My neighbor Ruth, my 100 year old friend, is in hospice care. I visited her two days while waiting for her children to arrive, hoping to give her some comfort. I think she knew it was me. I won't write of her passing, although it will be very soon, but of the times we had together. She could use the title, Dr., a PhD in some science. She had been a research neurobiologist at Princeton, a woman definitely ahead of her time. (I think of Amy on Big Bang Theory) She retired in the '90's. She took classes there afterwards just for the fun of learning. We used to read articles together then discuss the science. Everything to her was a marvel. She was an avid swimmer. She'd belonged to the local swim club and in the summer spent every day doing laps before it got crowded. In the winter she'd go to the 'Y' or eventually to our fitness center. One day she told me she had done about 30 laps in the pool, then lost count and started over. I think she did about 40. Her
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Here is a speed-worthy review of the last of my trip around parts of the mid-eastern/southern USA. While in Pigeon Forge, we visited the Alcatraz East Museum. It's an assortment of crime related materials, well done! We've visited the original Alcatraz in California, and this was a good substitute for investigation into crime and punishment in the US. Here I am trying out the town square stocks. DH and his brother stood in a lineup. I could pick out my own 'criminal'. We hopped over the mountains into North Carolina to Cherokee and visited a museum there. It was small and nicely set up. They could use a few more visitors so they could beef up some of their displays. After leaving Smoky Mountain National Park, we meandered up the highway towards a small sliver of a road to White Sulphur Springs, WV. My fan-girl DIY TV show is Barnwood Builders. I thought the closest we could get was their retail store, where I bought my requisite t-shirt. Much to my surprise, along the
Sorry if I haven't responded, the computer gods have put me in Hades for sharing my Google account with my DH when he got his new phone. 😡 Such are the problems I face as technology gets more buggy and we have too many passcodes. Now I have to decide what to do, including do I utilize my alternate email address and upend my entire world? Then there is the fun of him trying to figure out his new phone. I'm subjected to new noises, pop up music and screeching videos, clicks and clacks. He likes to hear what he's typing. 😖 There were all kinds of 'pings' in the middle of the night. He figured out how to silence a bunch of it but it's a chorus of tones before he figures it out. At the bedside. When I've been asleep for a while. Sometimes he'll stand outside the door and try to silence it. He thinks I won't hear it on the other side of the door. 😬 How do I do this? What's this for? Why did they change that? Somehow he signed up for FB but doe