TCU had a great season of coming from behind and magical wins by an unranked, over-achieving team of players, with a mascot no one understands or has ever seen. Thank you coaches and players.
** Do you have a clock radio? Do you go outside for the morning paper? We no longer have either a clock radio, home delivery of paper. We always have had both in whatever city or year, but no longer. Lifestyle changes of today’s world.
- Elected representatives of the US Congress and House Representatives in Missouri ran for office to support America, each in their own way and time. Being called Clowns, although maybe well-deserved, do not make their work and public service any easier. The election of House Speaker was messy. Missouri now requires women to wear sleeves when on the House floor. No doubt more to come.
** Way back yonder in Fort Worth at Englewood Center, 1975, Dave and I would often end a Friday at The Broken Spoke, a cowboy bar on Fort Worth’s east side. After our years of work and travel, Dave and I have reconnected even though states and miles apart. We are trading fictional stories of “The Broken Spoke” as our way of remembering the good days.
- We all have seen couples and families on their individual phones at a restaurant, with no one looking, paying attention, or talking. I saw this sign on Facebook: “We do not have Wi-FI – Talk to each other – Pretend it is 1995.”
** Cities are a mix of achievements and other times hard to talk about. Savanna has a 2008 marker dating the 1859 sale of 436 black salves (male, female, & youth). Savanna is attempting to address their past and also their future. In 1924, Fred Rouse was a butcher at Swift & Co. in Fort Worth’s historic stock yards. He crossed a union strike line in order to work, and he was Black. The KKK came to his home and badly beat him. These same white men took him from his hospital bed and lynched him. HIs grandson, Ralph Rouse Jr. was 46 when he learned of his grandfather’s treatment and death. I was 76 when I heard this story. The Tarrant Couty Coalition for Peace & Justice, like Savannah, is addressing both our past and our future,
** Mary Oliver is a favorite poet; a writer of the history and afternoon walks in the woods. In “DOG SONGS,” she describes deciding on a puppy this way:
A puppy is a puppy, probably in a basket of other puppies
Then someone picks a puppy up and says, “I want this one.”
Jazz, our 5th dog, is now 13. We remember saying “this one” to a breeder’s web page. Still a special memory.
Roy, with special friends of Richard, Jerry, Cinda, and Dave (& always Beth)