This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
10 February 2011
'Dancing is a contact sport, football is a collision sport.'
25 August 2009
I Left My Heart in Green Bay
There are many reasons to like Green Bay, not the least being the Green Bay Packers, Vince Lombardi, and a cousin by the name of Lynne Glinski. Brett? Brett who? Never heard of him. The above was taken in the 2 story clothing, souvenir and memorabilia shop at the Mecca of Wisconsin, Lambeau Field. This 1958 pick up truck was for sale but I forgot to check the price. If you have to ask you can't afford it. It is filled with plastic cheeseheads made in China.
Now I am offering a couple more reasons to love Green Bay. The first is a friend that I haven't seen for around fifty years. Dale Bartel, formerly of Hustisford and Lebanon, and now retired in Green Bay Wisconsin, claims that I helped him celebrate his 21st birthday. Maybe I did, my memory on that is not clear, but I do remember playing trombone in a high school quartet with him, and I have some evidence of that from a high school annual of the late 50s.That's me top back and Dale far right. And here we are 50 years later.
We had a great time bringing each other up to date on our lives since the last time we saw each other. We even discovered a common interest in genealogical activities centering on the area of Pomerania, on the Baltic, now divided between Germany and Poland, with the majority of it belonging to the latter as that was where some of our common ancestors came from.
And the second is a marvelous burger that I sampled at lunch at the Rite View Restaurant. Sorry, I didn't take a picture of the burger but I did capture a picture of the lovely little garden just outside the entrance to this very nice restaurant. The burger is called Joe's Combo and consists of a normal beef burger pressed up close with a brat burger, together with any condiments thought necessary to practice a safe lunch.
I'm sure there are multiple other reasons to like Green Bay but this should be enough for now. More later.
Downtown Phoenix
Downtown Phoenix in the Winter Time
Good Cheese Here
Vermont Cheddar & Minnesota Blue
TAKE TIME FOR PARADISE
Me and Joan
Early elderly and middle middle age: We May Know Something You Don't
Mrs America
Fortunately these girls had a good-looking mother
Rimrocks @ Billings MT
“In beholding old stones we may feel our anxieties about our achievements–and lack of them–slacken . . . Vast landscapes [and seascapes] can have an anxiety–reducing effect similar to ruins, for they are the representatives of infinite space, as ruins are the representatives of infinite time, against which our weak, short-lived bodies seem no less inconsequential than those of moths or spiders.”—Alain de Botton in Status Anxiety
Easter Sunday at St Patrick's Co-Cathedral
12 April 2009
Pleasant Hillside at Hustisford, AKA The Grassy Knoll for you conspiracy buffs
A Lot of Muellers Are Buried Here
