Jonsey greets Mary Jo, one of his fans at the front desk of The Village

Jonsey greets Mary Jo, one of his fans at the front desk of The Village
Yesterday I received a text from my cousin David Crist on the SAME DAY he received a kidney from his brother, Peter Crist. I was so amazed, not only that this finally happened, but he was apparently feeling well enough to text me, attach a photo and even ask after me! I had to copy it here for all of you. My three cousins on my Dad’s side (Nona’s boys) have been an important part of my life along with the rest of the Landt and Crist family. David said, “Successful transplant new kidney started working right away. Feeling very good and grateful, just need to heal. Hopefully you are doing well. Peter did well I hope to see him later today.”
A few shots of Jonsey and me in the apartment. Todd put together the media center.. great job!
Todd put up the tree I got from Target! A view of the decorations in the lobby and the train — operated by a bunch of men here, residents, train buffs. I guess they set this up every year. I have not seen it run yet, specific times.
It is fun here! Lots of kind and warm staff and residents, entertainment if you like, they have a pool I am eagerly awaiting to open after servicing, Jonsey is a celebrity, people whom I have never met know his name (I have a dog walker every day first thing) I get some walking in by taking him out later in the day.
The drama was , one of the security people who help delivering packages, came to the door and I was not paying attention– Jonsey slipped out the door and down the hall to the right (6th floor, don’t know where the heck he thought he was going to go!) The guy and I looked at each other and he said he would get him, I gave him a pack of treats, Jonsey came back towards him—- then ran by me and down the other way! Finally he could see it was another dead end, and made his way back as I called… he gave up easily and walked back in. Whew!! The last picture was taken by his walker this morning in the hall — this place has halls like “No Murders In the Building.” Lots of similar things to that show. VERY new experience for me – living in a “dorm like” place for OP’s (old people).
Ann died October 24, 2022
She was a wonderful friend – I will miss her greatly.
She was quite a woman. Here is her obituary in today’s Star Tribune
Ann Dickerman Hutchins
Hutchins, Ann Dickerman of Minneapolis peacefully died in her sleep on October 24, 2022 at the age of 87. She is now surely singing with the angels as she planned. She was a beloved mom, grandmother as well as an influential teacher, superb photographer, and Master Gardener, among many other talents. Ann Elizabeth Dickerman was born in New York City on May 2, 1935 and grew up in Kansas City, Kansas as the only child of Bluford and Lois Dickerman. She attended Sunset Hill School in Shawnee Mission, Kansas City, KS, and earned a scholarship to Smith College (c/o ’57), where she majored in economics. Shortly thereafter, she married John Traver Hutchins (“Terry”) of Fond du Lac, WI and they soon started a family in Minneapolis, raising three sons; Traver, Webster, and Grant. Ann began her illustrious 35 year teaching career in 1959 at the Northrop Collegiate School, the historic all-girls school which became part of the Blake Schools in 1974. From 1959 to 1994, Mom Ann taught a wide variety of high school social studies courses, including Ancient and Medieval History, World History, and two of her favorite courses that she developed, Human Anthropology and Exploring Human Nature. She openly shared her joy and passion for learning and discussion about complex issues with her pupils. Further, Mom was a beloved, popular teacher whose vibrant energy, insatiable curiosity, and charismatic personality helped her forge strong relationships with her students. She genuinely cared about her students and they knew this. As an ardent feminist, practicing multi-culturalist, and social justice advocate, she helped generations of Blake students, girls and boys, develop a greater sensitivity to such important matters – she was always ahead of her time. At Blake, Mom’s influential work spread far beyond the classroom. She created numerous new programs that offered Blake students and families a broader, deeper educational experience. In addition to helping build curriculum for a Family Life and Human Sexuality course, Ann pioneered the Student Community Involvement Program in 1972, coordinating and supervising placement of interested students in positions at local hospitals, schools, nursing homes, and other social service community spaces. Ann regularly integrated the students’ experiences into the classroom curriculum, keeping the classroom alive and connected to the real world. In 1974, Ann became the coordinator for the Senior Program, which, again, facilitated further outside the classroom and outside the box learning opportunities for students. Notably, the program grew under her watch and had its highest number of participants the year she retired. In 1977, Ann received the high honor of being selected for the inaugural year of the Joseph Klingenstein Fellowship program at Columbia