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No quittin’ along the way

by chuckofish

Today my bible study group starts up again and, yes, we are continuing our study of Leviticus.

I get it, but I am heading once more into the breach.

In other news, I was amused to read about Neil Young’s ultimatum to Spotify that he will take all his music off their platform if they don’t remove Joe Rogan. “They can have [Joe] Rogan or Young. Not both.” Gee whiz golly. Such hubris. I was not surprised this did not go well for Neil. Old Man, take a look at your life…

Also, the boy texted me this nice thing:

Today is the anniversary of the day on which the action for which Audie Murphy was awarded the Medal of Honor took place in 1945. He was twenty years old. When asked after the war why he had seized the machine gun and taken on an entire company of German infantry, he replied, “They were killing my friends.” Murphy is another fine example of an American man who came from a very humble background (Texas sharecroppers) with little education, but who, when push came to shove, acted heroically and sacrificially. He became the most decorated soldier in U.S. history. Our current elite class has no appreciation or understanding of this kind of guy. Anyway, I suggest watching To Hell and Back (1955)…

…or one of Audie Murphy’s other movies. Lest we forget.

Tomorrow is the birthday of our ancestor John Wesley Prowers (b. 1838), the cattle baron, so I like to watch a cowboy movie in his memory, probably Red River (1948): “They’ll be no quittin’ along the way. Not by you, not by me.” This is a no-brainer.

PSA: There are tulips at Trader Joe’s! Always a sure-fire January pick-me-up…

Grace and peace to you!

Old man take a look at [your] life

by chuckofish

Okay, get this–today is Neil Young’s birthday

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and he is seventy years old!

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Well, the fact that he is old, makes me feel old. Zut alors, look at how the time goes past!*

Harvest, you will recall, was the #1 best-selling album in the U.S. in 1972 when I was in the 10th grade. Even I owned it, which is saying something.

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So cut me some slack.

Happy birthday, Neil. You’re kind of a tool and a preachy one at that, but I’ll toast you tonight anyway and your survival to the ripe old age of 70.

 *Clever inclusion of NY lyric

Long may you run

by chuckofish

It was quite a weekend. I took part in more socializing than in the first 5 months of the year combined.

A very dear friend and her husband were visiting from Virginia and we had dinner with them at a friend’s house with other members of our high school class–a mini reunion of sorts. There were tornado sirens and we turned on the TV during dinner to make sure we weren’t in the path of disaster. Luckily the tornadic activity passed by us to the north, but you can never be too sure. Unbenownst to us, there was a lot of local damage and power outages galore.

Oh my goodness.

Oh my goodness.

On Saturday we went to my old man’s 40th high school reunion which was held at his bff’s house up on a bluff above the Mississippi River.

BFFs

BFFs

Such a view!

Such a view!

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There was a pig roast (sorry, no pictures) and lots of nostalgic ’70s music. Hello, Neil Young.

Martin and Cap check out those newfangled phone devices.

Martin and Cap check out those newfangled phone devices.

The boys shot off a cannon and there were fireworks.

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On Sunday I went to church because I was reading the second lesson. It was one of those “as we have said before, so now I repeat…” exhortations that ol’ St. Paul is known for. Great stuff. My favorite to read. While we were passing the peace, the first lector said, “Good job,” to me. “As usual. We had the A-team today.” I chuckled, but I was pleased. I’ve never been on the A-team before. Boo yah.

I had brunch with my BFFs from Virginia and then went home to work in the yard a little before it rained. A lovely end to an exhausting but wonderful weekend.

#Oldfriends

#Oldfriends

Oh, this old world
Keeps spinning round
It’s a wonder tall trees
Ain’t layin’ down
There comes a time.