TERRY
As I sit at my computer at 7:25 the window is steamy, the morning air is heavy and Terry is now sleeping. She had a coughing spell about 20 minutes ago but that seems to have passed. She sees Dr. Vickers today but I am not expecting anything new. I am concerned about her coughing spells which happen often during the day. Maybe he can give us some insight as to who she should see. Her appointment is late and she wasn't all that excited when I told her it was at 4:30. Well to be honest Dr. Vickers has kind of worn off and she doesn't enjoy seeing him that much. For my part I think he is an excellent neurologist but I am not sure that is what she needs at this point. Well he is going to talk about her memory test so that may be good. We will see.
I get the WSJ and every Wednesday they have an article about a car, motorcycle etc. I would often send it to Dave. One time I sent an article about an Indian cycle and he said it was the very same kind that he had at one time. Any today there was a long article about a guy who has a 1974 Alfa Romeo. The title includes the words "a labor of love". In the story it says that it has never broken down on the road but pretty much every part has been replaced at some time. What the guy loves about it is it is the "old" kind of car without computers, without AC, without power steering and on and on. As I read it I thought about Dave and his Bronco which I think may have been from the 70s. The last time we were together he drove it out to Bert's place so we could shoot. Well let me say I think Dave loved that vehicle BUT it rattled, bounced up and down and much more!!! It even had 4 wheel drive I believe. It was one of many different vehicles Dave had but I do believe it was the most interesting. The article was a fun read and the memories were even better.
Well here we are no tennis today, yesterday nothing and I do believe it may be Saturday before I play again. Too few people here in the summer and several are now gone for a while or hurt. I may have to just go out and hit the ball some.
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