A late bloomer???

Taken in St. Paul April of 2018---no no in Devils Lake around 1974 actually

I thought of brother Ronald this morning.  I am not sure if I heard this or he said it but I remember the story of Ronald walking uptown in Kulm ND where he and Glorine lived.  He said he walked up just for the reason of talking (BS ing perhaps) with some of the guys who would sit on a bench in front of some store.  I believe his comment was he had come to the age of knowing there was some good in that kind of activity.  I am sure most of the time Ronald was busy with teaching, doing gun work, doing house projects and I believe the list could go on and on.  In my mind he was a man who could do pretty much anything at any time.  I remember the deer hunting year we dragged out deer until we were blue in the face.  The next year Ronald had built a carrier of aluminum poles and a bike wheel so we just put the deer on that and wheeled it out.  Anyway I drove to the courts this morning and hit two container of tennis balls with the ball machine.  Afterward as I was leaving I stopped to say hi to a couple of guys.  I actually stood and talked to them for some time, an unusual event for me.  Differently from brother Ronald, I just may be a late bloomer!!!

As I bloom into maturity, as least I am trying, I find my Sunday mornings enjoyable as I think and type about "what was".  This morning when I woke up I thought back to the days in the 50's when I would wake up Sunday morning and would say, "Is this the Sunday of church or is this the Sunday without church?"  We had services every other Sunday as the pastor had 3 parishes and the country ones had service every other Sunday.  Sometime even before I could think I would wander downstairs and there would be our shoes that Mom had lined up with a shine on them.  Yep, church today.  In the summer the down side of that was I HAD to wear shoes as Mon-Sat it was pretty much barefoot.

I did almost nothing on the physical side yesterday as in the morning I was afraid I had an issue with my leg but as the day wore on I felt fine so the ball machine was on the docket this morning.  Did I hit the ball well this morning?  Well I have NO comment on that.

I rewarded myself this morning with an Americano coffee at Starbucks.  As I drank it I thought why did I do that as it is not even up to the standards of my FP.  Oh well one or two in the winter months is not so bad except a penny squandered is a penny lost for sure.

No it is time to jump in the pool and do a bit of therapy.  I know Mom would not approve as it has not been a half hour since I ate!!!  FP, down the hatch and onward for the day.