Who knew 01.31.81

                A good friend sent me a note the other day, explaining that she had not understood this nursery rhyme. She pointed out to me, that when the little piggy went to market, it wasn’t to purchase something. Now I will give you a moment to think about that. If the little piggy went to market, but not to purchase something, why was he at the market?

                                                               

                As I considered what this friend had pointed out to me about piggy one, I began to understand why piggy two would stay at home. But then I noticed something that is very disturbing. If you are not an adult you should stop reading now!

                It is now evident that Piggy three was a cannibal. Consider the evidence, “This little piggy had roast beef!” When one barn yard animal, enjoys eating another barn yard animal, that is cannibalism!

                Piggy four was a vegetarian or vegan, which ever term you like to use, as he had none of the roast beef.

                Piggy five had a prostate problem as he, “Cried wee wee wee all the way home. One would think he could keep it to himself, but no, he had to announce it to everyone.

                I wonder if these piggy’s were related, or did they just live in the same barn yard? If they were related, where were their parents? Why were they allowed to be on their own? It just isn’t healthy for little piggy’s to be alone in a barn yard. Being alone in a barn yard can be dangerous, as there might be a big horse in the barn yard, and a little piggy could be stepped on. One would think the Farm Bureau would investigate all these piggy’s being alone. Who knows, if the piggy’s are left alone, there may be other animals left unsupervised.

                You see, this is where your government has again failed to protect those who live in barn yards. 

 

                Let us provide some barn yard welfare for these legal minorities.

 

Think about these piggy’s tomorrow, at breakfast!

 

Don Ford

Reflections 01.30.18

                You are correct, that word, “Reflections”, can mean so many things. Possibly, one of the first references that comes to my mind is, “Thinking of the past”. Isn’t it odd how those old thoughts seem to always be for the most part, “Pleasant”!

                I have an old reflection that is very pleasant to me now, it may not have been when it happened. I was a very young person and I must have done something wrong because my mother was chasing me. I went under the bed, and I remember mom had a broom and was poking it at me, trying to get me out from under the bed. That is a pleasant memory for me. I don’t remember what happened when she actually caught me! Mom may have busted my south end!

                The word, “Reflections”, as I am using it today, has nothing to do with old memories. Although I could search my small enormous brain to see if there are any other old reflections I could share. 

                Let’s define, “Reflection”, the production of an image by or as if by a mirror! Now you should have an idea, of what this soon to be well written article will be about.

                As I see it, the interesting part of this article is, “Tres has been using reflections unknown to us, for a while”! No, I am not referring to Tres looking at himself in the mirror in the bed room. For a long time now Tres will go to the door wanting to go outside. He stands at the door for a minute then he turns his head and looks into the glass of a book case. We have wondered what he was looking at in the book case. After weeks of this I decided to find out what he was looking at. I went to the book case (photo to follow, click to enlarge) and looked inside. He normally looks into the second from the bottom shelf.

I found nothing inside that I thought would be interesting to the Tres. I then got down on my knees, in the location where Tres would stand, and looked into the book case. Note, there are no books in this book case. I could see what he was looking at! This dog uses all information and sources available to him. In the photo below, we can see what the Tres sees when he gazes into the glass, it is, “A Reflection of the room!”

                Do not look at my collectables, look at the reflection in the glass. Tres can stand there, looking at everything in the room through the reflections in the glass, and not have to look directly at his humans.

Use reflections wisely!

Don Ford

Hair what 01.29.18

                I went to the hair saloon salon this week, and the lady hair stylists asked, “How can I help you”? I responded with a big smile, “When you are finished cutting my hair, I want to look smarter, more hansom, younger and richer”! From the look on her face I could tell, she wanted to tell this senior citizen where to go, but being the professional she is, she said, “I’ll try”!

