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Meine Damen und Herren,
This is a reminder that we will be holding our monthly “meeting” this Saturday, August 11th, at Mecklenburg Gardens (302 East University Avenue) beginning at 11 A.M. Come share in the excellent German beverages, the Weisswurst / mustard buffet, and the Geműtlichkeit!
Please note that our unique Rubber Boot Kicking Competition has been moved from our August meeting to our October meeting. More details will be provided in future monthly e-mails.
At this month’s meeting we will have a fresh batch of Mustard Club shirts available, This is the fourth regular edition of our T-shirts, and they feature an exciting new design! First come, first served!
Also coming up are Germania’s Oktoberfest the weekend of August 24-26 and Liberty Home’s Oktoberfest on the weekend of August 31 to September 2. More details will be available at this weekend’s Mustard Club.
As always, to see a full calendar of other events at local German-American societies, you can visit the German-American Citizens League website ( www.gacl.org ) and click on “Yearly calendar of events.”
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20120530 Wee-Willie the Traveler joins the parade of loved-ones past my big ole chair where I sit even as I write
I am one lucky sunuvagun. Since my induction into the elite of the Cincinnati Hospice program, I have made an effort to get in touch with as many old and new friends, relatives and others in an amazingly wide variety of people I’ve come to love and like and respect over the decades.
Thank you all.
Monday and Tuesday Don Mc Ghee, my blues buddy of the past twenty years, stopped by on his way home from the St. Louis blues festival orwith his helper and friend Mary Z.
That was Monday and Tuesday. Seemed like we didn’t even get started talking about “stuff” afore they had to climb back into their van to head back to Detroit. But not before Mary took me in hand to teach me to “tag” my few tens of thousands of photos so that I can easily locate them (most of them/some of them/a few of them) for the likes of my blog. Don has finally gotten his own photo webpage up and running. You might wanna set down ‘n’ visit fer a spell.
Problem is i need em back here already; I’ve forgotten half the stuff she taught me. Now I gotta wait for my daughter to try the same lessons all over again.
Everytime I see Willie I’m reminded of the dozens of Scrabble (copyright til you die) trips CB and I have been making every year of our lives. Makes me sad is what it does and not as sas as poor CB gets because she must serve double duty as my caregiver which has got to be as tough as coal mining.
Willie came by for a non scrabble day of palavering about who and what and where we both knew, about who and what and where one of us knows, about all the other stuff mixed in there about which neither of us had a club.
What a day! Well worth the 3 nitroglycerin pills I took last night.
Thank you, Willie the traveler who sets for yet another journey through the national maze of scrabble boards.
If fish were wishes!
ca1972 Paris Tennessee, 3rd largest city in West Tennessee, has been alive with excitement; abuzz with titillating conversation; boiling over with essence of alcohol and molasses.
One of the bestest friends a guy (anyone) could have is Dr. Julie Avery who drove down from East Lansing to visit me. What a thrill! I met Julie years ago when we both were renting our souls to the education establishment of Michigan. Together we learned PageMaker and other MacIntosh software. My best ever support group. Of two. I hope you have a chance to read her pamphlet “Yearnings” about adults abusing adults. She is absolutely one of the best persons I know and I deeply appreciate her visit and pray I see her again before my lights go out permanently!
Several of her friends (Yep, I was one) imagined we were her biggest helpers in earning her PhD. Mostly, we phoned and chatted and fumbled. But our hearts and heads were right there in place and determined. When she got it, we all had a part
I used to dogsit for her; Hue and I were great friends until isolated members of warring tribes would flyby in their old clunkers and wake up the neighborhood at all times of the night. One afternoon I got caught on both sides. I was inside in the kitchen, patting Hue’s head with one hand and fiddling with Scrabble tiles in a game with Sarah (who has since died) with the other. All of a sudden, all hell broke out. Domesticity gone bonkers and then some. Julie says her former neighbors who were subjected to all the turmoil light up even now, a dozen years later. I think I even heard some cursewords, wee-willie.
Still, Hue and I hung on long enough to loosen the noose.
This is a test of a beginning of what I expect will be a gazillion photos and comments about genealogy, the lunchbunch, blues, photography and my written meanderings through what’s left of this misspent life. If it works, I think it’ll be easier than setting up my own URL, although I will continue to work on flebytes, as well. Enough nonsense, let’s see if this sucker publishes this BS.