University’s Teachers’ College, earning a Master’s degree in Ed. Admin. In 1978, Ann developed Blake’s Chemical Health Program from scratch. It was an all-inclusive program for students, staff, and families alike. She made Blake a leader in this area and often traveled to conferences and other schools to share the model she developed. Ann did all of this work on a shoe-string after her divorce in 1970, raising three energetic boys in the big old house on Humboldt Avenue where she lived with us for 56 years. She supported us in all our endeavors. Though she did not have much money on a teacher’s salary, she still managed to keep us active in sports, camps, etc. She shared her love of nature and camping with us constantly. In the early-mid 1970s she took the three of us on three different month long camping trips, to the Rockies one summer, to Europe the next, and then back to the Rockies and all the way out to Washington’s Olympic Peninsula in 1975. She kept closely involved with all three of her boys right to the end of her life and was always there to support and cheer us on. We love her and miss her dearly. Ann was not only an educator, she was a true student of life. Especially after she retired from teaching in 1994, she was an ardent traveler and made dozens of trips to Latin America, particularly Mexico (Chiapas and the Yucatan were her favorites there) and Guatemala, where she as she traveled she combined her interest in anthropology, photography, social justice issues, and more traditional “vacation” activites, like swimming in the ocean and enjoying margaritas with her beloved traveling companions afterwards. Also, after retirement, Ann found more time for her deepest passion, gardening. She loved being on her hands and knees, planting and weeding, and she found great spiritual sustenance in this “work.” Through study at the U of M Horticulture Dept. she received a Master Gardener certification and started a small business called “Gardens by the Yard.” Above all, Ann Hutchins loved people – and people loved her. She could and would talk to anyone anywhere and developed an immense web of friendships with her neighbors, her community, and beyond. She had a deep faith in God which she explored and cultivated throughout her life. She was a brilliant conversationalist, seamlessly intertwining her interest in politics, spirituality, environmentalism, and more, making new friends wherever she went. Her candid authenticity, and her smile, was a beacon to many. Ann was preceded in death by her parents and by her eldest son, Traver, in 2020. Ann is survived by her two sons, Webster of Seattle, Grant of Minneapolis, and her deceased son Traver’s children, Jack, Alley and Davis Hutchins of Connecticut. Her Remembrance Service will be held at the historic Memorial Chapel at Minneapolis’ Lakewood Cemetery on Thursday Nov. 3rd at noon. An informal reception will follow at Lakewood’s Flower Garden Reception building immediately after the service. Flowers are welcome please give them to the attendants at the service and they will all be displayed, primarily at the Reception. In Ann’s memory, memorial donations may be given in her name to Cheley Camp, the summer camp in Estes Park, CO, where she spent three life changing summers in the mountains as a young teenager. Donations should be directed to the Camp Scholarships for Low Income Students program at Cheley via their “Thousand Summers Program”.
Published on October 30, 2022
I took this picture of Ann in her lovely house some time ago.
Now, on the next stage of my move. I am settled in at Todd and Ann Marie’s. They are helping me heal from …gallbladder surgery, packing up and leaving, an all day road trip to Arlington Heights, and my arrival in a debilitated state. Ann Marie has been fixing me healthy meals, and they both made a sweet room for me in their home. They have also welcomed Jonsey! It’s not easy to have a feeble old lady and a dog move in.
But before this I had a great visit with Cully, Mark (who spent his time doing things like fixing the faucet on the tub) and the boys (both had time at Camp Widjiwagan – Oliver a counselor this year, Emmet’s second year). Cully — who came June 15 and stayed to the bitter end (July 24), as Todd and Ann Marie, Jonsey and I pulled out … standing there — my last look at the place and a tearful goodbye to Cully, superwoman, who did everything in that time: saw me through my surgery, spent many days when I was pretty helpless… doing all the work of sorting and downsizing of all my possessions, traveled to Todd and Ann Marie’s to go and see my new place — (Friendship Village in Schaumburg) cleaned and fixed things!, met with my trust people at Lake Elmo Bank, all the while supporting my recovery (which was unexpectedly difficult). We had meals, watched great TV, laughed and loved each other.
Now Todd and Ann Marie have picked up the baton and are hosting me at their house until I can move into my apartment – by the end of August.
What a family! Also including Alan who met the movers bringing Dad’s things back to the Dells house. Brothers Jerry and Jon and their families who were supportive and helpful, along with many friends.
