Rusty follows his Mom all over the house. He loves to be near when I’m in the kitchen, fixing some food for myself on the counter. He makes himself very comfortable on the bar overlooking the counter. He usually supervises, but this time, he kind of dozed off. That’s OK. I can manage without his help this time.
Today, I was unfortunate to attend a funeral for a very dear man. Marty was our neighbor and loved by everyone in our community. A great loss, for sure. He lived to serve.
Marty was happiest when helping others. He was our talented handyman, and when anyone in our community needed assistance with a door or a window or a lock or anything around the house, Marty was your man. I believe there isn’t a person living here who didn’t receive Marty’s help with something.
Personally speaking, Marty assisted me by re-routing an outside pipe leading from the hose connection to a hose reel; climbing a ladder in the garage to install a new heavy battery for the garage door opener; changed the batteries in the smoke detector alarms; and convinced me and many of my neighbors to get a carbon monoxide detector. He was so happy to install them all.
We have a community newspaper here where I live, and Marty submitted a new article for every issue. The subject was usually how to help ourselves to be safe in our homes and in the community. We learned a great deal from his expertise.
Marty was also our amateur magician. He loved to perform in our clubhouse; usually before some event, just to “get things started.” He always made us laugh with his hi-jinx, costumes, props, and comical imitations. It’s very possible he got some of his tricks from the following book:
Whether you needed a little encouragement if you were feeling down, or not, Marty always had a great short story or one-liner that was guaranteed to at least make you smile.
The chapel held seats for 160 people; however, when the services began, it was SRO. Several people from our community stood up and spoke about how Marty’s caring affected them. One person mentioned that people in show business and sports were highly regarded and when performing, people in the audience and in the sports stadiums stood and applauded. Well, he suggested we should all stand and applaud Marty as a way of showing our admiration and love for him, as we say “goodbye” to him one final time. It was as if this was rehearsed, because everyone stood up as one rippling wave, and we very gladly put our hands together and sent Marty on his way to a beautiful, peaceful place, riding on that wave.
Rusty, you are the best cuddle-er. I know that isn’t a real word, but it fits. Someone once said, “If it works, don’t fix it.” My cats aren’t lap cats, but they know how to get close to their Mom.
Fortunately, I had my camera close by when I sat down on the loveseat in the family room. Darling little Rusty takes that as his signal to run in from wherever he was at the time, and jump up next to me. Front paws aren’t enough. His back paws have to touch Mom, too. HEAVEN – This must be it.
Did you know that The New York City St. Patrick’s Day Parade is our country’s oldest and proudest Irish tradition, marching for the first time more than 250 years ago, on March 17, 1762 – fourteen years before the Declaration of Independence? I had no idea before I did some research, that this tradition was begun so long ago. It’s also a registered non-profit, and is run by volunteers only.
St. Patrick’s Day festivities are celebrated in many other U.S. cities: Savannah, GA; Seattle WA; San Diego CA; Los Angelos CA; and Chicago IL, for starters.
The wearin’ of the green is popular with those who not necessarily have the Irish in their background, but who get into the “green” spirit by being “Irish in heart,” just the same. I personally, have a green boutonniere that I don on my blouse for the day just to get into the spirit. Maybe it’s because I come from New York (Brooklyn, to be exact), and it was always a major holiday that was celebrated in many ways. One way was having corned beef and cabbage for dinner!
unprecedented breach of foreign policy protocol both in its form and its boldness
Now that the letter has blown up in their faces, Republicans like John McCain are pretending they didn’t even mean to sign it. One thing is clear: Republicans are a clear and present danger to world peace.