Sunday, October 27, 2013

 

B0B NOONAN AND SHIPMATE 1945

 Here's   Bob  in   his  sailor  suit at the end  of WWII.
A   shipmate,  Calvin  Johnson ,  from  Anson,  Texas,    is   with  Bob.    The  emblem  on  Bob's  uniform  shows that   Bob  was   an  Electrcian's  Mate  third  Class.  His   combat  ribbons  indicate  he  was  a  participant   in  major engagments     in  the   Asiatic  Theater   of  Operations.
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MOE THE BEAUTY CONTESTANT

Rosemary  "Moe" Lynch  was  five  years old when  Aunt  Lena  Maietta  submitted  this portrait  to  a beauty  contest.   She  would   have  had  my  vote!
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Thursday, October 17, 2013

 

AMAZING CROWS LEFT GIFTS

 We had a platform  in the woods  which  we used to feed  the  crows .  Over  a period  of time,  Mary  discovered  little  gifts  left   there  by   the  crows.    They  are  amazing  creatures---you might     be    surprised.
The   trinkets are  parts  of  children's   toys  which  must  have lost  in the  woods  for  many years.
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Monday, October 14, 2013

 

A GODSEND

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UP THE UP STAIRCASE

 This   chairlift   is     god  send!    Up stairs  would  have  to  wait otherwise. Like   tohave one   to get
down  cellar.

 

UP THE UP STAIRCASE

Here's  how to   get  up  and  down the   stairs.  Wish  we  had  another one to  get  down  cellar!
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Saturday, October 12, 2013

 

SHE'S GETTING THERE

 Betsy, Charley and     Bob  a were  here
this weekend   and   were  a  lot of help  to Mary  and  Peggy in  caring  for   Moe.    Here  they are walking  her down    the  street.  An   interesting  historical  event  --.--in the upper  right  picture, Bob  is  using   a  cane  owned   by   Grampa  Tony  Naples--god  knows  ho  many  years old it is.  Moe  used  it    fo a while,  but   when  she went  to Physical  Therapy  she  was   told  the  cane  was   too We  got  her   a  new cane
Thanks in large  part  to  Mary   and Peggy,  Moe   gets  excellent   nursing  care.
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Sunday, October 06, 2013

 

What I'm Reading


The Last Resort: A Memoir of Mischief and Mayhem on a Family Farm in Africa Paperback


by Douglas Rogers (Author)

This is an interesting and easy read about what happened to white farmers in Zimbabwe under Robert Mugabe's regime. It manages to be both informative and entertaining. As you may remember, Mugabe started repossessing white farms in 2000-2001 and appropriating them for "war veterans" who helped him solidify his grip on the country.  For some reason, I keep hearing Stevie Wonder's voice singing, "Peace has come to Zimbabwe...."  Really? What a mess. This is an ugly piece of the African political puzzle. Actually, most of Africa is characterized by militarism and violence. So sad. In my next entry, I will tell you more about Botswana's HIV prevalence rate (over 30% in some populations) and the link to violence against women and girls. That's what I'm doing here - exploring that intersection. It's a complete mind bender.
Stay tuned.

 

Highlights and Lowlights...


Hi All,
The exotic animals and game drives are obviously a highlight. I hate to be so uncreative, but the big cats are mesmerizing. I loved watching them, even when they did silly little things (maybe especially when they did silly little things) that reminded me of domesticated cats. You've seen pics of them eating, resting, and now sauntering around with their sibling.  One of the two in the previous picture must have had something stuck in the bottom of his foot - he stopped periodically to lick it, eventually sitting down and doing what all of our pets do - biting his foot, rubbing it, trying to extract the foreign object. I love all animals, but these beauties are a special treat.

Lowlights: Well, speaking of cats, you may have heard about my first night house sitting. Cat was on the roof for 12 hours and I was tizzy worrying about him (dehydration, eventual heat stroke - can cats get that?) and the ruined relationship with my new boss (whose house I'm watching). Gulp. After staying up almost all night trying to coax him down and moving my car so he could jump on it for an easier landing, I finally found a ladder (at 6:00am) and grabbed that little SOB by the scruff of his neck! Necessity is the mother of courage. I never would have done that otherwise. I vowed to never let him out. But, after a few days, I realized he needed the exercise and adventure - I just made sure he couldn't get on the roof again. Just when I thought I was safe, see below. Cats are crazy bastards, but I'm growing to love them. I'll get some pics of this crazy cat playing with the dogs, cleaning their faces, sleeping with them...he's really fearless. The dogs love him.
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Other low lights are constant dog barking at night. The one you see here is sort of a typical African street dog. Really cute and, like the cat, extremely hard to control. In typical Rita K. fashion after a long spell of continual barking from the neighbors dogs, I opened the front door and screamed at the top of my lungs, "Shut Up you Bastards!" Of course mine contribute to the mix when they're out, but it's not all night. So irritating.   
The other lowlight is that there is almost nothing to do and the food is horrible.

Well, then, other than that I'm having a great time! Ha!



 

Highlights of Southern Africa










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