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"Some Kind of Wonderful"

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Arriving late Sunday afternoon September 16th in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada; Pat took me on the last day of the Hamilton Crawl.  Pat and I both like live music.  We were in luck. John Ellison , the composer of the song "Some Kind of Wonderful" was performing right in the center of Hamilton.  The only live music event I ever attended in my life was Brasil 66 performing at the Philadelphia Academy of Music in 1966.  I had one of the cheap nosebleed seats way at the top of the Academy of Music auditorium.  I got to see the tops of the heads of Sergio Mendez and his group. Sound was great but visual, not so much. This time was different.  Here I was going to see the man who wrote the song "Some Kind of Wonderful", John Ellison.  Prior to today I didn't know who wrote the song.  Before performing his hit song, Mr. Ellison explained how he came to write the song.  That I didn't tape, too long.  Let's just say he was besotted with a lady he happened t

Tractor Troubles

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Bill on his riding mower ready to go into the garage for repair Today I am so tempted to write about the Supreme Court imbroglio but I will spare you that screed.  Instead I will write about a mundane subject, our riding mower tractor is on the blink. Yes, you heard that right, our tractor is kerplunk.  Yesterday we had our tractor picked up to go into the shop for repair.  Bill and I live on an acre of land here in the great state of Delaware in Sussex County. All my life I wanted to live on my own land. In Pennsylvania we had 7.6875 acres of land, mostly wooded. Here in Delaware we live on a nice patch of typical suburban green grass that needs a lot of mowing.  Bill likes to mow grass.  Our grass and our neighbor's grass, don't go volunteering him to mow anyone else's grass. Four years ago I depleted our savings account and bought Bill one of those John Deere zero degree lawn mowers.  Bill now possessed the fastest mower in our neighborhood.  When I left

Happy 90th Birthday Bill!

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William "Bill" Daniel Kelly - 90 years old today! Today is my husband Bill Kelly's 90th birthday! Congratulations Bill!   I was a young man of twenty-two years old when I met thirty-five year old Bill Kelly at the Westbury Bar in Philadelphia in 1964.   Little did I know then that today, fifty-four years later I would still be with that man.   I liked him then but never in a million years thought I would still be with him fifty-four years later.  We were different in so many ways. But here we are today.  Older and wiser and still in love. Happy birthday Bill!  Now let's go for a hundred! Bill "Buddy" Kelly - circa 1932

Home From Canada

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Pat with my carry on luggage at the Buffalo airport yesterday Early yesterday morning I left sunny Canada for the hour ride to the Buffalo airport.  Yes, my week long stay in Canada had come to an end. Pat drove me to Buffalo for my flight to Philadelphia.  The traffic was light.  That was good.  We had no problem crossing the border. That was good too. I went through the TSA pre check line again at the Buffalo airport. I am so glad I took the time last summer to go to Dover and complete my TSA security pre check information. My flight out of Buffalo left on time, unlike my flight out of Philadelhia which was almost an hour late because of mechanical difficulties. Small plane again.  This time I had a big guy in the seat next to me on the plane. He overflowed into my space.  I think he felt bad about it. Oh we'll, it was only a hour flight. I arrived in Philadelphia under cloudy and misty rain.  My ride to pick me up was stuck in traffic on Route One.  I didn'

Last Day In Canada

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Me and Pat at a new restaurant discovery, Sagarmatha Curry Palace in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada Today is my last day in Canada.  This is always the bad part of my holidays with Pat, they end too quickly. Tomorrow I will arise early for my two hour ride to Buffalo, New York for my 10:36 am flight to Philadelphia.  As you can see from the paucity of my blog postings since I've been in Canada, I've been very busy. We have been very busy.  Always something to do on our holidays together.  We don't plan anything special, just let the days flow but they're always full. I think yesterday (the days run together) we took the bus to Toronto and explored the massive underground shopping area.  I've never seen anything like that in my life. Sure does beat Philly's homeless sleeping, urine stink Concourse.  Philly has come a long way since I've worked there in the 80's but they have a long way to go.  The weather has been perfect during my whole sta

Arrived in Canada!

