Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Surprises abound.

Just returned from a quick jaunt to the closest market. Absolutely hauled over there and back before I started feeling any more bilious than I already did. Thankfully there were no coppers anywhere in sight.

When there I stopped to talk to an old friend who I've known since we were about 6 years old. She just floored me when she told me that a man from town who is 3 years younger than we dropped dead on the job yesterday... damn. Damn! He was one of the local VWP contingent and we have never been friends but I certainly didn't wish him any harm. His kids are all grown but this has to be a horrible shock to his family. I tried to imagine how I would feel, how I would deal with it, if something like that happened to Himself.

Then I decided it would be best to not think on that too long.

Darndest thing is it is happening more and more frequently. A dear friend died of a heart attack in 2002, several others have died of one thing or another and they've all been younger by as much as 10 years. Our whole graduating class is still alive with the exception of a long-time dumbhead who got himself killed drinking and driving back in 1995. Far as I know, everyone else is still going strong.

Just kind of makes a person think.

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A hobby cook from the Midwest. Experiments, thoughts, new recipes, maybe even a photo or two... You noticed the pouting little girl with the words superimposed over her face? Growing up in the 60s and 70s the refrain of "there are starving children in [insert current poverty-stricken nation] that would love to have such... etc etc etc." I don't know that anyone actually believed all that but the image of a starving foreign child, holding out a bowl in hopes of being gifted with boiled tongue or green tomato pie, was pretty powerful. I do recall the kind of trouble kids would inevitably be in if they dared to say what most of us thought: "Well, then, send this stuff right on over to those poor, starving [insert country] kids." I don't usually post other people's photos, just my own. If you want to borrow or use one of my photos, I would appreciate your asking first. I usually don't mind but do hate having my work attributed to someone else. By the way, I found the photo of that pouting girl on the web with no attribution. If it's yours? We'll deal, ok? Thanks.
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