Monday, September 10, 2018

Good News, Bad News

The good news is Saving Lou is now an audio book! You can find it on Type in Saving Lou and you’ll find it in print, ebook, and audio. It can be downloaded on your phone, tablet, or computer. It’s the story of Lou Dyson who considers himself a failure until a most unlikely person convinces him otherwise. Relive the awe of the 1939 World’s Fair and feel the heat of the South Pacific battles of WWII.

Some more good news is that Stewart has come through hip replacement surgery. This post is very late because I’ve been a bit busy spending time at the hospital and rehab visiting him.

His ordeal has had more ups and downs than San Francisco streets, but he’s in rehab kicking up a fuss to get out and get home. After three surgeries and a dislocation of his new hip, all in two weeks, he’s been through the mill and showed the mill who’s boss. Now he has to learn to use a walker, dress himself without bending over, and a myriad of things we take for granted as we blithely go about our day.

More good news is that he hasn’t had a cigarette in three weeks and, at this point, doesn’t miss it. Being loaded with drugs helps, I’m sure.

The bad news is about a girl named Florence. She’s hot and wild and headed straight for North Carolina. My hope is that I’m far enough inland to only suffer a day or two of rain, but time will tell. Charlie and I are ready to hunker down and wait out the storm. Wish us luck.
Until next time, stay dry and safe.

Quote of the Day: God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm. William Cowper

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Hometown Nostalgia

Do you remember the play Our Town? It was about George and Emily who lived in the small town of Grovers Corners, New Hampshire.

I grew up in a small Vermont town called Springfield where I played in the woods, rode a bike (unsteadily and dangerously), picked fresh tomatoes from the garden, walked with my sister to the general store for a soda and Devil Dog, and went trick or treating on streets where the elderly couple at one house left goodies in a basket by the door expecting kids to be on the merit system. Then I moved to Connecticut and lived in a small town called Fairfield. My kids grew up in the small town of Newtown, CT. I now live in a small rural town in North Carolina called Angier.

I say this because for thirty years I lived in California in San Diego County in a “city” called El Cajon. You see, California (at least Southern California) has no towns, only cities. If where you live isn’t a designated city, it’s considered an “unincorporated area.”  What a warm and fuzzy term! Can you imagine Thornton Wilder writing a play called, “Our Unincorporated Area?” I can’t either.

When you have no towns, you have no town halls, no town meetings, no hometown to be from. The whole cozy idea of a town, the place where you grew up and knew your neighbors, vanishes.

In It’s a Wonderful Life, George Bailey grew up in Bedford Falls and made an impact on the townspeople. Note he didn’t make an impact on the citiespeople!

There’s something familiar, comforting, and even magical about a town. Just the word “town” elicits images of friends, trees, brooks, general stores, fireworks, and picnics. Hokey maybe, but real nevertheless. Though times may have changed, we still long for a place where life was simple and easy and we were a part of it—a part of Our Town.

Tell me about YOUR town.

Quotes of the Day:  

There are things about growing up in a small town that you can't necessarily quantify. Brandon Routh

 God made the country, and man made the town. William Cowper

A small town is a place where there's no place to go where you shouldn't. Burt Bacharach