                The lady in the chair next to me, who appeared to be almost as aged as me, was trying to not laugh. I didn’t see anything funny about what I said! I just asked, for what I wanted!   J

            When I was through with the haircut, I looked into the mirror and I did look, “Dumber, less hansom, older and poorer”, just the opposite of what I wanted!  Would you believe, the vision in the mirror was so hurtful that I cried all the way home?     L  K  J  

                This traumatic event, caused me to think about the olden days. In the olden days, my mom would give me a dollar to get my hair cut. They never took me to the barber shop, I would walk there alone, with a whole dollar in my pocket. Haircuts for me as a youngster were usually, crew cuts or flat tops. Neither left a lot of hair to care for, and it was easy for mom to see if my head was dirty or not.

                I use to use a product known as hair oil. I don’t know if they make or advertise any product as hair oil now days. A few drops on your hands, and then rubbed onto your hair, you could comb your hair and it would stay where you put it, it was oiled down. This also worked well with hair that was too long, you could keep it oiled down against your head, (less frequent haircuts).

                I used hair oil anytime I was going anywhere, even as a teenager who was dating. Yes I did occasionally get lucky enough to have a date.

                Back in the 60s when the hippies all had long stringy hair, no one ever told me that it looked dumb to oil my hair down. One evening I had taken a bath (we didn’t have a shower, we were poor) and washed my hair. Now that I think of it, sitting in a tub of water washing all parts of your body with all that dirty water, did we ever get really clean? 

                I had forgotten to oil my hair down, before I went running around with the guys. As usual, we came in contact with some girls, and one of them said to me, I like your hair, it really looks good, and she actually touched my hair. Now no one had ever wanted to touch my oily head in the past. My dry, soft, and somewhat fluffy hair, started me on a new path of not using hair oil. 

 

Oil not, and you might be fluffy!

 

Don Ford

Who continued III 01.29.18

                I started toward the front yard rather cautiously, when I heard a loud thump sound! I would later learn that the loud sound was from one of the two rocking chairs on the front porch being turned over.

                I paused for a moment, not knowing whether it was safe to go into the front yard, I was standing there in the bright light from the light over the garage door. I thought, I am out in the open an easily seen, I need to either go back inside the house or look around the corner of the house and see who is there.

                Tres was still barking as if he had someone cornered. I had to look around the corner, I wished I had my cell phone, and I wish I had a flash light, but everything had happened so quickly I had nothing.

                I stepped up to the corner of the house, and carefully looked around it. Tres had now moved away from the front porch and was in pursuit of this very large, and should I say ugly, yellow, long haired cat. The cat made it to the neighbor’s yard, and Tres had him treed!

                I walked over to the rocking chair an up righted it, replacing the cushions. I now understand how the noise was made, when the cat jumped in the rocking chair where he was going to sleep the chair rocked and bumped the window.

                As I started to the neighbor’s yard, I quickly learned why the vehicle had been in front of our home. The newspaper was laying there in the yard. 

                I walked over to where Tres had the cat treed and took hold of his collar saying, “Good Boy”. As we walked slowly back to the house, all the mysteries solved, I was hoping that Tres would be just as active and may I say aggressive, if a bad person ever tries to break into the house.

 

                The adventure was somewhat less exciting, as I thought of it the next day.  

               

                 Don Ford

Sunday views 01.28.18

                This Sunday we celebrated our oldest son, Patrick’s birthday. He was 21 again (for the 26 time) and not getting older! We went to lunch with Patrick, Karla, David, Claire, Gabi and Alex. Yes we were able to get my spouse of 48 years, to take the day off from picking up those aluminum cans. Donna seemed to enjoy the day off and lunch that she did not have to fix! She will need to work twice as hard to pay for these meals!

                Below is a photo of the moon taken during the afternoon! Click to enlarge.

                        

                Tres and his shadow as we enjoyed the afternoon sun.

                Can we say big puppy. Tres was begging for a peanut which Donna wanted to eat herself.

Hope you had an equally wonderful Sunday!

