Here we are at Tuesday, January 18th of 2022

 TERRY

Terry is awake and is reading the paper this morning as we head towards 9:30.  She has a terrible itchy back and I am at a loss as to what to do.  I think I need to call the doctor office to see if they will prescribe something to put on it.  Other than that she is doing about the same.

A current story that for me goes way way back.

This is George Harff of Cayuga.  I did not really know George as an adult.  In fact I only knew him as we were in grade school together, not in the same grade, and then he was a freshman in my senior year.

George died about a week ago at the age of 71.  I do not know from what.  But his story is interesting for sure.  The picture is of our football team in the school year 1964-65 which was my senior year.  George was a freshman and he is #78.  Now as a FRESHMAN  he is standing next to senior Dan J who was maybe 6' 2" and a pretty big guy.  Now there is George as maybe a 15 year old and I am guessing he weighted in at around 400 or so.  The story was that he could not weigh on a home scale so he weighted himself at the elevator.  For football his mother had to take two of some pieces of clothes to make one for George.  As I look back I question how the coach took care of things.  An example would be this.  Often at the beginning of practice we would run around the football field to warm up.  When most of the guys would be finished George would be maybe, at best, 1/3 of the way around or maybe less.  Now one may think at his size he would be a great player and maybe he was as the years went by BUT in my senior year which was George's freshman year his participation was limited at best.  He was a good kid but physically he was a little boy in a huge adult body.  I do not know how his adult life was but in his obit it says he farmed right up to the end of his life.  

I write the story because it brings back memories of HOW things were handled and I, at times, wonder how he did as life goes on.  In the obit it asked people to wear camouflage to the funeral in honor of his love of hunting.  I do NOT mean to make judgements about how or who etc but I do remember and think that George's life often revolved around his size as it was just way way out of the ordinary.  

I am nearing the time that I need to get ready for tennis so will sign off.  I should mention that as I got the papers this morning the phone showed a temp of 48!!!  I made my FP last until the end of my blogging.