Friday, July 04, 2014

Happy Birthday, America.

And that’s about as far as I’m taking that because I’d rather not get into a pissing contest with the ones that wouldn’t live where their convictions reside. It’s a big world and lots of ideas – few, really, as great as our collective.

News from the family front: Sister-in-Law suffered a stroke. She’s also gone through several surgery;s. Irony upon irony, she works for a Doctor. 

I sometimes feel, not knowing a darn thing, really, that the lady is a hypochondriac. But then my brother has been married forty three years and it is his judgment I trust.

Speaking of him. He’s having heart problems. No details, ain’t nobody sharing. I suppose I’ll find out in time. :Grats to him by the way. He served in tanks in Wurttemberg back before he opened his restaurant.  His goal in life was to retire by fifty years of age.

I never kept track. But I think it was pretty close. Saying one is retired, however,, doesn’t mean one stops working. He started a landscaping business after a couple of years “vacationing” and then let it devolve into a two man snow removal business, which he continues even now.

Not too shabby for an eighth grade dropout and a run away at age sixteen. His patron proved to be a restaurant owner and started my brother as a pearl diver in one, when the bro finally stopped running, taking bro up through cooks helper to chef to manager to owner.

That demonstrates the patience of a good man – and a snot nosed street-wise kid.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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