Memories and wondering

Today has been hard. The isolation has finally hit us both. My husband really wanted to go out for lunch but not possible.

Pearl Harbor: Three films - HistoryExtraYesterday I talked about living (as a child) through WW2. My husband’s experience was much more noteworthy than mine. He was four years old living in Hawaii behind Diamond head in army quarters when Pearl Harbor was bombed. He remembers waking to lots of planes flying overhead. He got up and told his father who told him it was people training and go back to bed. A few moments later his father was called about the bombing. His father was in charge of the Coast Artillery that was actually in the volcano.

Inside Diamond Head - Hawaii PicturesMy husband, his mother and sister, lived in a bomb shelter in the yard that day expecting the bombers to come back. Later they moved into the volcano and stayed there for several weeks before being evacuated to the states. The ship that took them to the west coast went back for more people but was bombed and sank before getting there.

His memories are much scarier than mine and clearer. After all, being bombed is enough to sit in the memory for quite a while. I can’t imagine what it would be like to live where that is a threat every day.

This crisis is bad. It is testing our will just as WW2 did. I hope that we can pull together as we did then to get past this enemy. I hope it will unite much of the world to the real threat….the distress of the environment which may be why these viruses are gaining hold. I don’t know that… I just wonder.

Adam Grant | Wondering Q&A

See the intangibles

strange thingsToday I was out in the car delivering some cake to friends when I saw a man in the middle of the 2 lane road. He was getting in the way of cars, shaking his fist at them, banging on car windows, and obviously was intoxicated or on drugs. He was scary so I called the police. On my way back home he wasn’t there so he either disappeared or the police picked him up. Very strange. Not something we usually see around here. I hope he is ok as I worry about people who are impaired in some way.

I will never forget the time my best friend called the police because there was a naked man in the street. The police noted that many people had called and there was much amusement about it.

The good thing that I saw on my way was families riding bikes together, playing ball. walking and other pursuits. My husband and I took a ride around the neighborhood in our golf cart and enjoyed the fresh air and sunshine. (the golf cart is a workhorse for me I use it for yard work) We also walk the dogs.

slow down

 

This crisis has brought some families together. I know that it has probably caused problems for others but I hope the good outweighs the bad. There are always good things that come out of bad times. There will be people grieving the loss of loved ones but there will also be those who will see and appreciate the intangible things in life. They have had time to stop and smell the roses.

Help is found

Four school bus routes cancelled in the North Peace - Energeticcity.caYesterday when coming back from the grocery we were behind at school bus with a police car behind it. The bus stopped and we remained stopped. The bus didn’t move and we just sat there. In a few minutes the bus pulled forward and to the side of the road. Not being sure if to pass or not we drove alongside the police car. I put my window down to ask if we should pass. The police office said to go on by that they were delivering food.

It made me feel good. The school buses are not being used right now and what a wonderful thing to do. Obviously the county where we live has decided to use the police, when they are available, and the school bus drivers are not working. This helps everyone.

Helping Each Other Become the People We Are Meant to Be ...

This shows me that our community is finding ways to help those who can’t get out to get needed supplies.

Friends are there!

I have been thinking today about friendship. Even in this time of social distancing we can still be close to our friends. Communicative today is very different than it was years ago. For centuries communication was telegraph, some telephones, and mail. Maybe smoke signals. Now the world is connected.When my husband was in Viet Nam we only had letters to hold us together. Even those had to be numbered as many came at odd intervals or got lost. I never knew from day to day if he was alive….yet we managed.

Image result for old communication

Today I can pick up a phone, electronic device, computer, Kindle…..whatever and even see the person I’m talking to. I remember seeing an example of that years ago and being amazed (also wondering if I wanted to always be seen). Now we can choose.

This is so wonderful for me. I have spent time with friends on the phone, email and text messages. I can help them if needed and they can help me. We are there for each other and will continue to be. We are willing to share what we have (even toilet paper) or run errands for each other. Most of my friends are “old” like me and just as at risk but where friendship is concerned it doesn’t matter.

Image result for friendship

There are also those who I consider friends on Word Press. I know that I can share concerns, fears, hopes and ideas and others will respond. How wonderful!

Thank God for friends and family!

 

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times”

It seems that this pandemic has brought out the best and the worst in people. I have heard stories and seen people hoarding things with not thought for others. I have also seen neighbors getting food for people at risk and offering whatever support is needed.

Image result for things ae bad

This quote from Charles Dickens seems to sum it all up:

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.”

― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

Image result for spring

This says it all and fits as well today as when it was written. It sums up succinctly everything that is going on. All the foolishness, all the wisdom, all the greedy people, all the giving people.

Nothing seems to have changed since the time of Dickens.

Mangled messages

I re-discovered an old book on my shelves and will occasionally share some of the quotes. The book is “Anguished English” by Richard Lederer. I hope that you enjoy these as much as I do.

“Let dead dogs sleep.” Image result for dead dogs humor

 

She was a diva of such immense talent that, after hearing her perform, there was seldom a dry seat in the house.

Image result for opera divas

Great dames for sale

Image result for dames

 

Image result for dog for sale funny

 

Three year old teacher wanted for pre-school. Experience preferred.

Image result for child dressed as teacher

 

And appropriate for the rush to buy hand sanitizer, toilet paper etc.

Image result for stock up and save limit one

Tutoring the Tutor — Mitch Teemley

This is a true story. I tutored at an inner city college. Many of my students were the first in their families to finish high school. Or not sell drugs. Some became my personal heroes. My current tutee, a suburban pop culture drone, had just asked why she should “do punctuation.” “Because it’s the only […]

via Tutoring the Tutor — Mitch Teemley