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Day three of my week long stay in Canada visiting my friend Pat. Pat picked me up at the Buffalo airport Sunday. My flight was delayed for almost an hour out of Philadelphia because of "mechanical problems."  Not a good sign.  But once we were in the air, there was no problem. A beautiful day for a flight. I arrived in Hamilton with Pat to catch the tail end of the annual Crawl.  Pat said the streets weren't as jammed as they were earlier in the week but it was still pretty crowded.  A special treat was witnessing a live performance of "Some Kind of Wonderful" by the man who wrote that song, John Ellison.  I videotaped that performance and will post it in a future post. I hope I don't have copyright issues with You Tube. I'm typing this blog post from my Macbook which isn't quite as flexible as when I type my blog from my iMac at home. I won't be able to post as many photos and videos from this source. Rest assured I will catch up

Ready For Takeoff

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Me ready to board the plane This time tomorrow I'll be in line to board my flight from Philadelphia International airport to Buffalo, New York.  My Canadian Travel Buddy will be waiting for me in Buffalo to complete the final leg of my trip to his luxury condo in downtown Hamilton, Ontario, Canada.  This is fifth annual trip to Canada to visit Pat.   Packing for my trips are always a challenge for me. I'm one of those people who packs for "all occasions" and I always end up not wearing most of the shirts I've packed. Every trip, looking at my packed to the gills carry-on luggage I vow to pack less. Usually I take way too many shirts and pullovers. This is what I'm packing this trip : 5 sets of underwear (T-shirts, underwear) 5 sets of socks 1 pair of shorts 1 light windbreaker/rain jacket 3 pullovers/colored T-shirts 3 plastic see-thru plastic packets of toiletries  including prescriptions pills  chargers for my iPhone, Macbook and Bose sp

Memories - The Night I Was Humbled in Philadelphia

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Me (left) and Bobby Scott - Pennsuaken New Jersey 1965 These days , in my declining years, when I know I have less years to live than I have lived, I often think of scenes from my past.  Last year I took the plunge and had all my VHS videos put in a digitized format. Several of these VHS videos were originally 8 mm films. The photos in this blog are from those old 8 mm films. That is the reason for the poor quality of the photos. But even with the poor quality you can still see and feel the youthful enthusiasm of me and others in this old photos that I have captured from those digitized VHS videos. This images were taken of me forty-seven years ago, a few months after I moved in with Bill where he rented a two bedroom apartment at Penn Manor Apartments in Pennsauken, New Jersey.  I shouldn't need to identify myself but I will, I am (of course) the tall guy on the left (I was 6'4" at that time). The other guy in this photo was my former co-worker Bobby Sco

A Few of My Favorite Things

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A fun post this morning folks!  I haven't done one of these "lists" posts for a while. This is my own list.   I've had this blog since 2005.  Where does the time go?  I've covered a lot of subjects. I try to keep things positive on this blog. But I have to admit that negative impulses keep creeping in my head demanding to be posted.  Especially now when the very fundamentals of our democracy are being threatened by the Orange Menace in the White House. But I'm not going to go THERE in this post.  Instead I'm going to post about some of my favorite things.  Yes, just like the "Sound of Music" song says.   Here is my list in no particular order: Reading a good book Early morning walk through my development Blogging Taking videos and photos and organizing them Creating movies from my photos and videos Gardening, landscaping, flower and herb plantings Hummus Judge Judy Quarterly trips with Pat, my Canadian Travel Buddy MSNBC A

Hurricane Florence - "Storm of a Lifetime"

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Another hurricane season is here! Living on the East Coast as I do, I dread hurricane season.   I live in southern Delaware, on the East coast, two miles from the Atlantic Ocean. A few years ago we just missed Hurricane Sandy by fifty miles.  Sandy took an unexpected turn just as she was bearing down on Sussex County, where I live.  Phew! Missed that one.  It is known here that we are due for the Big One.  Thank God that hasn't happened yet.  We are very vulnerable though, all flat coastal land here.   I feel guilty when I admit I was somewhat relieved when I saw that Hurricane Florence was veering away from traveling up the East Coast and slamming the Delaware coast.  Hurricane Florence is predicted to hit the Carolina coast Saturday morning. I hope (I don't pray) that the damage is minimal and there is no loss of life for those in Florence's path.  

