Stirring Up Old Memories.

 Stirring Up Old Memories.

 

Gary Adams and his sweet lady Jo Lynn would have appreciated my conversation with Sterling this morning. Seems that Stacy Parker missed the rump and hit on the tops of Gary’s legs when he applied the board. Gary was limping around when his grandmother noticed and he showed her the bruises on his legs. Fury is known as Maggie Ruthledge. But they took her shotgun away from her before she left the wash house. Not that she didn’t leave old Stacy shaking in his shoes after she opened the doors all the way back to his office. Now Stacy was as good a principal as we could have had back then under the Brewster mafia, but seeing him years back in McDonald’s made me smile. He really was a good guy.

 

Sterling had to recalibrate my calendar when wishing him a happy Sunday. Jennifer exclaimed, “Don’t take one of my days off away from me!” Yep, she does not work weekends except at home! They got oodles of snow in Gentry, Arkansas, but we got all we need currently. And the low temps to keep it from melting. Sterling told me that he had to take their sweet friend Polly to the doctor’s office where he and a couple of older gents were “entertained” by the tantrum of a little sh*t. All three men were thinking along the same lines of attitude adjustment. Good thing that they were not left alone with him, or he definitely would have received some encouragement from the older generation. Tae Kwon Do on ice skates!

 

Jennifer has been telling me the temps as they dropped last night. Then she let me know when it began to snow. SO glad not to have to be outside in this mess. Too old to play in the snow! And she just informed me that it has begun to snow again! Oh well. The soil needs the moisture! Hope all the little toads, the spiney lizards, and assorted other critters have the insulation they need right now.

 

Have one of those cup warmers on my desk here in the office. Jenn brought me the coffee, and it was hot, but my mind is slow this morning. Last night was nightmares from the book “1984” that made me wake up thinking of the s/he mess currently being suggested by the “theys” in this world. My brother’s term is “dumbass.” If you were born with one, you know it. Otherwise, it takes some education and exploration to figure things out. Hello from someone who had very little education concerning sex and sexuality. Gotta figure, my parents were teenagers when they had their first child. They got married on July 31, 1944. Daddy was drafted and Mom had Sterling on June 27, 1945. Dad was supposed to be in a tank replacement unit being sent to replace all the tanks put out of service in the war. But instead, he was in the service (army) just long enough to qualify for the VA Loans so that he and Granddad Pollard could build their first little three-or four-room house there in Petrolia. Then some years later, they built on two more rooms. It was a pretty little house. We had gas heating, but the couple who bought it had to bring in a big electric panel because they had to heat with electricity. They didn’t know that gas could be piped through the ceiling like mine is. Still wish I had insisted on one more drop in the living room. But $500 is a lot of money tacked on to a few thousand. Saw two little children in the back yard when the old woman drove by. Reminded me of the two who grew up in that yard. Great memories.

 

Let us be grateful for electricity and heating from the earth’s resources. May the electric lines stay uncovered by ice and may the snow not turn to ice on the roads.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.