It’s a cereal; it’s a board game. A defunct television series.
It also is what it is.
My favorite line from the James Bond books, is ‘M’ (the head of MI-6, Admiral Sir Miles Meservy) telling Bond when he complains about receiving an assignment change, “Things change, 007.”
And that might be one definition of Life. Things changing.
Of course, the best part are the good changes – grand nieces ascending from 6th Grade, and another graduating High School. Others having birthdays. A dear friend’s birthdays and their elder daughter getting her doctorate!
That dear friend (Bob Hall) being unable to be present for his daughter’s doctoral degree.
Daily dealing with issues regarding aging, illness and finances – both my roommate and I.
Friends, relatives and acquaintances becoming severely ill. Some almost certainly in their way out, others hanging-in-there, but…?
And some already gone. More than I ever expected.
Even some leaving voluntarily, but still present. Apparently, friends no longer. :-(
“Things change, Guffaw.”
I haven’t needed a fictional intelligence department head to tell me.
I already know.
Things are as they are.
This just in. Ray Carter passed this morning.
Puts my whining in perspective.
I don’t know Ray. However, based on his FB cadre of friends, he is one fine man!
Please help if you can. I remember the many times I was in dire need of help – even if it was just a friend – and folks stepped up.
(from his FB page)
Ok. It’s been an interesting week. Early stage liver failure announced to me on Monday and while it is possible to recover – it’s mighty darned doubtful. Looking at a prognosis of 3-4 wks at the outside. Any phone calls and personal visits will be deeply appreciated, as will offers of assistance to help Mom and generally prep things for solo life for at least a bit..
Am looking to reinforce Mom’s independence and do what I can to get Masonic Charities and the Church properly involved in mom-care.
Feel free to ping/call/msg – just be warned tht if I’m tired i will try to politely push the call out if I’m just too nuked.
I’ve been ‘disabled’ since I was age 12. Legg Calve’ Perthes disease destroyed the cartilage and bone in my right hip, and was starting to attack my other hip and both knees. After much failed experimentation, ‘they’ were able to stop the advancement. ‘They’ decided the best course of action was to cast me, fusing my right leg at the hip. In 1966.
So my right leg is substantially shorter than my left, and fused at the hip.
I’ve lived my life this way. I’m used to it.
And, anyway, a hip replacement is elective and expensive.
In spite of this (in my youth), I ran, played, jogged, walked, took Kenpo karate, lifted weights…all manner of things!
Sadly, this disability kept me from joining the military or becoming a cop. Childhood dreams dashed.
But, in spite of my limitations, I never felt, well, disabled.
Yes, sometimes ‘it’ got in the way (like needing leg room to drive – straight leg, and all), but it never kept me from most things. I usually avoided wearing ‘Ed Sullivan-the really big shoe’* when I was younger, because I thought it made me look crippled. Which I was.
And I rarely felt sorry for myself. Well, sometimes.
But Life brought the addition of a serious car accident, diabetes and lymphoma, all potentially more lethal.
And Diffuse Type B Cell Lymphoma is listed as the ‘official’ reason for my Social Security Disability Income.
As of age 58.
And I am still here, now approaching age 64. Wearing ‘Ed’ more often.
My roommate J. has been having her own health issues for many years. They needn’t be enumerated here. Surgery pending on some. Suffice it to say we don’t get to gun shows much, anymore. Too much walking.
But she never asked for one of those disabled mirror hangers! I obtained one a while back, and we kept in in her car, as she does most of the driving, her car being in better shape then mine.
She finally remembered to ask her primary care doc for the form to get one! And got hers!
This meant I got to have and use mine for the first time the other day!
It’s official – I’m a gimp!
That bastard CANCER!
I’ve a number of friends on and off the Internet who have had it.
Some have survived; some not-so-much. 😦
I’ve had it twice.
Earlier this year, my dear friend Bob Hall was taken by it. Brigid’s brother by the same variety as Bob over a year ago.
We found out last week that Tom Lindsay of Fill Yer Hands is battling it.
My roomie’s ex (who remains a friend of hers and father to their daughter) has had a tumor in his sinuses removed, and a bladder tumor.
We found out yesterday another bladder tumor has appeared, and he is scheduled for yet another surgery!
In keeping with the bizarre tradition around here, many of my friends happen to be named Bob or Dave. His name is David.
Please keep a good thought for him, and pray, if that’s what you do.
He’s a good guy. and another gunnie.
is we all end up the same way.
How we get there is what matters!
Tom Lindsay of Fill Yer Hands tell us he is battling Acute Myeloid Leukemia, which is essentially bone marrow cancer. (his words)
He’s another one of the good ones!
Please keep a good thought, and pray for him – if that’s what you do.
And enterprising (shooter and other) visitors to the Phoenix area…
(It’s not my fault! The NRA/ILA dropped the ball – Guffaw!)