I am also very grateful for my good friends from South America! – Silvia from Bolivia, who has become so dear to me, and is much more than a cleaner, and Eduardo, from Ecuador, who lived here in the lower level for two+ years, driving me to medical appointments, doing household things I could not, his presence in the house was always a comfort. I don’t know how I would have made it through the pandemic without their love and support.
And last, but not least, Megan Schmidt, cousin David’s daughter, has taken on the task of listing and selling the house in Lake Elmo. You can see her work on her website – she supported me through the transition.
https://megan.professionals.net/results/?feat=1
I am blessed. There are no words.
last day brunch cooked by Ann Marie
A bluebird pair was in the bird bath today. I haven’t seen any for a while. Seems like a sign. This is a photo of one with my lame cell phone — they were both in there bathing together. Very distinctive when flying – like a piece of the sky – with the orange and white breast.
p.s. Many Thanks to Christopher Landt, computer/website expert/extraordinaire, who rescued my blog that he set up for me many moons ago. I had panicked and thought I had messed it up. xxxooo Chris.
https://www.tvinsider.com/show/signora-volpe/#trailer
“Umbria, the “green heart” of Italy, is the glorious setting for a new series of three feature-length mysteries starring Emilia Fox (Silent Witness) as international spy Sylvia Fox—or “Volpe,” because as a handsome local police captain reminds her, “Everything sounds better in Italian.” Sylvia arrives in Umbria to visit family after clashing with her colleagues at MI6, and before long, the spook becomes a snoop when her niece’s dashing but mysterious fiancé disappears on their wedding day. Naturally, Sylvia is a whiz at following clues—it helps when your toothbrush contains a secret flash drive—and she’s not bad at taking down bad guys when the situation demands.
from Acorn … Gorgeous photography …. if you can’t afford or don’t have time for a Tuscany trip. (There are only three longish episodes)
from Acorn too – I don’t know about you, but I don’t mind the subtitles if it is engaging and well done. If I know the language it is an added bonus. – In French. There are 4 seasons that make you want more, apparently this is still very popular in France with many series already filmed. We only get the first 4 series in this country. If you find a way to get them all let me know.
https://acorn.tv/candicerenoir/trailer/
After 10 years abroad, Candice Renoir is back in the south of France and back on the case as a police commandant. Newly divorced with four kids, Candice feels rusty at work-and her skeptical colleagues don’t help. Determined to prove her so-called weaknesses are strengths, she solves complex cases with common sense, acute observations, and a practical nature honed by the life of a busy mom.
‘You Are Worthy’: Sen. Booker Draws Tears at Jackson Hearing
Wonderful time with the Nordby/Frye family and friends in Culver City, California
1. After loving my parents, my siblings, my spouse, my children and my friends, I have now started loving myself.
2. I have realized that I am not “Atlas”. The world does not rest on my shoulders.3. I have stopped bargaining with vegetable & fruit vendors. A few pennies more is not going to break me, but it might help the poor fellow save for his daughter’s school fees.4. I leave my waitress a big tip. The extra money might bring a smile to her face. She is toiling much harder for a living than I am.5. I stopped telling the elderly that they’ve already narrated that story many times. The story makes them walk down memory lane & relive their past.6. I have learned not to correct people even when I know they are wrong. The onus of making everyone perfect is not on me. Peace is more precious than perfection.7. I give compliments freely & generously. Compliments are a mood enhancer not only for the recipient, but also for me. And a small tip for the recipient of a compliment, never, NEVER turn it down, just say “Thank You.”8. I have learned not to bother about a crease or a spot on my shirt. Personality speaks louder than appearances.9. I walk away from people who don’t value me. They might not know my worth, but I do.10. I remain cool when someone plays dirty to outrun me in the rat race. I am not a rat & neither am I in any race.11. I am learning not to be embarrassed by my emotions. It’s my emotions that make me human.12. I have learned that it’s better to drop the ego than to break a relationship. My ego will keep me aloof, whereas with relationships, I will never be alone.13. I have learned to live each day as if it’s the last. After all, it might be the last.14. I am doing what makes me happy. I am responsible for my happiness, and I owe it to myself. Happiness is a choice. You can be happy at any time, just choose to be!I decided to share this for all my friends. Why do we have to wait to be 60 or 70 or 80, why can’t we practice this at any stage and age?I borrowed this. I don’t know who to credit it to, but thank you!Painting by: James CoatesFrom Judy – I can’t help adding my own story here. After my mother died, and I moved to stay with my Dad a year later. He told me after Mom died, “I could be sad for the rest of my life, or I could be happy. I chose to be happy.”
