This post is dedicated to my cousin Mary – it means a lot that you remembered and referenced my 8 track tapes and your “Daddy” – Tom was a special man and he meant the world to me.
Nothing much to report health-wise. Another treatment on Tuesday.
I’m sad to see the turmoil being created in our political world. I started to title this post The Perilous Night, but thought that rather than be bombastic, it would be better to recognize and lament that live shooter drills are the norm in our schools. And that real shootings are happening in our public places with alarming regularity.
The new normal is unacceptable.
It all starts at the top.
Every person you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.