Stressful Morning

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One of the biggest problems I've encountered in my old age is handling stressful situations. I don't know if it is because this is the digital age, but times just seem more stressful now. A prime example: I spent several hours this morning on the phone with Comcast again trying to straighten out a billing problem. Over a year ago I turned in my Comcast modem rental because I got tired of the ever increasing monthly cost. When I started the modem used to rent for seven dollars a month. Gradually the monthly rental went up from eight, to nine to ten then eleven. That's when I decided to buy my own modem.  I turned in my Comcast modem and my bill was reduced accordingly. Then in March I returned home to find an envelope from Comcast with URGENT! printed in red on the envelope. They needed my modem serial number.  I called and got someone with a heavy foreign accent who recorded my model and serial number after I had to crawl around on the floor the try to read black on b

Turning Points In My Life - Near Death at Seventeen

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Elvis got to keep his underwear on, I didn't Yes, you read that title right, I almost died at 17 years old due to medical malpractice. After I signed up to join the Army, I had to report to 401 North Broad Street in Philadelphia for my physical. What a humiliating experience that was, one that I will never forget as long as I live. There we were, about a dozen of us young men toeing the yellow line on the umpteenth floor of the old warehouse building that was the Army induction physical inspection center in Philadelphia. We all obediently stood there in a straight line, naked head to toe. Totally exposed. Full frontal. Humiliated. Much like my Army physical, although we had to stand full frontal toes touching a broad yellow line, I was pulled aside and told to lay on a gurney like the one man in this picture.  The other difference in this picture and mine was that there were a lot of civilians, both male and female, milling about. We had ZERO privacy. I guess this

More Hamilton Ontario Canada Dancing Guy

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Whenever I want to feel good, I just look at one of these videos that my Canadian pal Pat sends to me of the Hamilton Dancing Guy.  This is the latest.  Man, what talent this guy has. Here he dances to country music. Always makes me smile and feel good all over when I see this guy just enjoy life with total abandon.  Enjoy!       

Crazytown

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Washington Post reporter and Watergate legend Bob Woodard's book about Trump comes out September 11th.  I ordered it yesterday from my Amazon prime account.  In the book he confirms what we all know (and yes, even hard core base Trump supporters), that Trump is idiot and has the understanding of a  "fifth or sixth grader", which to me insults fifth and sixth graders.  I don't like to post these political rants to my blog and believe it or not I do restrain myself, but I have to admit I worry every day about the state of our country. Trump is not competent to be president of the United States. Trump isn't competent to hold any political office.  Trump is a con man and everyone knows it.  Even his supporters know that fact but they don't care. Forget them.  They'll never change because they're on the Trump Train. What really concerns me is that our system of government has totally broken down.  The Republican controlled Congress has given Trum

Thoughts At Summer's End 2018

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Hamilton Dancing Guy dancing the summer away Today marks the unofficial end of another summer season.  Hallelujah, I made it through another summer.  As regular readers of this blog know, I live near the summer resort towns of Lewes and Rehoboth Beach Delaware.  Every year, after Memorial Day until Labor Day, we are inundated with traffic from the north and west and south, seeking the cool ocean breezes of both the Lewes beaches and Rehoboth Beach. We have visitors from Washington D.C., Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Maryland, Virginia and an occasional New Yorker finds there way down here.  Here at the hotel we received guest from across the country and the world. Don't ask me why, we just do.  I would like to think they're coming to see me and my sparkling personality but then I would probably be deluding myself.  Each year our roads become more clogged with our summer visitors, especially the major artery right outside the development where I live six miles up the ro