Yesterday was a sad return
to reality with departures and saying goodbyes.
I had so much fun with my three closest friends whom I think of as brothers. There’s a shorthand to our communication that’s
only achieved after several decades of friendship. This weekend provided a truly rare
opportunity without spousal obligations and it truly rocked! I was, however, faced with returning to the
very empty homestead.
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| Friday Night With Two of my "Brothers" on my Right |
I felt a real sense of loss
as I drive home through a spectacular autumn morning with the trees just
starting to turn color. I couldn’t
escape the feeling of melancholy that inevitably follows an epically fun
event. I didn’t want to leave that fleetingly
recaptured feeling of being home, lightly grasped over the weekend surrounded
by my high school classmates and my best friends.
My body decided to assist me
with the return to reality as I paid in spades for the excessive non-keto
intake on Saturday. The ride back became
hurried for a number of reasons.
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| Brady was Finally Semi-Clicking |
I tried to stay busy around
the empty house which was fairly easy since I had to go grocery shopping and
banking as well as laundry and cooking two meals around the NFL schedule. The
Patriots started out the way they played in their last game – very flat but
quickly turned that around. They posted
a solid victory with Brady finally looking like he’s on the same page as his
young receivers.
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| The Impossible Dream Season Honored |
I also checked in on the Red
Sox who are playing out their schedule now they have crowned themselves as
division champs. There was a special
moment before the game where they honored the man they call “Yaz”. I don’t think any Red Sox fan of my
generation will not point to the summer of 1967 as when the obsession was
born. The torch bearer for that incredible
summer was Carl Yastrzemski. Yesterday they
unveiled a stature outside Fenway honoring the man who almost singlehandedly
fathered Red Sox nation. A cool moment.
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| My Son and MEF This Past Weekend - Dressed to the 9's |
I tried to defeat the
pensive longing for the past weekend by attacking a puzzle while the games were
going on. That seemed to help but I
think Buddy has lodged his disapproval of this activity by successfully sabotaging
the effort with a digested piece of sky.
My son called to check in on me and report that his best man speech at the wedding was uniformly praised - no surprise there.
I finally got the wife on the phone and her reports on my father in law
were uniformly positive. I detected for
the first time some optimism and they are rushing around trying to get the house
ready for his return which could happen in a few days. All of the extraneous feeding and breathing
tubes have been removed and he has apparently charmed the entire female medical
team on his floor. Good news there. I just wish my own home wasn’t some damned
empty.
I did pay for the photos of
the reunion where I was grilled in merciless detail about the lady I was
pictured hugging. I’m glad to see that
she still thinks I pose a risk, even though we both realize its
non-existent. Some more photos from the
magical weekend are appearing as well.
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| The Cantankerous One was Selected as "Most Outspoken" - Huge Surprise |
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| The Graduates of Lincoln Elementary School |
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| Such a Great Weekend |
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