The killing of George Floyd outside Cup Foods in Minneapolis last May spoke to the depravity of America and Americans.
The conviction of Derek Chauvin on all three counts of murder and manslaughter yesterday spoke to their grace.
Just as Floyd’s death was the consequence of many people (over many centuries) succumbing to their worst impulses or ignoring the ugliness around them, the jury’s verdict was the triumph of many people (over many months) doing the right thing.
Let’s savor and celebrate that — as a way of encouraging more such behavior in the future, as a recognition that our better angels can best our demons, as a solace after all the sorrow of the past year.
It won’t bring George Floyd back or erase his family’s pain. It doesn’t change the countless instances in which police violence has gone unacknowledged and unpunished. It’s no assurance of justice in the future.
But it’s an embrace of justice in the present, in this one case.
It’s a start.
Here’s how the CNN political commentator Van Jones perfectly put it in his remarks just minutes after the verdict:
I think about that young girl who brought our her cellphone and who stood there in horror, not knowing what to do but just holding that phone steady. She did the right thing. All those community members who came and begged and pleaded and talked — they did the right thing. That E.M.T. person did the right thing. When people called the police on the police, they did the right thing. When the police chief fired this man, he did the right thing. When people marched by the millions, they did the right thing.
Let’s follow the examples of that young girl, Darnella Frazier; of the people who called the police on the police; of the marchers; of the mourners. Let’s never ignore ugliness, never indulge demons. Let’s believe in and push for an America that renders justice, because we just saw justice rendered.
Let’s remember that a fairer, more humane and more inclusive country — a more perfect union — begins with each of us doing the right thing.
The Most Likely Timeline for Life to Return to Normal
An uncertain spring, an amazing summer, a cautious fall and winter, and then, finally, relief.
FEBRUARY 22, 2021
The end of the coronavirus pandemic is on the horizon at last, but the timeline for actually getting there feels like it shifts daily, with updates about viral variants, vaccine logistics, and other important variables seeming to push back the finish line or scoot it forward. When will we be able to finally live our lives again?
Pandemics are hard to predict accurately, but we have enough information to make some confident guesses. A useful way to think about what’s ahead is to go season by season. In short: Life this spring will not be substantially different from the past year; summer could, miraculously, be close to normal; and next fall and winter could bring either continued improvement or a moderate backslide, followed by a near-certain return to something like pre-pandemic life.
Here, in more detail, is what Americans can expect daily life to look like for the next four(-ish) seasons.
SPRING 2021
For the most part, daily life will continue to be far from normal for the next few months. Normal is of course a slippery word, given that many Americans have had to report to work or have chosen to dine out, travel, and do all sorts of things that others have avoided. But whatever people have not been doing for the past year, they can expect to keep not doing it this spring.
It’s unlikely that enough people will get vaccinated in the spring to restore normalcy. In fact, experts fear that the pandemic could get much worse in the near term, because variants of the virus that are more contagious or vaccine-resistant than the original version have begun circulating in the United States. The damage those variants will do is still unknown; “March to May is the mystery,” as my colleague Robinson Meyer wrote earlier this month.
The good news, though, is that even with these variants, existing vaccines appear to reduce the risk of severe illness, meaning more and more people will be protected as vaccinations continue. And vaccines can change individuals’ risk calculus. Ashish Jha, the dean of Brown University’s School of Public Health, told me that in a month or so, in the absence of a variant-driven surge, he’d probably be comfortable going to a friend’s house for a drink, mask-free and indoors, if he and his friend were both fully vaccinated. “As we get into late spring, a lot of that stuff—the smaller gatherings of vaccinated people—I think starts becoming quite possible,” Jha said
SUMMER 2021
Whatever happens in the spring, the summer should be a sublime departure from what Americans have lived through so far. As my colleague James Hamblin wrote last week, “In most of the U.S., the summer could feel … ‘normal,’” even “revelatory.”
“Barring some variant that is just really crazy, I expect the summer to be a lot like the summer of 2019,” Andrew Noymer, a public-health professor at UC Irvine, told me. Based on the drop-off in cases and hospitalizations over the past few weeks, he thinks life could even be close to normal as soon as sometime in May.
Other experts I consulted were slightly less optimistic, but they generally agreed that at some point between June and September, the combination of widespread vaccinations and warmer weather would likely make many activities much safer, including having friends and family over indoors, taking public transit, being in a workplace, dining inside restaurants, and traveling domestically (whether for work, visiting loved ones, or a vacation).
