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Monday, May 20, 2019
Third part 05/20/2019
Saturday, May 18, 2019
6 inch rain 05/18/2019
The day started too early for me. It was a Saturday, and I should be allowed to stay in bed until 6:00am. It didn’t happen! Now you are probably trying to get ahead of me thinking, he is going to say the cat and or dog woke him. Nope, I am not going to say that, so please allow me to tell the story without any additional interruptions.
I awoke early, as I had business which I needed to address. This Saturday is the day to hall off your limbs and other trash. I got dressed and had a cup of coffee. As I sat there thinking about hauling the limbs it came to mind, that I would need to tie down the limbs. Finishing the cup of coffee, I found my way out to the Ford’s ole trailer, which was attached to the Ford’s ole Chevy. I secured the limbs, check the lights and made sure the trailer was properly attached to the truck.
I made another cup of coffee to accompany me on the 5 minute trip. I decided to leave the homestead at 6:45 hoping to be one of the first in line. When I arrived there were about ten trucks, some with trailers, in front of me.
At 7:00 they started accepting the vehicles. The dumping process was uncoordinated, I could have come up with a better plan. When I left, the line of vehicles wanting to dump items was so long, I could not see the end of the line. I would guess easily 50 vehicles in line.
When I arrived home, I decided to sweep the trailer and get it parked in the back yard before it rained. As I was sweeping the trailer it began to rain, this rain turned out to be a 6 inch rain. The drops of rain when they hit the driveway, were 6 inches apart, thus a 6 inch rain!
I am proud to say, the trailer is parked in its normal spot, the drive way is swept, and the rain has not yet begun. What a nice beginning to a Saturday.
My Spouse of half a century and I had lunch and then she went to a grocery store. We returned home and I was forced to take a nap. After an appropriate amount of time with my eyes closed, I wondered out back to look at the blackberries. A bird had one of my small ripe berries and there are several half ripe that should be ready tomorrow. As I wondered around the back forty, it began to sprinkle rain on this senior’s body. Knowing how sweet I am, and that I would melt if I got too wet, I headed back inside.
The thunder is almost continuous but it doesn’t seem too close, and the rain is very hard. We have received a little over half an inch of rain in the last half hour, it had let up some, but is raining hard again. Do we need the rain, that is not important, we get it, needed or not.
A rainy afternoon at the Fords!
Senior sweetie: Don Ford
Friday, May 17, 2019
Friday activities 05/17/2019
Today was an odd day. Now I know several of you are thinking, “Mr. Don”, has an odd day almost every day, and that is kind of true. This Friday was even odder. It all started like this.
Friday morning at 7:50am, that is when Gabi arrived here and I was going to take her to school. That is normal and not considered as unusual. Upon her arrival, we were informed that we could go to her school and observe the, “Fun in the sun day”. We were told Gabi’s group would be at field 5. We had no idea where field #5 was at.
I took the Gabi to school and returned home to get dressed properly, “Clean jeans and shirt”. We were in a big hurry to get there not having any pre-warning, I did not take any folding chairs, and I did not take any sun block. All the kids were playing soft ball so we watched two games, all the while our old senior bodies had to standup. It was a long walk from the car to the ball fields.
We returned home and rested a while before getting dressed again to go to a graduation at Baylor. With clean clothes on we headed out. We were about ¾ of a mile away from Baylor’s stadium when we ran into stop, and sometime go traffic. It took about 20 minutes for us to get close to the stadium, still in mostly stopped traffic. We were seeing young people with their caps and gowns on, getting out of cars both in front and behind us, and either walking or running to the stadium.
I decided to get into a different lane and not go to the graduation! We drove past the stadium and traffic was backed up on every road and the parking lots appeared to be full. We did not go, but we plan to go to the party this afternoon.
Unbelievable traffic, not good for senior persons!
Don Ford
Thursday, May 16, 2019
In the beginning 05/16/2019
Wednesday, May 15, 2019
Early morning 05/15/2019
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Colors 05/14/2019
Sunday, May 12, 2019
Olden days again 05/12/2019
Yesterday, as I was watching something on TV, there was some type commercial that had a skull of a human with two red eyes. That Skull brought back some old memories. My first car was a used 57 Chevy. It was nothing special but did get me and some friends around town. There was a store in Cape Girardeau name Cousin Fred’s.
The store had lots of everything in it, and in the very back corner there was accessories so to speak, for cars. They had a plastic skull and it had red lights in its eyes. I purchased a skull and installed it in the back window of the 57 Chevy, facing to the back of the car. I wired the skull into the brake lights, so when I put my breaks on, the eyes would light up at the same time the brake lights did.
I was cool, no one else had a skull in the back window. Probably no one else wanted one!
I know what you are thinking, “Donnie was way ahead of his time”! You are right, I basically had the first break light in the back window, and now all the new vehicles have a break light in the back window area.
I guess I am close to being a genius. I will try and not make the rest of you feel bad with all my great thoughts.
Different subject;
Yesterday I painted a shelf for my wife of half a century. I presented it to her this morning saying we can install it this afternoon. As she looked it over I waited patiently for a comment such as thank you, or nice job, but it did not come. I then asked, “What should you say?” she said we can put it up this afternoon. With tears in my eyes, I staggered out of the room dejected, knowing my work should have been appreciated, but no positive comment of appreciation was made.
Keep your expectations low, and disappointment isn’t so bad!
Deflated senior worker; Don Ford









