FALL BACK
It's 7:57 A.M. and Patrick is here with me waiting for his breakfast.
Random Thoughts:
When I was growing up, and got sick, my mother would Put me to bed and I'd listen to the radio. The Doctor would come to the house with his little black bag from which he withdrew his stethoscope and thermometer. Do they even have little black bags anymore? What happened to the people who worked in the Doctor's little black bag factories? Did they have to take jobs in the local foundry or as school cafeteria ladies? Doctors were revered members of the community then. They were well off, but not members of the upper crust.
Today's "doctors" herd you in and out of their offices like cattle, in pursuit of the four car garage and better berth locations for their boats...
Pastor told us to move our clocks back so as not to be an hour early to church. We here in InDiana are new to this daylight savings nonsense.
later...
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