Don Ford

Sounds made 01.26.18

                I am sure this does not apply to you, but it applies to me. I have no reason for doing it other than, “It is a habit”! I think it is odd how we, or should I say I, form habits. All I need to do to create a new habit is, “Do something and then repeat it successfully a few times and it is then a habit.

                I, for some reason, make sounds while I am brushing my teeth, shaving, washing, taking a shower, etc. When did I start this, I don’t know but I do it religiously. I have thought about this, and possibly I started due to the fact that it is quiet in the house early in the morning, or it is a time when I am usually alone. I make these sounds and these sounds are habitual.

                There are many other things I do that are habitual, but I will not get into those at this time. Ok, let me tell you of one other habit I have. I write, but you already knew that. Writing for me is a fun habit!

Just an old photo that I like of down town Cape Girardeau during a time the Mississippi was shall we say, out of her banks.

Build the wall, has more than one meaning!

Don Ford

Who Continued II 01.26.18

                I cuddled up with my pillows but not my wife, as she was irritated at being woken by a barking dog! As I lay there starting to relax, I continued to wonder what had caused the sound. I dozed off to sleep. About one hour later Tres was at the side of my bed touching his nose against my face. Let me tell you, a wet dog nose against your face has a tendency to wake you up. I reached over and rubbed his head a little and then tried to go back to sleep.

                Sleep wasn’t coming to me as Tres was letting me know he wanted to go outside for a potty break. I slowly crawled out of the bed and stepped into the old house shoes, then I staggered to the back door were Tres was impatiently waiting. I opened the door and he ran outside. I waited at the door as he did his business.

                He finished evacuating his bladder but instead of turning back toward the door, he ran toward the gate at the drive way. I quietly called him back since it was dark thirty and I did not want the neighbors to wake up, but he would not come. He began to bark wildly and he is not quiet when he barks. I continued to call him but he would not come.

                Here I stand with only the bottom to my PJs on, and madder than a mashed cat, I started walking toward Tres considering, “if I had a baseball bat I might use it to teach him to respond to my calls”! When I got to him I grabbed his collar and that is when I saw a vehicle drive from in front of our house.

                Was this vehicle stopped in front of our house, or was it just driving by slowly? Either way, why was it there at 4:15 in the morning? Tres was still barking wildly and tugging on his collar wanting to get through the gate. I did something that I normally would not do, I opened the gate and said, “Sickum ”. Now Tres has never been trained to attack, but since he was so eager it just seemed like the right thing to do, and if there was someone in my front yard or on the front porch Tres was going to find him.

                Tres was on his way at a full run as he disappeared around the corner of the house heading toward the porch!

To be continued: 

Don Ford

Who continued I 01.25.18

                As I approached the front door I could see a little bit of light in the peep hole. I was being very quiet not wanting to alert anyone who might be on the front porch, that I was at the front door. I placed both hands on the door and started to lean toward the peep hole when I heard something behind me! 

                Someone was behind me! Do I turn quickly ready to fight or turn slowly more in a submissive mode? I decided to turn quickly with fists ready, hoping I could surprise whoever was there. I pushed away from the door with both hands and made fists as I turned ready to hit. To my surprise it was Tres looking at me as if it were time to go get the paper.

                My heart was beating like crazy! To say I was fill with adrenalin would have been an understatement. I gathered my thoughts and slowly turned back to the door to look through the peep hole.

                I thought, I should have my cell phone so I could call the police if I needed to. Hands once again on the door I leaned in to the peep hole and as I got my eye in a position where I could see, the motion light went off. It was completely dark, I can’t see anything! Did they leave or have they removed the light bulb from the fixture?

                I decided to quietly get my phone and wait to see if I hear anything else, or if the light comes back on. I quietly sneaked back to the bed room and found my phone. I turned it on and decided to put my clothes on and call the police. I am not taking a chance that someone is still out there.

