Santa Is Alive and Well

Santa Is Alive and Well
We see him in the acts of kindness, both random and planned. From him we learn that making others happy has rewards that are immeasurable.

So There U Have It

The last and final Act of a Three Act Play
is shaping up as a hopefully long and healthy one.
It is oh so different from Acts l and ll.

Act l was exciting.
Discovering how to live, love and 'do'
involved education,
both formal and otherwise.
Intertwined in this came the relationships
that influenced decision making and the outcomes,
both vocational and avocational
we now can look back upon.
At times it was breathtaking!

The Second Act largely focused on
the 'doing' phase of life'.
At times it was spellbinding.
Other times frightening
and on occasion, disappointing.
I can't speak for the audience,
but by and large
the reviews seemed positive.

The Third and final Act is live theater at it's best
as the actions of l & ll
strongly influence
the 'real- time' action, the 'now.'

Fatalists maintain that Acts l & ll predetermine the Final Act.

I know this to be true at some level,
(we can't rewrite the history of our lives,)
but join me at 'tweaking the outcomes.'

The first section of The Third Act
has surpassed my expectations.
The plan is to maintain the pace.

So There U Have It
is an opportunity for you
to participate
in the writing of the Final Act.
I invite you to contribute
your observations, wit and wisdom
in the Comments section.

We know how it will end,
we just don't know
what awaits along the way.
Join me on the journey!

Death Valley, Southeastern CA

Death Valley, Southeastern CA
We spent a lot of time in the American Southwest this fall, and loved it.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Home Alone Two, But Not Yet Lonely



Our last two known guests have left.

Three days after arriving in The Valley of the Sun, downtown AZ, friends and golfing soulmate Ted and Syl arrived from N O T L, ON, CA.

Two days later Paul and Jo showed up at the door.

A, way to quick two weeks later, the last of these four had gone and it's "back to the airport time", to pick up BIL Terry. (painter extrodinaire). You'll never guess the color of the kitchen and eating area!

While he was here, the house was transformed into a crayola kaleidescope between rounds of golf and and visiting with a variety of friends of Bill Wilson.











Actually, one could say that he exited his caterpillar existence as a form of Pap smear on the sidewalk below the Orange tree that was his home while he was with us here in the Valley of the Sun. (Elsie has never seen a bug that she deems worthy of life).

So now it's the two of us. We have reveled in the past month of activity and are now basking in the serenity of solitude, golf, reading, putting up shelving, planting and blogging. Well, maybe not solitude, but . . . you get the picture I'm sure!

Paul, Jo, Ted, Syl, Terry and even Pap, you're all what fond memories are made of. And may more of you friends show up at our door. But wait for a week or two.

Love to all of you, and as my dear friend Santa says each Christmas Eve, . . . "and to all a good night!"

Oh yes, and thank you much, Terry for the wonderful work that was accomplished amidst the other activities that distracted us.

And to you all, Terry is the same Terry who for very good reason is listed at the end of this blog as one of my true heros. A great guy with a wonderful wife, Dorothy and way to charming two daughters, Emily and Jaimie Lee.



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These would be us, Elsie and Ray

These would be us, Elsie and Ray
On the Saugeen in August

Books worth remembering that have passed through my brain

  • Younger Next Year, Crowley and Lodge
  • The Book of Negroes, Hill
  • Team of Rivals, Doris Kearns Goodwin
  • Salt
  • Reading the Rocks, (an autobiography of earth)
  • Letter to a Christian Nation, Harris
  • Jesus Interrupted, Ehrman
  • How Jesus became Christian, Wilson
  • Blink, Gladwell
  • America B C, Fell