Baseball training camps opened yesterday.
It snowed 6 inches yesterday.
Your Mom and I went to Fireside Sunday. The performance was music from the 60’s. 8 professional band members and lots of great voices.
Sometimes I wish I could be someone else for a few minutes. The band leader at the Fireside was a multi-talented musician. He could play the piano. He could play the organ keyboard (sometimes both during the same song) and he could sing. Best of all he was featured in 3-4 songs. Add in a little dancing. Mix a little “plea” to the crowd to clap and join along with the melody and you had a performance that brought the house down. Yep, the is what I would like to do, be a multi-talented band leader with charisma. I’d like to be able to bring the house down. I guess I would have to start with piano lessons. Is there time? Does it pay good?
Grasshopper No.1 keeps providing good soups (chicken) and dishes (corned beef and cabbage). Thank you No.1. All donations are appreciated when you are retired.
With the snow that came through last night, I needed to strategically figure out my snow removal effort. It stopped about bed time last night and I thought maybe I could snowblow before I went to bed. Someone who lives with me said I “was not going out in the snow, cold and dark” to remove snow. Okay! And then! And then! Just as I was about to crawl into bed, I noticed the driveway was clear of snow. Somebody had plowed it (Grasshopper No.3). Then during the night, the city plows came through and blocked the driveway. Oh sh–! I got up this morning and my driveway entrance had been cleared. Maybe the City came back because they felt guilty about filling my drive OR No.3 came back and cleaned everything up. My neighbors did the sidewalks. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. Thank you No.3
We are “well into the season” of Downton Abbey.
Love,
Dad