Deep thoughts from the deep south and Florida
We are back....or we are close to being back...we are in the middle of the New Jersey turnpike and by the middle I do mean literally the middle of the turnpike which is where I have been white knuckle driving for the last hour.
Just a few thoughts from this past week....
I watch a girl at a Pizza Hut counter at the turnpike rest stop stand at the register....alone....she is standing at the cash register doing her job...Joann asks the girl if she can order a pizza and without uttering a word she silently points to the sign above the counter that says that "Pizza Hut is closed today"......no pizza ....no talking....just a big sign...she is standing alone at the cash register doing her job. I guess the boss never told her to go home.
I'm waiting at the entrance to a Walmart in the hills of Virginia ....waiting for Jo and her father to buy lunch at the Subway in the store. It has been a half since I started my vigil, watching the cart and its contents as Jo and her father buy sandwiches. "you want iiiiitalian dressing on that ?" the girl asks.
I'm working now as a Walmart greeter now standing near the cart so long that I'm ready to collect a pension. I have been there so long that I am getting funny looks as I shout " Welcome to Walmart !" to everyone who passes in my best Yankee Rhode Island drawl.
It has been a week of morning walks that I participate in by being the designated driver who checks on everyone on the 2 mile walk to the Florida beach and drive the tired home after a quick view of the waves .... to an afternoon watching Gunsmoke ..then the daily trip to Walmart.....to wine at dinner and more wine every night with the neighbors.
No Internet....(using all my data)....as I prowl the neighborhood hoping some elderly Internet geek has left their router on without a password or at least has used the word..."password" as their password.
No HDTV's....heh...I have cable....I need more Gunsmoke!
White Cadillacs....everywhere
Dammm these people are friendly!
Seeing Jo and her dad spending time with family and friends makes it a memorable and moving journey.
Oh By The Way....I am stopping the "Every Picture Tells a Story" section of my web page. I started a project that involved me taking a picture every day for a year and commenting on the picture. Sort of a pictorial diary. Well it got to be work with to many pictures of me and the dog. Also I don't think anybody but me cared about it so it now ends after one month...January. Instead at Joann's suggestion, I will chose a picture of the month to be selected at the end of each month....stay tuned!
Just a few thoughts from this past week....
I watch a girl at a Pizza Hut counter at the turnpike rest stop stand at the register....alone....she is standing at the cash register doing her job...Joann asks the girl if she can order a pizza and without uttering a word she silently points to the sign above the counter that says that "Pizza Hut is closed today"......no pizza ....no talking....just a big sign...she is standing alone at the cash register doing her job. I guess the boss never told her to go home.
I'm waiting at the entrance to a Walmart in the hills of Virginia ....waiting for Jo and her father to buy lunch at the Subway in the store. It has been a half since I started my vigil, watching the cart and its contents as Jo and her father buy sandwiches. "you want iiiiitalian dressing on that ?" the girl asks.
I'm working now as a Walmart greeter now standing near the cart so long that I'm ready to collect a pension. I have been there so long that I am getting funny looks as I shout " Welcome to Walmart !" to everyone who passes in my best Yankee Rhode Island drawl.
It has been a week of morning walks that I participate in by being the designated driver who checks on everyone on the 2 mile walk to the Florida beach and drive the tired home after a quick view of the waves .... to an afternoon watching Gunsmoke ..then the daily trip to Walmart.....to wine at dinner and more wine every night with the neighbors.
No Internet....(using all my data)....as I prowl the neighborhood hoping some elderly Internet geek has left their router on without a password or at least has used the word..."password" as their password.
No HDTV's....heh...I have cable....I need more Gunsmoke!
White Cadillacs....everywhere
Dammm these people are friendly!
Seeing Jo and her dad spending time with family and friends makes it a memorable and moving journey.
Oh By The Way....I am stopping the "Every Picture Tells a Story" section of my web page. I started a project that involved me taking a picture every day for a year and commenting on the picture. Sort of a pictorial diary. Well it got to be work with to many pictures of me and the dog. Also I don't think anybody but me cared about it so it now ends after one month...January. Instead at Joann's suggestion, I will chose a picture of the month to be selected at the end of each month....stay tuned!