Bless us, Oh Lord,and these thy gifts whichwe are about to receive from thy bounty,through Christ, Our Lord.Amen. Grace was the prayer my childhood family recited every evening before supper. It’s one of the most common prayers growing up in the Catholic Church that I said. It ranked right up there with The Lord’s Prayer and the Hail Mary, but Grace, at my peak, I’ll bet I could have ripped through that one in about 4 seconds. . . ….
When all this started back in August of 2020, we had two big trips on the books. First, a cruise in Tahiti. A week of sun, food, and fun as we toured the islands, learned about the culture and just spent some time relaxing. Second, a two-week trip to Germany. The first week was a cruise down the Rhine River, visiting castles, elegant dining, and seeing where my dad fought during WWII. The second week was a visit with our…
Hello to everyone, you’ve been saved! In case you didn’t know it, we were hacked and you can read all about it here. To all of you who subscribed to our blog in the past and since my last post, this is to bring you up to date. We were able to recover all the subscribed email addresses prior to our hack, add them to the list, and then remove any duplicates (we hope). If by chance, you did receive…
We’re back, at least we hope so. We’ve all heard about it, a website has been hacked, your security has been breached, and your personal information has been compromised. Well, it happened to little ole me, but not to that extreme. Sometime back in May I realized that something wasn’t right about my website, little things that I couldn’t explain. Installed (too late I might add) some functionality that should have worked, but it didn’t. The next thing I knew…
Wednesday was quite the day. When we left home, Google indicated a longer drive than normal and before we even got to I-94 Dan Ryan, Google had us get off the interstate and drive straight north through the streets of south Chicago all the way to Rush. First time since we started going to Rush that this happened. Next up, accessing her port for her CT. Since we were running a little late, our tensions were high. It had already…
It’s no secret that I like beer! In the words of Tom T Hall, “It makes me a jolly good fellow”. When anyone asks, I tell them that beer is my hobby, to which I usually get a pretty good chuckle. I have always enjoyed going to unusual restaurants and trying the dish they are famous for. Better yet, there are a number of meals I really enjoy, Shrimp & Grits, Jambolia, and Tamales. I will order these dishes any…
Done, finished, complete, caput, concluded, through, all over, a wrap, terminado, vollendet, законченный, 終えた, THE END Suzanne was so ready for this day. Despite all the hope this clinical trial provides her, trips to Chicago every three weeks for this past year has been a life-controlling event. After blood work and the waiting game for results, her appointment with her oncologist was finally called. He has been a little pessimistic the last few months so when he came in happy…
You know how repetitive activities or events in our lives become so automatic? The morning bathroom routine, Getting the kids off to school, Going to church, and The family Thanksgiving get-together, all seem to happen without a lot of thought or planning. That’s what Suzanne’s PATHway trial has become, routine, and it’s about to end. Yesterday was treatment number eighteen with one more to go. It’s hard to believe that it all started a year ago when my astronaut wife…
My Bologna has a first name, it’s O S C A RMy Bologna has a second name, it’s M E Y E RI . . . Love to eat it every dayand if you ask me why I’ll sayThat Oscar Meyer has a way with B O L O G N A I hope you’re old enough to remember and sing along with the lyrics above. I was singing this the other morning when Suzanne walked in and gave me…
Today we learned of the passing of a friend, a friend who was one of my first acquaintances when I moved to the area; a friend that lived only about three miles from us as the crow flies, a friend who ironically has been on the same journey as Suzanne during almost the same time period, a friend who’s death hits pretty close to home. My first memory of him was when I was volunteered by my father-in-law to do…