladder cancer.  No thank y

Turning Points In My Life (continued)

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Typing class from my school 1958 - unfortunately I wasn't in this picture but these are my classmates.  I don't know where I was that day! Picking up where I left off in my previous post of "Turning Points in my life": A big turning point in my life was when I entered ninth grade and had to choose what educational course to take. Of course I preferred the Academic course which was the college preparatory course. But when I told my Mother I was going to choose this course she told me "We're not going to pay for you to go to college.  You choose a course where you can get a job after high school." Of course I was greatly disappointed because most of my friends were taking the Academic course. And remember how class conscious were were in high school, those who took the Academic course were the preferred students. The chosen anointed students. I wanted to be in that group. Plus, those who went to college and obtained a college degree were almost

The Dancing Man of Hamilton Ontario Canada

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This morning I put together these video clips that my Canadian friend and travel buddy Pat sent to me of the Dancing Man of Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. Pat lives in downtown Hamilton, in an old historic hotel which converted to condominiums.  Right outside his hotel is Gore Park. During the summer there are free concerts. Hamiltonians gather at the tables to enjoy the music and balmy summer weather.  Occasionally some get up and dance to the music (shades of Sly and the Family Stone).  This short movie I made of the video clips Pat sent to me over his iPhone is of one gentleman who has some real Fred Astaire dancing moves.  I hope you get as much pleasure as I do from seeing this gentleman dancing. 

Aretha

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Aretha Franklin, the Queen of Soul,  passed away today.   Aretha and I were of  the same age.  She was part of my life's Journey. She will be missed greatly by many. But she will be remembered forever knowing her legacy will live on in her beautiful music. Rest in peace dear lady.

Managing

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Battalion Parade Ft. Devens, Mass Last night I returned to work. I was a bit woozy but I made it through my eight hour shift.  It was good to return to work. Of course I was very busy, this is the height of the summer season.  But I didn't mind.  I am appreciative that I have this good job.  Returning to work last night reminded me of an episode I had when I was in the Army at Ft. Devens Massachusetts. That was also a hot summer August day and I was very sick. I was very nauseous.  I think the cause was dried soap on the metal tray that I ate off in the mess hall.   We had a battalion parade that afternoon.  There I was in my freshly pressed khakis and blue ascot, ready to march. As we were marching I felt bile coming up in my throat. I was about to throw up on the soldier marching in front of me. I couldn't do that. So I dropped out of the parade and sat down in the shade of a maple tree, waiting for the wave of nausea to go away.  I was sure I was going t

Going To Work Today

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This morning I got up with trepidation. Afraid that my dizziness would come back. It didn't.  I think my problem is that when I sleep on my back the infectious mucous collects and doesn't expel with coughing. Usually I cough up the mucous I've collected overnight. The day I was woke up very dizzy and nauseous, I wasn't coughing up any phlegm. Now I make sure to take the mucous thinning DM tablets. And to sleep on my right side.  Next Wednesday (August 22nd) is my first appointment with my ENT doctor. I'm going to try and tough it out until then. I'm looking forward to going to work today and getting back to my regular routine.  Thank you everybody for your helpful comments and suggestions. I'll get through this latest medical challenge. Considering the alternative, I don't have a choice. 

No Dizziness Today

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Today I woke up with trepidation, fearing the worst. I did lay on my right side all night, hoping that would "cure" the problem. Apparently it did because I didn't wake up with the extreme dizziness that I had on Thursday and yesterday. I think what is causing this inner ear infection is my respiratory problem that I've been having the past year. Mucous builds up in my throat. I clear (cough) it out during the day.  Yes, I'm now one of those annoying people who is always coughing. Don't take me to any concerts.   When I got up this morning I was still a little light headed but not that extreme dizziness that I had experienced previously, thank goodness. I'm continuing to take my DM over the counter pills which breaks up the mucous. I've been coughing it up all day, unlike a few days ago when I coughed up nothing.   I plan to go to work tomorrow.  I work the afternoon shift (3 pm to 11 pm).  I miss work, it is part of my regular routine. And

Hit Again

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This morning when I woke up I had the dizziness and nausea again. I couldn't believe it. I got up and tried to go about my regular routine but my head wasn't having any of it.  The only relief I got was to lie down in my bed and keep my head perfectly still. I couldn't eat breakfast this morning. Several times I got up, hoping the dizziness would go away but no such luck.  I stayed in bed, drifting in and out of a light sleep.  At about 12:30 I got up to have a light lunch of soup and some corn chips with roasted red pepper hummus, my favorite lunch which I usually over indulge but not today.  Just a little bit to keep something in my stomach.  At least I didn't throw it up.  Then back to bed. I'm sure what I have is an inner ear infection caused by my year long respiratory infection. Something I should have taken care of a long time ago but I thought if I ignored it, it would go away. It's not going away. I texted by boss at work and told him

Dizzy

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This morning when I awoke and rose from my bed, my head was spinning. I was dizzy.  Now I've been accused of being dizzy before but this was a different kind of "dizzy."  I felt like I did when I was a kid and spun myself around very fast with a blindfold on then tried to walk. I was off balance and fell. That's the way I felt this morning sitting on the edge of my bed. I sat a while there, trying to get myself together. It wasn't happening. In fact I felt a sickening feeling in the base of my throat, I was nauseous. I hate feeling nauseous.  The closest I've ever felt like this was when I've been drunk. I felt high but not a good high.  I waited, sitting on the edge of my bed. The dizziness and nausea continued to wash over me in waves.  What was going on? I had to go to work today. Also, I was expecting a serviceman to service our HVAC system today. And here I am, unable to stand up straight and feeling like I had to vomit. I got my iPhon

Turning Points in My Life

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As I enter my seventy-seventh year of life, I often reflect back on turning points in my life. Decisions I made at times of my life that I didn't realize would affect the direction the rest of my life would take. I have often wondered what my life would have been like if I had made a different decision. Would've, could've, should've; that's what one of my former bosses used to say. Alas, I made decisions that permanently put my life on the road where I am now. Do I have any regrets? Sure, but to use a tired old cliche, "it is what it is." I have to admit that I am at a good place in my life now, except for physical aches and pains, I am quite happy and contented. Now if I can just get rid of my latest phlegm problem. I have an appointment on the 22nd of this month with an ENT doctor. Now for my list: On Being Gay When I was about four years old (1946), a teenage friend (Emmett) of my teenage Uncle Bruce (who used to live with us) would come over a