I’m not a practicing Catholic these days, it’s only because of my MS and immobility. The only time I attend something resembling a religious ceremony is going to a funeral. I don’t have any trouble getting people to take me to one. Unfortunately that’s my social life. I’m getting quite a collection of programs. I’ve noticed that Catholic’s have their services at 11:00 am. At least I know what time I’ll be sent off.”
Second Grade and Monkey Bars
Me-being a very shy “child from a ranch” was bullied by the town kids, I played by myself most of the time. I remember it being my turn to cross the monkey bars, up the stairs I went. Apparently I was to slow and a boy came up the stairs as I was getting a grip on the bar when he shoved me and I landed in a pile below the structure. The next thing I remember is going into the elevator at the hospital and the nurse or doctor asked me what kind of licorice I preferred. A mask was placed on me, lights out. Black licorice and a broken elbow. I was 6
Walking again, amazing what a person takes for granted in life.
The school I didn’t attend.
Auctioneer at a cattle sale.
Everyone, school, city, county, state and federal.
Social Mind Rot
I don’t use Social Media and it drives me nuts that people do. Does anyone have conversations anymore, rarely. I’ve witnessed parents and children totally ignoring their friends and family while being absorbed by their “devices”. Missing out on so many opportunities. Aarg!
Will Spring Ever Come
Anything but snow, I’m over it.
I Ride the Brand
If I were to get a tattoo it would be my cattle brand, left side. Never going to happen though.