                I dialed 911 and the dispatch asked what my emergency was. I told her of the noise on the front porch and that the motion light was on. She told me to stay inside and wait for the police to arrive. She said they will knock on your door when they want you to come outside. She said if you have a gun please put it away before the police get there! I told her I did not have a gun.

                It was just a minute or so before they arrived. They got out of their car and checked around the house shining their lights on everything. Then there was the knock on the door. The knock excited Tres and he began barking. Tres has always been a vocal dog and when he barks one can hear it from a long ways off.

                The dog barking cause my wife to get out of bed. As I headed for the front door Donna grabbed Tres by his collar and held him. I opened the door and there was the two officers standing there. One ask if we were ok. I replied yes we are ok. They both were looking at Tres as he was still barking wildly. I told the officers of the sound and that the motion light had been on. They said they had been all around the house and they saw nothing. The younger officer commented, “With that big dog, I doubt that anyone would try and break into your house.”

                The officers asked if they could do anything else. They offered to go through the house and we said that would not be necessary as we thanked them for their quick response. One officer made a note of our address and or names for his report.

                We closed and locked the doors and I walked through the house making sure all the doors were closed and locked. Seeing that the house was secure we went back to bed.

To be continued:

Don Ford

Creation 01.25.18

                In the photo below we see more of the Tres’ creations. Tres stated, “Imagine how a desk would look with one of these wonderful creations displayed with a favorite pen.”

                These pen holders are, one of a kind!

   

You, as well as these works of art, are one of a kind!

Don Ford

                This morning after I was dressed, the Tres and I walked to the front door where I stated, "Get the paper", several times. Most often I have to walk out to the paper with him and then he picks it up and takes it back to the house. Today, I stood on the porch and said get the paper. Tres walked out as if he was not interested in retrieving the paper. It took him about a minute of smelling everything before he went to the paper and brought it into the house.  

             Nice dog?   Maybe!

Who 01.24.18

                Would you believe this is a true story?

                It was a cool night and after supper we sat in the den watching TV. After the two comedy programs had finished I slowly rose from my chair. I stretched a little as I thought, I am like an old dog when he gets up from a nap. Dog and cats will normally stretch as soon as they get up and then go about their business.

                Well, I guess I am like an old dog because I went about my business of getting a drink of water, then I checked all the doors to be sure they were locked. I said good night, to my wife, who mumbled something back to me, as I walked toward the bed room.

                I guess I have been a morning person for the most part of my life, and being a morning person I have a tendency to go to bed early. Even though I am in bed, I decide to watch a little TV. I set the timer on the TV to go off somewhere from one to two hours later. I watch some TV for a while and at some point I rolled over on my side and within a minute or so I was sleeping.

                I am one of those people who has odd ball dreams. By odd ball I mean, silly and not night mayors. Most of the time I wake up and think, I need to remember that dream, but most often the next morning I have forgotten the dream. I have wondered if my dreams are sparked by the TV shows that are still on while I am sleeping. Do I hear comments or words that enter my head while I am sleeping, I don’t know but I do dream often.

                My wife came to bed about midnight, and as usual, she causes me to wake up as she was moving the covers and getting into bed. I rolled oved and quickly went back to sleep.

                What was that sound? Had I heard an unusual sound or was I dreaming again? I lay there listening, and wondering if I had truly heard a sound, or was I dreaming. I looked at the clock and it was 2:15. I quietly rolled over and continued to listen. The sound was an odd sound as if something or someone had bumped the window in the front room. I listen quietly, trying to not move, almost not breathing.

                Bump, there it was again. Something had bumped against the front room window. What should I do? There have been several home invasions and if this is burglars, are they trying to open the front window? Will their next move be to kick in the front door?

                What do I do? I could get up and quietly walk from the bed room into the den. What do I do if there is someone on the front porch? The motion detecting light should be on if there is someone out there, if they haven’t unscrewed the light bulb.

                I made my move, slowly I got out of bed and quietly walk through the den toward the front room. I moved very slow and as quiet as I could, I thought, it would be nice to have a weapon in my hand, but I don’t!

