On onto the week as we look forward to the first of May next Sunday

 TERRY

I would say Terry is the same.  Here it is early PM and she is watching TV as she is in bed.  She had lunch and thought the cream potatoes, ham and peas were very good.  So it is onto another afternoon and into the evening.

Not a whole lot to say today.  I have been up and about for most of the day and I am feeling fairly well.  I admit there are times that I ask myself, "Will I feel 100% again as this stroke has taken me down perhaps more than I would like to admit.  BUT here we are on Tuesday and I would say so far the week has be OK.  Of course most of the week is ahead of us!

I do have a doctor appointment tomorrow but I am not expecting any earth shattering news to come from that.  I do think I will get some advise as to the meds that the hospital put me on and DO I need to continue all of them.  I am not the greatest at taking them BUT I have been good so far.  Often when I take them I think of brother Dave and the many many pills he would line up during the few times we were able to visit him and Marlys.  To be honest it looked like a lot of work but then IF you life depends on it according to the medical people I guess you grin and bear it as you down the pills.

For some reason as May approaches I think of our last year at Wood Lake School.  Our last day of school that year was May 24th, the day before Memorial Weekend.  Being the last day the teacher had arranged for us to walk to lake Tewaukon.  There would be a softball game and then a picnic afterward.  That was the end of our country school experience.  For the next 3 months there was much talk about town school and what that may be like.  Often during the summer months I would climb the power pole by the barn door and lie on the west side of the barn roof.  There I would think back on Wood lake and wonder what Cayuga School would be like.  Going from 12 kids in the 8 grades to maybe 15 in my class was scary and made me want to have just one more year of Wood lake.  Of course that was not going to happen but one can always dream and wish!

As things turned out the change was actually for the better.  Even though there were many in our class room that fall things went smoothly and it did not take me long to enjoy the 4th grade.  I even found that it was fun to have classmates and also many kids to play ball at recess!!!  Grade school remained kind of the same until Sargent Central came into being and then the high school kids took the bus to Forman and the grade school kinds had the school to ourselves.   They call it progress and perhaps that is correct but in the changes there was not always a silver lining so to speak.   In the end it had to be the way it played out but as a young boy I did always see that.

Enough for today.  I am going to try and get a nap in as I do find myself getting tired quickly now days.  perhaps things will change and for the better.  A side note is a friend Karl stopped by with some food and would not take any money for it so Terry and I will have a great meal tonight.  Yes, the FP is history as of maybe 5 hours ago so will sign off for the day.