OK, now, seriously, it's summer. Officially, it started this week, Tuesday, the 21st of June, around 11 o'clock in the morning. Oh, and I am ready for the good times. I've managed to survive all the health scares of the winter and spring and am thoroughly ready to enjoy a Wood River Valley summer with all its activities and natural beauty. I'd like to extend a warm thank you to my "buddies" at the Diagnostic Breast Imaging Department at St. Luke's who cheerfully guided me through the latest crises. I'll see all of you at the Tupperware Kegger and Bridge Club next week. I'll be the one wearing the "mansierre" or as the Seinfeld show called it, "the Bro."
As I cheerfully watched my Seattle Mariners blow a four-run lead in the ninth inning, I realized how lucky I was to live in this valley and to have so many friends and well-wishers. Despite all the challenges in the world, we do take care of each other here.
Now, about that ninth inning. Our best closer came in to protect a four-run lead, gave up two runs by walking one, hitting another and allowing up two hits which produced two runs. They yanked him and brought in our best relief pitcher, who gave up a single and then, a three-run, walk-off home run to steal the victory from the shocked Northwest team. Oh, the agony.
But, hey, there's always going to be a few glitches in life. You just have to roll with the punches. The main thing is that it's been in the 70s all week and summer is finally here and what's the matter with that? It's time to get out the shorts, the garden tools, the water slides, the suntan lotion, the mosquito repellant (remember, there's always a few glitches), the tennis racquet, the golf clubs, the barbecue (no more fatty foods), the sprinklers and all of your hopes and dreams. Summer is here!
Nice talking to you.
