I just got an email informing me that we are scheduled for yet another high school reunion come October. I have been to several of these functions and really don’t look forward to attending another. If it wasn’t for a very good friend that I went to school with, who just pesters the hell out of me to go with him so that he doesn’t have to sit by himself all night long, I wouldn’t have attended any of them at all. Some things should just remain in the past and let go of………
We were warned that we could expect a few thunder showers yesterday afternoon, but my god what a storm that turned out to be. I had taken a stroll down to the city flea market, it was an extremely hot and humid day, the vendors were all anxious to leave and get out of the heat. All of a sudden the winds kicked up, big time, the sounds of all of the merchandise being blown over and crashing was as loud as the thunder, with papers & posters flying through the air and numerous canvas tents that most of the vendors use for shade were flying about like balloons.
I made it to my car right as the rains came. I felt bad leaving so many of the vendors in such a state, but I asked a few of them if they needed by help, but they all seemed good to go. I’m sure thousands of dollars were lost yesterday in merchandise, props and equipment, not a profitable one for most of them in the end.
This is a good counter-balance story to the Jane Fonda Vietnam Woman Of The Year story.
Viet Nam 1966
Richard, (my husband), never really talked a lot about his time in Viet Nam , other than he had been shot by a sniper. However, he had a rather grainy, 8 x 10 black and white photo he had taken at a USO show of Ann Margret with Bob Hope in the background that was one of his treasures.
Richard was disappointed, but wanted to show her the photo and let her know how much those shows meant to lonely GI’s so far from home. Ann Margret came out looking as beautiful as ever and, as second in line, it was soon Richard’s turn..
With that, she pulled Richard across the table and planted a big kiss on him. She then made quite a to-do about the bravery of the young men she met over the years, how much she admired them, and how much she appreciated them. There weren’t too many dry eyes among those close enough to hear. She then posed for pictures and acted as if he were the only one there.
Later at dinner, Richard was very quiet. When I asked if he’d like to talk about it, my big, strong husband broke down in tears. ‘That’s the first time anyone ever thanked me for my time in the Army,’ he said.
That night was a turning point for him. He walked a little straighter and, for the first time in years, was proud to have been a Vet. I’ll never forget Ann Margret for her graciousness and how much that small act of kindness meant to my husband.
I now make it a point to say ‘Thank you’ to every person I come across who served in our Armed Forces.. Freedom does not come cheap and I am grateful for all those who have served their country.
It has always been a good thing to get into buying gold as an investment. I’ve always liked gold. With the prices of gold and silver on the rise there is money to be made these days. The TV is full of commercials baiting people to send in their gold for cash. In most malls you can find a kiosk set up to purchase people’s gold as well. In today’s messed up economy people are flocking to these types of businesses in order to get money to help keep their head’s above water and the creditor’s at bay. What a crazy world we live in……………..
A good old family friend moved to Dallas, TX a few years back and is enjoying his life down that a way. He has always been into antiques and collectibles and is doing well with that there as well. It was hard at first not knowing any one and not having any connections but he has stuck it out and seems to be doing just fine.
It seems that he goes to some Dallas Pawn Shops and finds some good treasures that people have had to pawn in these economically challenged times. It sucks to profit off of another’s loss, but you gotta do what you gotta do to get by and he is doing just that. A lot of dealers like him get their merchandise from Thrift Stores, yard sales or Estate Sales, but not too many frequent the Pawn Shops.
Now Texas is one big state and he is doing some traveling during his down time. He plans on hitting some of the Austin Pawn Shops as well as the Houston Pawn Shops that he runs across during his travels. Sounds like fun. I wish him well and one day I’ll be able to go down and visit him.