Oh, What a Beautiful Morning

It’s August 27^th. I’m sitting here, drinking a cup of coffee and mostly minding my own business. I am 88 years old today. I don’t know how that happened. I’ll attribute it to being happy. That is due to having a wonderful wife who is smart and fun to be around. Add three nifty kids who are also smart and fun to be around. Next comes four grandkids that are growing up just fine, and then throw in six great grandkids that are smart and cute, and you’ve got the whole enchilada for the close family group. Beyond those guys, I’m so lucky to have cousins and long-time friends.

November is a serious month for us. This year, Pat will be 87. Our twin boys, Russ and Doug, will be 66. Our daughter, Terri, will be 63. Pat and I will be married 67 years. The numbers just keep getting bigger.

We still enjoy getting up early and having coffee and the news. We are certainly not as active as we once were. We couldn’t survive now without our daughter, Terri, and the million things she does for us.

Thanks to all of you for the calls, cards, and Facebook greetings. It’s been a great day!

Dave Thomas

8/27/2024

Have you noticed that when Trump is blowing smoke at us (which is every time he opens his mouth), his voice changes to that of a little boy. His whining voice then gives us the same performance the little boy would give when trying to convince us that his BB gun didn’t break our window.

There was Trump, in the middle of the stage, mispronouncing Kamala’s name. Is this a grown-up or what? He may be 78, but he acts more like 8.

Dave Thomas

08/22/2024

Pat finished buying her groceries. Leaving the store, she was carefully threading her way through the parking lot and was being careful not to bump into any cars. She heard a strange noise overhead. It sounded like the clucking of a chicken. That, being a far-fetched idea, was discarded, and she decided it must be one of her crows. Being worried about a misstep causing a fall, she decided not to look up. “Safety first” is the motto of old folks. Pat continued to hear the strange noise as she put the groceries in the car and headed out. Going down the street, she suddenly had a crow flying right in front of her. The crow changed speed and elevation in what appeared to be an effort to make sure that Pat noticed it. This continued all the way home. When Pat pulled into the driveway, the crow landed in a nearby tree. The crow started talking immediately, and when Pat was able to get a word in, she thanked it for escorting her home. Then, as further thanks for the thoughtfulness, she put out some food. The crows extend favors, and she tries to recognize them and reward the good deeds.

Dave Thomas

8/15/2024

Follow That Car

Pat was visiting with our neighbor, Leslie, the other morning. Leslie was amused by the fact that whenever Pat left the house, she was followed by a bunch of crows. Check the next paragraph for more about this.

A Wing Man or Escort

Pat had a doctor’s appointment that afternoon, so at the proper time, she backed out of the garage and headed down the street. The office was about 15 minutes away, and several times she noticed a crow flying ahead of her. When she got to her destination, she pulled into the multistory garage and was able to park on the first floor. As she got out of the car and started for the office, she noticed a crow walking around on the floor behind the car. Apparently, it had followed her all the way from home and was just making sure everything was okay. Pat thanked the crow for being an escort and a part of the full-service security outfit.

Dave Thomas

8/8/2024