Regardless of when vaccines for children become available, all of the above applies to kids and their families, according to Emily Oster, an economist at Brown who writes about everyday pandemic decision making in her newsletter ParentData. In-person schooling should become safer as well. Though the timing for kids’ vaccines is uncertain, Oster’s guess is that they might become available over the summer for children 12 and up, and later for children under 12, perhaps in the fall.
The safest way to phase activities back in will be for people to gradually go from smaller, private social settings (such as a friend’s house) to bigger, public ones (such as a restaurant)—which is also what many will probably feel most comfortable with. “People will slowly expand the social world that they engage in, building [their] pod back up,” predicts Oster.
Jha, for instance, expects to host 20 or so friends for a Fourth of July barbecue in his backyard, with every adult vaccinated and no one having to wear a mask. He imagines himself being comfortable eating indoors at a restaurant later on in the summer, provided it’s not packed and the ventilation is decent.
The summer will still have its limitations, though. The experts I spoke with didn’t foresee the return of indoor concerts, full attendance at sporting events, or high levels of international travel.
They did, however, expect that Americans will be able to ease up on mask wearing and social distancing in other contexts. “I think when people are vaccinated themselves, they will start letting their guard down, but it will also genuinely be safer from a public-health perspective,” said Jennifer Beam Dowd, a professor of demography and population health at the University of Oxford and the chief scientific officer of Dear Pandemic, a COVID-19 public-education campaign. Noymer’s prediction is that masking will be necessary in public settings until every American has at least been offered a vaccine, at which point he figures he would be okay with repealing mask mandates.
Even once these precautions are no longer strictly necessary, many people will probably keep up some of them, opting to wear a mask, say, on public transportation or in a grocery store. Oster thinks that while certain activities should become much safer over the summer, many people might not be comfortable resuming them until the end of the year or even later.
FALL/WINTER 2021–22
Even if the summer feels like the end of the pandemic, it could turn out to be more of a temporary reprieve.
Most of the U.S. population should be vaccinated by the fall, but some resurgence of the virus seems likely in the colder months. “It won’t be as bad as this winter, but I don’t know if it’s going to be pretty bad or [if] just a few people will get it,” Noymer said.
Thankfully, the latter scenario seems more likely, and could still allow for additional normalcy; indoor concerts might even come back. “The summer might be a little early for really large crowds,” Dowd said. “I see the autumn as the important turning point for those kinds of mass gatherings.”
This scenario might result in isolated viral flare-ups, but vaccines should significantly reduce the likelihood that anyone who gets infected would end up in the hospital, and could also make them less likely to spread the virus.
Another outcome seems less probable but more troubling: Whether because a variant ends up evading existing vaccines or because infections surge among unvaccinated people, cases might climb again. Even after a wonderful summer, a rise in cases could necessitate a reversion to many of the precautions from earlier in the pandemic, even if it doesn’t require full-on lockdowns. “I’m not saying that the return of the masks and working from home and all the crap that we hate is guaranteed,” Noymer said. “But if it does return, it won’t be in the summer. It’ll be in the fall.”
Thankfully, though, if stubborn variants do circulate, new vaccines should be able to tame them relatively quickly. Adjusting an existing vaccine recipe could take only a few months, meaning that the disruption to daily life would not be as drawn out as what Americans have lived through already.
SPRING/SUMMER 2022
Beyond next winter, experts’ predictions are blessedly simple: Life in the warmer months of 2022 should be normal, or at least whatever qualifies as normal post-pandemic. The virus will still exist, but one possibility is that it will be less likely to make people severely ill and that it will, like the flu, circulate primarily in the colder months; some people would still die from COVID-19, but the virus wouldn’t rage out of control again. Meanwhile, Americans should be able to do most, if not all, of the things that they missed so much in 2020 and 2021, mask- and worry-free.
Of course, this dreamy era is still more than a year away, and some unforeseen obstacle could delay the resumption of normalcy. Jha said he couldn’t picture what that might be, though. After a year spent gaming out how bad the pandemic could get, he can finally see ahead to a time when there are no more catastrophes to imagine.
JOE PINSKER is a staff writer at The Atlantic, where he covers families and relationships.
most of you may have seen this — but laughter is the best medicine
Even though I hoped Biden would win, I was stunned at the closeness of the race. I was stumped.
