There is nothing going on in our life and nothing to report. Except, maybe you should know that Raleigh, NC has been named (in yet another poll) as the best place in the USA to live. We knew that, of course. We moved here 44 years ago, when Raleigh was only known for its occasional mention on The Andy Griffiths Show, as the location of the YMCA that Barney stayed in when he went to the 'big city' on police business. Back then it was small and insular; most of the people knew each other and their business, and I could go from our apartment to the local shopping mall in seven minutes. The same trip takes at least 25-30 minutes now, depending on the time of day. And while parking spots were always plentiful back then, you are lucky to find one now, without having to drive around for 20 minutes.
Now that we have moved, I find myself traversing old routes; roads that have not been in my daily travels since we first came here and the few years after that. It seems we have come almost full circle, though I am not sure to what.
My daughter-in-law's grandfather passed away and his funeral is today. A great bear of a man, he was well-known and respected in his areas of expertise. A renaissance man, he was widely-traveled, an avid gardener and outdoorsman, and a terrific cook. We were treated to his barbecued chicken wings on more than one occasion. I will miss them, and I will miss hearing of his exploits, which were many. RIP, John.
This is (possibly) the last time I will mention the odd names that have been popping up in my spam email (the result of an ad on Cr*igslist), but the last batch is too good to miss:
Martinelli Hinners, Partyka Mullican, McAlpin Benbow, Zenon Dagg, Senetara Winner, Debus Francher, Kingfisher Kraft, Trasher Pledger, Sprenger Vidales, Mars Sindy, Gerard Swimm, Gaw Vancott, and Spenard Guzzetta.
My favorite is Trasher Pledger.......what's yours?