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April 22, 2017 – A to Z Challenge – S

I had planned to just write about the Science March today in DC but changed my mind as there were threeS words in the S section of “The Deeper Meaning of LIff” that tickled me.  First though I will tell you that there were tons of people at the march and they for sure were not paid to be there. Loved all the home made signs and the costumes were great.  Loved the knitted pink hats with brains added on to the top.  Lots of nerdy types were there.  Young students, old professor or researcher types, and families who either one or both parents were employed as researchers, MD’s, PhD’s etc.

Everyone was friendly, peaceful and polite.  They read each other’s signs and some took pictures of the better ones.  A lady from Pittsburgh who’s husband works in research was there with her mother who is 91 with Alzheimer’s disease.  She talked to Sol and took her picture with her sign.  She was very pleasant and we had a nice chat.

It rained, drizzled, stopped raining and then rained again.  I saw no one complaining.  We had been late getting started because unfortunately I had not checked kids bodies for ticks and our little granddaughter came back with four.  Guilt was the feeling I started the day with.  I know better than not to check. So now she is on a months worth of antibiotic.   Darn, Double Darn is all I can say.  Back to our day, we ate lunch at Dunkin Donuts and then Mom took the little one to a birthday party and the rest of us went on to the march.  We returned home by 4ish as it just got too chilly for me out there and my back was freezing from being wet and cold.  Took the Metro and then walked back to the house.  It worked out well as the rain was just starting again as we arrived at the house.

That was my day.  Other than the guilt I enjoyed it, am very tired and will write a little short story now with two words in it from “The Deeper Meaning of Liff”

 

Uncle Henry always seemed to be about 100 years old to me when I was a young girl. He had very peculiar habits but they were excused because of his age.  Henry always started his day by dressing himself very neatly in a suit and tie even if he had no intention of leaving the house.  Before retirement he had been a solicitor but now he was reduced to the position of skellister.  People would politely ask his legal opinion on some subject just to let him know they knew of his past level of respect in the courts but really did not care about the response.  But he also had some old faithful clients who still came to him for wills and other legal papers.  It was good for him.

With the onset of old age and lack of a house keeper Uncle Henry would at times hire me to come over and clean up for him.  There were jobs he did for himself, like dishes but he dreaded having to dust and polish the furniture and the floors. So those were my jobs as well as changing the sheets on the little bed he used in an old guest room.  He had loved Aunt Marya and could not bear to sleep in the bed they had shared for more than fifty years.  He kept flowers in their bedroom and always wanted to make sure I did a good cleaning in there for Marya.  I suspect he would sit on the love seat and read the poetry books that she had loved so much.  Those were the kind of things I learned about him that made me love him and not complain about helping him.

This particular morning I knew things were getting stressful for him.  There he was drinking coffee from an egg cup.  He is such a snover when it comes to cleaning up the dishes.   I wondered how many other items he would figure out he could drink coffee from before he would be reduced to having to do something about it.  I did not dare look in the sink when I went into clean the kitchen floors.   He seemed to be able to go weeks with all the various containers he found to drink his coffee from and I believe he went through not only the every day china but the good stuff too before he had to give in.

I was finished sweeping when he called to me and asked me to pick out a piece of straw from the broom.  I thought by purchasing some regular toothpicks I would be able to change his habit of being a sigglesthorne but it did not seem to have worked.  That day it was the broom, next time it might be a twister tie from the bread loaf.  He just had these habits that had developed over years and nothing I could say or do or offer to do would change him.   I thought about Aunt Marya and what she would think of this behavior, or had it always been there.  Maybe I will ask him why he insists on this.  It sure grossed me out every time he asked me for a piece out of the straw broom.  I guess to know him is to love him so I will just continue to care about him just the way he is.

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NOvember 3, 2015 – End of Salt Lake Adventure, New York City Marathon

Well, what a weekend we had.  I finished up in Salt Lake, caught my 7:55 flight to Chicago and then on to Laguardia. Took a city bus to 104th and Broadway in Manhattan and walked down and ran into my hubby along the way.   Walked up to Henry’s Restaurant and had dinner with his brother Charlie and his wife Beth.   It was great seeing them and so good of them to put us up so we could do this Marathon weekend.  Beth’s sister Maggie joined us also for dinner and it was great.  She is so nice it was fun getting to know her a little.

New York is such fun on Halloween!  All the stores and restaurants in the neighborhood were giving out candy to the kids.  The streets were just filled with families and other folks on their way to parties.  The energy was fabulous.  Reminded me of how much we love New York.  In fact the entire experience of being in New York again after so long was fabulous.

Sunday Denis was up and out on his way to the start of the race by 6 am.   On the other side I was up early and went to meet my friend Chris Copping Alberi from back in the days of us working for MW Houck Inc food brokers.   It was a short but so sweet visit.  I would have known her anywhere.  She is as sweet as ever and I was just thrilled to see her again.

After she went on her way I called youngest son and took the subway down to Chambers Street to meet him.  What you have to know is that I have always been afraid of taking the subway by myself.  In the old days it felt scary to ride them, they were dirty and smelled but now they are really nice and it was a very good way to get around.  After meeting the young guy we went to Brooklyn on another train to meet up with middle son and family and their friends they were staying with.  The two little girls were so excited about seeing Grandpa running. They had made signs to hold up for him.  We missed him at the first place – he was running at a fast pace then.  But we got him as he came off the 57th street Bridge and he came over to say hello so the little kids were really excited.

We went and got some food and then headed up to 125th street to try and see him again.  We were waiting and waiting at the 35 K pass. But turns out we had missed him again. So with three very tired little girls with us and a bunch of tired adults we headed back to meet him after the race at Charlie and Beth’s.  The sons had tickets for the last game of the World Series so they had to get going and the girls were totally running out of steam.   But before we all broke up they were able to celebrate their Dad and Grandpa and have something to eat.   We caught the 9:15 train back to Albany and were dead tired when we got to the house.  What a great weekend!!!! Denis finished in 5 hrs and 37 minutes and was in great shape.  Shows what good training can do for you.

Monday at work they came and interviewed him and took pictures for their facebook page and the school newspaper.  Some of his students sent him personal messages, especially the athletes.  He certainly got his 15 minutes of fame.  Kids are so proud of his accomplishment so the adventure of the last year certainly was worth it.     https://www.facebook.com/unioncollege/  go down the page and you will find him.

This week of adventure ended on such a high note and now I am all tired  Just too much for me. I have to go to work on building up my stamina again.  I was good when we got back from Ireland but lost it since this is such a terrible place to live with no place to walk to or go.  Frustrating.  I am really thinking that a dog would be an answer. one that needs to be walked and I could chat with as we walked.

OH well.  Tomorrow I will go back to posting some of Charles diary.   Been a while.  But there are years and years of them.  And tomorrow I have to get into writing my novel.. Even if it never gets finished at least I should have enough done to make some sense of this story.  Can talk about that more as I go along.