                Half way through the den I could see the motion detecting light was on! There was something or someone out there. Do I call the police now, or do I try and get to the front door and look out the peep hole. If I can get to the door, I should be able to see who as out there!

                I thought, call the police and when they get here it will probably be the wind bumping something against the window. There, I heard it again! And I am only a few feet away from the window. The blinds are all closed so I can’t see anyone but the motion light is still on. How could the wind cause something to bump the window, it is not the wind!

                I am going to very quietly move to the front door and look through the peep hole.

 

 

 

 

To be continued!

 

Don Ford

Telephone 01.23.18

                The word telephone has all but vanished from our vernacular. Yes, that is the first time I have ever written that word “Vernacular”. Yes, I know it wasn’t written, it was entered into the “Puter”! No, I didn’t spell computer correctly! I could see you needed something that would allow you to ask a question or make a comment!

                The word Telephone was reduced to phone, and then it went to cell phone, and now it is smart phone. Where does it go from here? (Speculation: it ends up being referred to as “Chip”, due to the chip that will be implanted into ones ear. The chip will connect via Bluetooth to the device in your pocket, purse or on your wrist.)

                I received a text message this morning when I turned on the Ford’s old cell phone. Yes, I turn the cell phone off at bed time, and back on about 6:00am in the morning. I have an idea the text message was sent last night shortly after I turned off the cell phone. My phone shows the time received not the time sent.

                I, being an old head, still look at the cell phone as a backup phone, to be used when I am away from the Ford Homestead house phone. The question today might be, why do I have a house phone?

                As a children, (I like to say children as opposed to child, it gets some people’s attention) our first phone was a party line. The phone was big and black, it sat on a table. It was heavy and you had to dial the number using a finger. Now days, you can say to your smart phone, “Call Billy Jo”, and if Billy Jo’s name and number is in your contacts, the phone will call her. J

                The phone number we had originally was the only phone number our family had. I remember the number was first, “53010” and shortly after we got the phone they added to our number the words, “Edge Water or ED”, which numerically was, “335-3010. At a later time they came up with a three digit area code.

                With the party line, you would pick up the phone to see if anyone was talking before you dialed. You could also listen in to others conversations. There was no real privacy on the old party lines.

                60 years ago if you told someone they could get into their car and they would be able to talk to anyone anywhere, they would not believe you.

            Maybe we should, here at the Ford Homestead, consider getting rid of the home phone. If that is the decision, we should probably first try to get use to the idea of leaving our cell phones on at night, and placing them by our bed. 

            How much money could we save if we got rid of the house phone? Possibly my spouse of 48 years could have a day off each week, from walking the highways and byways looking for the aluminum cans! I know she would like to have a day off! We will consider this more! 

            Wow, who knew we would need to make all these decisions this early in the New Year.

 

May all your decisions be easy and profitable!

 

Don Ford

Ask for help 01.22.18

                If you are a believer, pray for our politicians to do their jobs we elected them to do!

                One might pray;

            Please influence our politicians to do their job properly. Help politicians to not be followers, but leaders. Influence all politicians to work towards what’s right for our people and our country, and also influence us, we the people, to influence politicians.

           

            After your prayer, take a few moments to consider what you prayed...

 

            Often, the answer to a prayer is, that we should take action. 

           

            How can you begin to influence politicians to work for the people?

 

            If you take time to consider, you will get involved!

 

 

            If one repeats their prayer several times daily, and if one takes a few minutes to consider what they prayed, each time they pray, answers will come!

 

 

 

 

Get involved, starting with a prayer.

 

 

Don Ford

Three weeks extra 01.19.18

                My present spouse of 48 years had to work extra hours and weekends to get the needed money! The subject of this article is, three weeks extra, and it refers to my wonderful spouse working extra hours and weekends for three weeks. I can only imagine how she felt walking along those lonely country roads, day and nights, in that cold weather, looking for aluminum cans. We did get her one of those lights that you wear on your head so she could see at night and still have her hands free to gather the cans.

