Never Forget |
I received a text from Wingman
yesterday in which he displayed some photos of a completely renovated basement
at their home. The last I heard this project was in the discussion phase and I
had to check the calendar to see exactly how long I’d spent in Europe. My time
assessments are skewed a bit after last year’s adventures with our own
renovation. They expanded their basement bathroom to a full bath with the
addition of a shower and pushed a wall into the laundry room. They also added a
wall and a new door to effectively create a basement apartment. I was most
excited about the fact they also recessed the light in the laundry room. I’ve
donated several inches of skin to that damned low hanging light. Apparently
Wingman made a contact through work for a very good contractor and they knocked
out all the work in a little over a week.
New Shower |
Window Used to be int he Laundry Room |
New Wall and Door |
We received an extra special kick off
to our morning today. I was just sitting down for breakfast when my IPad cooked
off indicating an incoming FaceTime call. It was the FBR who told her mother that
she missed her grampa and abuela. Presta-dij-ado and there we were. My excited
squawks when the FBR appeared on the screen summoned my Favorite Panamanian from
the depths of the house so we could enjoy a quick interlude with our eldest
grandchild. We get some more granddaughter time this evening as we journey
north to hang with the BRS and her parents for some of the weekend.
The anniversary of 9-11 passed while I
was running around the Alps. I usually publish the same blog each year
recounting my own experiences that day at the Pentagon. I won’t do that this
year but I can’t let the date pass without comment. It will serve as one of the
defining moments of this century and those of that lived it cannot forget the lessons
learned. Especially in the times we live currently as the nation seems to be
pulling itself apart with hateful messages from head in the sand progressives
and equally contemptable right wingers. The nation came together after 9-11 as
I’d never seen. It was a fearsome thing to behold if you were one of our enemies
and something the spiders sitting in the Kremlin, Tehran, and Pyongyang should
consider before they continue down their respective paths. You don’t want to
piss us off to the point we stop beating on each other and focus on you.
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RECURRING
CHARACTERS
BRS
- Blog Reader the Sequel
- second granddaughter; FBR - First Blog
Reader - first granddaughter, ABFA –
Amazing Best Family Athlete = my daughter in law; Wingman – my son in law; Keene
Friends 1 & 2 – friends since high school from my home town of Keene,
NH; Soxfather - my brother in law; Great Aunt = my elder sister; Cantankerous Friend – friend since
grade school who likes to argue about everything, poses as radical leftist to
attract women; Pittsburgh College
Roommate – high school friend, also a “Minor Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; Deckzilla – our backyard deck which
grew to monstrous dimensions once my wife got involved in planning; Maine and Virginia Musqueteras – two
close friends of my wife – her US sisters, my wife is the 3rd musquetera
(musketeer); Riggins - also known as
the Grandpuppy, son's dog, surrogate grandchild while awaiting arrival of the
BRS; PanaGals – female
relatives/friends of my wife from Panama; Panamanian/Latin
Mafia – inevitable group of Latino friends my wife accumulates wherever we
have lived & their spouses; Neighborhood
Mafioso - wife's close friend and Panamanian mafia member, Favorite Panamanian - the wife (of
course); First Friday – celebrations
to mark the First Friday of the Week; Deckzilla
Dude – senior citizen carpenter/contractor; Voices of Inappropriate Worth - members of public who come to every
Worcester public meeting to complain, all are on public assistance along with
demeanor issues
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