I would like to start off this week with sincere condolences for the family of Mrs. Martha Graham. She was a wonderful lady who I had the pleasure of getting to know over the past few years. The community definitely suffered a great loss, but I know she is rejoicing in heaven this morning.
We first met on January 25, 1961 and it was love at first sight. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and we both knew our bond would last a lifetime on the day I was born. She was my mom. She died Sunday after a nearly month-long battle with something no one gets, Cryptococcal Meningitis.
As a man who loves this country, and most everyone in it, what’s going on truly hurts to watch, and makes me very angry. All biasedness and differences aside, the specter of where the left is pushing us as a nation is alarming and depressing at the same time.
Technology changes, days change, even the light changes to dark on a regular schedule as the moon rises, the sun falls. Throughout life we have heard “change in inevitable.” We walk through life comfortable until life throws us a curveball or a forced change. Some changes are actions of consequences and some we have absolutely no control over.
We’ve pretty much been out of pocket for a few weeks and woke up Monday to a tad bit cooler weather and the calendar reading “first day of fall.” About that same time the weatherman proclaimed that it was going to be 90-something degrees so it seemed to me that one or the other might be wrong.
Another busy weekend has come to an end. It seems like those two days fly by every time. My weekends are always full trying to keep up with the current events going on, and getting all of the housework done before Monday rears itself yet again.
It would be incorrect to say “while thumbing through the latest edition of Publisher’s Auxiliary, I saw the story” since I didn’t have to “thumb.” It was plastered across the front page — “Annual readership survey confirms community newspaper readers are voters. Of course, we already knew that!