Half of the country had behaved in a way that really did not make sense to me. But there it was. I was hoping someone could explain what happened. I think the term for my thinking is “cognitive dissonance.”
I am usually pretty good at putting myself in someone else’s shoes — here, I was damned if I could understand the perspective of millions of people.
I found it – and it put a little damper on my joyous celebration. The New York Times came to the rescue. Thank you, Frank Bruni.
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/11/07/opinion/sunday/trump-election-performance.html
This is long, but if you need inspiration to keep fighting, you might watch the whole thing
“How did I get here?” …Everyone in 2020
(from the comments section)
Democratic presidential nominee Joe Biden set a new monthly record for presidential fundraising, bringing in $364.5 million in August.
More than 50% of the month’s haul, over $205 million, came from online small-dollar donations, according to the campaign, and more than 1.5 million Americans contributed for the first time in August.
“More than anything, these numbers humble me,” Biden said in the statement. “Even in a global recession, working families set aside some money to power this campaign, and a little bit added up in a big way.”
from NPR online
From the New Yorker online. Somebody sent me one of these and I liked it … this article explained … why now … these twins ? Hope you enjoy
Even when the Williams twins do not seem especially worked up about a track, they listen carefully, with a kind of openhearted earnestness. They recently cued up the country singer Blake Shelton’s “Happy Anywhere,” a love song featuring backing vocals from his girlfriend, Gwen Stefani. Part of the song’s video appears to have been filmed in a cornfield on Shelton’s ranch in Oklahoma, where the couple have been isolating. Tim pauses the video. “Grass is really that big?” he asks, incredulous. “It’s as tall as them! Hold up! And he’s, like, six-something—bro, you would not see me in a cornfield. For real, bro.” Usually, by the end, they agree that whatever track they have been listening to is pretty great.
In mid-June, they tried Dolly Parton’s “Jolene.” Tim has the kind of face that collapses fully into happiness, like a baby’s expression after he successfully knocks down a tower of wooden blocks. He pauses the song halfway through. “Dolly—you got it. You got it!” he announces. “This is a banger.” He and Fred resume the video. By the end, Fred has grown quiet and vaguely melancholy. “Don’t take her man, man,” he says. There is a whisper of “Beavis and Butt-Head” in the twins’ videos, but instead of a knee-jerk cynicism and a deep fear of excitement—the exaltation of apathy was a cornerstone of the nineties gestalt—the twins seem eager to be thrilled by something new.
Which is all to say—if you are feeling especially bummed or burned out, fully exhausted by the contents of your home or your own mind, take a moment to watch the twins listen to Phil Collins’s “In the Air Tonight,” from 1981. (It’s their most popular video to date, and on Friday it briefly caused “Phil Collins” to start trending on Twitter.) If you know the song, you know to wait for the very loud and excellent drum fill that arrives, unexpectedly, a little over three minutes in. (“We were playing with psychological things. The audience is there going along with you, and then suddenly you knock them on the head with this thing: Bvoom-bvoom!” Collins said in a recent interview.) The drum fill on “In the Air Tonight” is one of the most dependable thrills I know—a very quick path to a certain kind of heady, metaphysical elation. I wish that I had a video of the first time I heard it—what my face did, whether I made a noise. Connecting instantaneously with a piece of music can feel like happening upon a different world. The twins like the song almost immediately. “Yeah,” they say, bobbing their heads. “O.K.”
“Phil Collins, he’s killing it,” Fred declares. They each periodically pound their hearts, as if to reiterate, “I feel this.”
Eventually, the drum fill arrives. It takes a moment for Tim to process it. He gasps as if he’s seen a ghost and then rolls back in his chair. Fred’s response is more understated, but not by much. Now they’re deep in the pocket, dancing, exhilarated, happy. They pause the clip to gather their thoughts.
“That was cold! I ain’t gonna lie, Phil—you got me on that,” Tim says, laughing.
“I have never seen anybody drop a beat three minutes into the song,” Fred adds. “That’s unique!”
I have rewound this particular sequence many times, simply to revel in its hope. What if there is a song you have never heard before that could still topple you? Maybe it’s out there, waiting, the twins suggest—just keep listening.
Steve Pollina is driving the float and wife Jeanne is right behind him. Bob and I worked on many campaigns with the Adams County Democrats. This made me miss them, and all the workers in Adams County. We always had a great time, for the 4th of July parade, the Italian dinner fundraiser, picnics, sitting around and talking politics. Those were the days.