Table Mesa Recreation Area is a very popular with recreational target shooters, off-highway vehicle riders, equestrians, mountain bikers, hikers, and others because of its close proximity to the Phoenix area. Unfortunately, this area is also prone to illegal dumping, littering, and debris that need to be cleaned up. Volunteer clean up events are the only way to keep this heavily used area an enjoyable place to recreate.
Please bring water, work gloves, hat, sunscreen, trash pinchers, buckets, and wear long pants and sturdy shoes. 4WD and OHV vehicles are useful.
The event will be held this Sunday from 8:00 to Noon.
The Table Mesa Recreation Area is located off I-17 (Mile Marker 236) and Table Mesa Road. Head west on Table Mesa Road, then north on the frontage road. Follow signs posted at the end of the pavement. Volunteers will also be on site providing more information and directions. Please park in rows as directed by signs and volunteers when signing in. If parking along a road, park only on one side of the road to prevent blocking traffic.
We regret the short notice asking our NRA members to come out and volunteer. Many have in the past and we hope you can help this Sunday. If you can, please wear your NRA shirt or hat to identify you as a NRA volunteer. Every volunteer counts for this event!
Unfortunately, I will be unable to attend. 😦
This is one my favorite desert shooting venues (as it was Bob Hall’s) and is constantly in need of attention. Please help if you are able.
Walter and I have been friends for over 40 years. Walter
Not particularly close friends, or always in touch. But you can see from my previous blog post (the link above) that he is a good man and friend.
I received word from a mutual friend yesterday that he’s been going through some difficult times. To say the least. His beloved girlfriend Bettina of (10+?) years, who has had many health problems, passed away recently.
And Walter attempted to end his life. He is now in a rehab facility, due to the health problems linked to the medication used.
He is expected to be released Monday.
Walter’s apartment is infested with bedbugs – and they have sprayed so much insecticide that he cannot stay there for fear of illness.
Now he has no place to go.
His brother and sister are trying to help, but have their own limitations.
Please keep Walter in your thoughts, and if you pray, pray.
He IS a good man!
THIS JUST IN – I spoke with Walter last night. He seems to be doing okay, considering. He sounded medicated and very tired, and is using a walker. I told him I would check back often.
(as copied from Wirecutter)
Plea to All Friends of Mike Vanderboegh
Per Mike, the doctors have told him he is not long of this world. As we all know, his financial situation due to years of disability and devotion to the larger issue of self-sacrifice for freedom is terrible. He is doing what he can to get his affairs in order, but the reality is, his wife will be left in really bad shape. I would like to help with a funding appeal.
I looked at various “crowdfunding” sites, but there are hoops to jump through and/or a cut they take. For now at least, in order to get the ball rolling and hopefully growing as it does, I’m asking all of Mike’s friends to spread the word and to send gratitude offerings directly to him:
Paypal to firstname.lastname@example.org*
Check, money order, cash, etc. to Mike Vanderboegh, PO Box 926, Pinson, AL 35126.**
You’ll note I called it a “gratitude offering.” That’s proper, as this is being directed to those of you who have received value from Mike’s work over the years. That gratitude should also extend to Mike’s wife Rosey, who has had to make plenty of sacrifices of her own to enable Mike to do so many necessary things you and I have benefited from.
Here is a man who truly believes in sacrifice as the signers of the Declaration of Independence did:
“Our Lives, Our Fortunes, and Our Sacred Honor.”
If you think you can help this man in his last days, and his lovely wife, please don’t hesitate to do so.
He has done so much for us.
An older gentleman (73?), with some health issues, suffered some chest ‘discomfort’ last night, and is in the hospital this morning awaiting an angiography.
Please keep him in your thoughts, and if you are the praying kind, please do so.
He is a good friend – I’ve known him about three years.
(Some of us are getting to ‘that age’ wherein more friends, co-workers and acquaintances become ill and worse. We all need to support one another in these difficult times. Thank you for him.- Guffaw)
This just in – Yesterday afternoon, David received two stents, and is recovering well! He is expected to return home today. Thank you for all your kind wishes and prayers – Guffaw
In our last episode…
My friend Bob (of the many friends named such) – my former P.I. boss and gun store boss – was losing weight and on a feeding tube due to the inability to eat due to esophageal cancer (!)
And he (and we) were awaiting approval from on-high (his health care insurance) to begin chemotherapy and radiation for the throat cancer.
And the insurance company was balking at beginning treatment, as he had yet to gain any weight (or to save themselves money – you decide!)
I heard from him yesterday, as I reached out to him for the Thanksgiving weekend. He has been receiving ‘treatments’ going on three months, with the last one scheduled for this coming week.
THEN, we will see the prognosis…
He says he is very tired and is maintaining (mostly) a good attitude.
Please keep a good thought, and pray for him (if that’s what you do).