Monday, November 17, 2014

Sarah's feeling Better

Sarah is 4. And for the last three years she has not played. The last time she saw a cat her major reaction was a slow turn of the head as it walked in front of the house. 

Now this is what's happening

After a search of her toys she got the chicken the squirrel and the BIG chicken. The one she has to drag. 

She had to take a little rest but then she started running around shaking them. Dropped one and ran to another. Jerry was laughing so hard I got tickled just watching him. 

It was a hoot. 

It's so nice to know she feels good enough to play!!

More later, Linda

Sunday, November 9, 2014

The Pretty Lady

My dad was always bringing people home and most of the time they were really interesting. One time he bought home this really cute guy. Well, as a presumptuous little girl I took a liking to him.  It must have been pathetic. I don't remember anything but him being nice to me. Robert Shane I thank you for not hurting a little girls early crush on you.

And then there was the pretty lady who came one day to our house. There was a man with her, but something about her drew me to sit by her side. The sadness in her brought me close and kept me there.

We had a house full that day--don't ask me why--but there had to be a house full or she would not have been sitting on the piano seat, but she was. I sat on the floor right next to her.

She was in a suit, a gray suit, I know I thought that the color was not a good one for her.  It brought out all the sadness that was inside her. 

And then I saw it. 

The tattoo on her wrist. 

That series of numbers. She was rubbing them softly. 

I asked--What's that??

My dad came unglued. 

I had done it again. Asked a question when I should have been silent. Typical me. I looked at her with tears in my eyes, and said--sorry. 

She wouldn't let dad punish me. She looked at me and said--some bad men did this to me and a lot of others. And then she patted my cheek and said--don't ever forget. 

How could I forget?? 

The holocaust is the most heinous thing to happen to humanity EVER. 

Don't forget!!


Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Pyramid Plane and Seagull

My brother Phil and I always walked to school. And back home. It was just one of the things all of us kids did. 

Jerry rode a horse to school. Sister Peggy would get in front of dad RT. And the boys rode behind. Because there were few paved roads, that's the way kids in his community got to school.

It had to have been in the forties when the seagull began dive bombing Phil. We, he figured out that the seagull didn't like his hat. He wore a sailor hat. I remember it as brilliant white. I started school after Christmas 1947. But LA still rembered the day Pearl Harbor was bombedarded by the Japanese. And the night the Japanese landed on the shores of LA. The camo nets over the main roads so the pavement looked like it was dirt. The huge spot lights that covered the sky most nights. We also had to do drills where we would get under chairs and put our faces to the floor and put our hands on our necks. 

But the strangest thing we saw, for a few weeks, was the pyramid shaped black airplane. The first thing I noticed was the lack of propellers. And it was quiet. We talked about that for a long time after they quit flying. 

Some of the stealth planes remind me of what we saw over 60 years ago.


More later, Linda