                She was able to put together enough funding to purchase electric scooters for Gabi and Alex. I should point out that the scooters were on sale, and she only paid $31.00 plus tax for each scooter.

                I will attempt to attach a video of The Alex riding one. Gabi likes hers but not in this cold weather. She said she will ride hers when it gets a little warmer.

Have a nice, restful, safe weekend!

Don Ford

Non-essential 01.18.18

                Today I am commenting on a possible Government shut down. It seems as if those people that many of us voted for, are not able to agree on anything. Not agreeing on anything means, there is no budget.

                Politicians will not put a budget together, and may not be able to agree on kicking the can down the road, with a temporary spending bill, aka stop gap measure. If they don’t agree, that would cause a government shut down!  

                If your government was to have a so-called, “Shut down”, only the non-essential staff would not be working. A quick definition of non-essential staff would be, “Staff that are not absolutely necessary”!

                It seems to me, if the staff member is not absolutely necessary then there is no shut down. To continue, if the staff member is not absolutely necessary, why do “you” have them on the payroll?

                                That is your Government in, non-action!  

A couple jobs that are considered as non-essential would be people who work at national parks. Would you believe these park people make $120,000 and up per year, and get their uniforms free? Another non-essential would mean you can’t get a passport, rough isn’t it.

                How would you like to be considered as non-essential? Being non-essential might be better that you think. If they shut down the government and these non-essentials were sent home, it would be like a vacation for them. When they go back to work they get back pay for their time off, and they still have their vacation, personal time, and paid holidays. The non-essentials lose nothing in a shut down.  

 

Consider firing all the politicians who have been in office for more than three terms (drain the swamp).

Consider hiring (voting into office) non-politicians, maybe things would get better.

 

Good Luck, we need it!

 

Don Ford

Equal distribution of goods 01.17.18

                It was 88 years ago when they set the record, and now, some 88 years later these liberals find it necessary to change things. Why do we have to make changes? It has been good for the last 88 years and now they change without even asking if the real people who live here want the change!

                Let me talk about something that I find as a more pleasant subject. It seems as if I may get a free meal this evening! How would that happen you ask? Allow me to elaborate. A friend of mine, who still works for the company I use to work for, is in town. Knowing that, I suggested we have supper together. I more or less indicated that I, even though I am on a fixed income and unemployed, would purchase the supper. Naturally, he being on an expense account, which means he can buy my meal and the company will pay for it, offered to buy my supper. It will be good to see my friend again, as it has been several years since we have seen each other.

                I should also let you know, this friend will not be employed very long after he purchases my supper on the company expense account! Like many companies, this company is very strict about how there staff spend money, especially when they do something like by supper for a former employee! What? No I will not provide his name! I will say he works out of the home office.

                Let me change the subject. It is very cold here in Hewitt Texas today, the temp this morning is 8 degrees. The so-call weather people were saying that today’s temp of 8 degrees, has broken and 88 years old record. Personally they can take this record breaking cold and leave it up north where it belongs. I do believe this cold weather is here do to liberals wanting to make this country a socialistic country. You know, socialism, equal distribution of goods and things, including weather! Let the libs keep their cold weather in the northeast, we don’t want a share of the cold!

                What, you want to know why this friend would have supper with me, if he will lose his job? No it isn’t because I was the best manager they had, and they were all upset when I retired, even if that were true, it would not be a reason for him to be unemployed.

                I didn’t say he would lose his job! Try to focus on what I am writing, not on your vivid imagination! This person is retiring in the near future and that is why he will not have a job after buying my supper!

                Now you know the whole story, hope you are happy!

 

Enjoy your free meals, they don’t happen that often!

 

Don Ford

 

Duo creation 01.16.18

                Duo creation is in reference to those unusual creations that are made by a dog and his human. Now I am hoping you know the dog is, “The Tres”, and the human is, “The Senior Ford”.

                In the past, this Duo has created several desk top pen holders. They have been valued above $200.00 each, and the on line sales have been very brisk.

                Today we had a third Ford, “Mr. Alex”, involved in the forming of these unique articles.

                Alex wanted to know how these are made, so I explained that Tres first picks out the piece, then he brings it from the wood pile up to the fence where he, over a several day period, removes the bark from the wood. Then I retrieve the item, and add varnish which seals the piece. I then drill a hole or holes that allow for pens to be kept. These pieces are so unique, each being one of a kind, that they bring hundreds of dollars when offered to the bidding public.

                Alex helped by varnishing for me. He picked one that he wanted for his own desk. Alex decided where he wanted the pen holes to be and I drilled them in. He then sealed the unit with a varnish and took it home with him. Sorry no photo.

                I did take a photo of a very unique piece, it still has some bark on it, which makes it appear rugged and manly, and is valued at $400.00.

                This single pen holder is one of the most unique pieces that the Tres and I have made. Before you ask, there is a friends and family discount! Click on the photo to see an enlargement of this unique item!

                Changing the subject to weather, I am writing this on Monday afternoon and we still have fair weather but they say the rain is coming, then freezing rain, then sleet, and then snow. The photo below, was taken prior to the freezing rain, sleet, and ice event, and I will get a photo from the same location, showing the accumulation of winter precipitation!

                           

                Tuesday Morning: 

                It is now Tuesday morning, and the photo above is what one would see this morning, except for the trash can and the 4 bags of leaves. I moved the trash can after the trash collector emptied it. They did not take our bags. L  I had to carry the bags back away from the street.

                No ice and no snow here at the Ford Homestead.

                They did cancel all the schools due to the prognosticators warnings of winter weather. It is cold and will stay cold for the next week or longer, not getting above freezing today.    

May your so-call weather people, get it right!

Don Ford

Tired of it 01.15.18

      “Tired of what”, she asked? “Tired of almost anything seen on the TV or heard on the radio” he said. “Do you still have a radio”, she asked? “Yes I do still have a radio, and it is a very nice radio” he said.

                Why do I have these silly questions, when I am here trying to present a personal opinion? 

                This morning I crawled out of bed and staggered popped out of bed and ran into the Ford’s old bath room. After the morning rituals, I was seated in the Ford’s old recliner with a cup of coffee. The Ford’s old TV was activated and the so-called news was on. All I wanted to know was, “what is the present temp”?

                Each time the weather person opened his or her mouth, they started off with a winter storm is coming, it will rain, then freezing rain, then sleet, then snow of up to 2 inches! Hearing that statement one time would have been sufficient, but no, they had to keep preaching that statement! Changing the channel didn’t help, as all the local so-called weather people were presenting the same information.

                I am expecting the school systems to shut down all the schools like they did several years ago. Yep, there was a prediction of snow and the schools were all shut down. I drove to work that morning and the streets were all clear, the snow storm was in actuality a dusting that did not stick to the streets.

                The use of the term “breaking news” is, in my opinion stupid! If they used it for an actual new news story that just occurred or that was occurring then ok, but the term should be used only one time, and then not again for the same story.

                There is the video of a speeding car that hit a curb and flew into a second story building. Every channel has shown this many times. I have seen this at least 20 times. I find it interesting that they have not n

                You might get tired of me commenting about the so-called news, sorry if that is the situation, but I will continue to explain, I definitely do not like the so-call News!

                                               

            Me complaining? No, just explaining!           

I have a photo or two from my drone. It seems as if every time I try to fly it there is too much wind. I can’t control my little drone in the wind. If I was rich I could have one of the nicer drone that fly in any type weather.

I am not a good pilot, so the photos are not level and there was a little fog in the air.Above is the Ford Homestead,  below is the neighbor across the street.

Stay safe and don’t drive on the ice!

Don Ford