Oh dig - a lovely afternoon shot in downtown Ipswich, after a day at Crane Beach with sisters Mary and Charlotte. Nice shot, Mary - thanks.

Well, howdya like them apples? Logged in a huge bunch of stuff and it is gone.

Oh well.

Stories of where we've been and what's coming down the pike.

Gilsum, NH - a memory, although I am writing this from the Schwerin home in Bedford. Peg has gone to Wash. state with Joey after one funeral - her husband, Charlie - and the weddings of two granddaughters: Emily and Rebecca.

It is all so odd for me. I sleep in the footprint of Charlie Schwerin, where he passed.

Funny - oh HA - my brother-in-law Tommy told me that this house was haunted. He played here as a kid before the Schwerins moved in; the McDowell family home. I relayed that info to Peg and Joey - Joey reitterating that she felt cheated never having experienced such in her time here. Whatever.

Ah, Bedford. Yipes.

Dealing with Charlotte and her mortality at hand. She hasn't gotten the answers that she expected to have by now. Last Friday I went with her to MGH for the last bunch of PETscans and whatnot... no answers, but, a phone call returned yesterday by the surgeon. Nothing came of it and she remains in a Limbo of sorts. It is not an easy place to be for her.

We, Charlotte and I, drove to Maine on Tuesday; Ogunquit. What is this place like in the height of the summer season? It was really busy on a late September afternoon, but the temps were in the high 80s and 90s - not very autumnal at all. I have this idea from all of this that winter will be a breeze. Uh huh.

Shoes are the issue. Can't wear them but for damaging my delicate footsies. Am I serious? Indeed. Putting my big boots on is not fun after a trop around - swollen old man feet.

But, my issues are minor.

Went for a job interview at Pine Street Inn. Dare I say anything of what I know of the founder and patron saint of this place, Paul Sullivan? Nah. But the dear man died on his way out to SF to visit after relinguishing his reign there. Will I get the job? We await furthers.
We seem to do this alot lately. I'm too old for this nonsense. Deliver and be quick!

Uh huh.

Zippedy do dah, DaddyO

been more than a while

While away the hours, days, months.

What a long strange trip it has been... New Hampshire (Gilsum, birthplace of Mormon Jos. Smith's mother - that should say something as to) with the not-very-forthcoming cooking position at Badger Balm, all the while living on the Badger owner's property in a cabin at $550 a month.

Now I am in Bedford, Mass, birthplace of... not me, anyhow, although I did attend public school here for a good part (or a part) of my life. Dig this irony: I am in the home of the one half of Badger's mother, one of my favorite homes here in town. Peg Schwerin, the mom, is off to Washington state to be with daughter Joey after dealing with the passing of her husband Charlie (I am sleeping in the exact footprint of where he lay and died) and myriad weddings of granddaughters, both of which are Badger offspring - three wedding for one daughter (two in rapid fire in Provincetown, of which I attended one - more on that at some point - and one earlier for the other daughter, held in Roxbury, NH in a truly gorgeous old New England farm.

So here I am.

Sister Charlotte is dealing with her mortality that is a clicking clock or clicking time bomb, depending on the mechanism at play. Not good. Last Friday I accompanied her to MGH for her last round of Petscans and radiological whatsits, all supposedly leading to decisions being made as to what the next step might be - removal of her right lung being the one expected? She is nervous as one can be expected to be with this looming overhead. It's exasperating and draining.

This week we went, the two of us, on a ride to Ogunquit, Maine, for the day. What on Earth is this place like at high season? Late Septmeber and a Tuesday - busy busy busy. The temps have been very high 80s and 90s - not terribly autumnal, but leading me into some mindset that winter ain't the harsh reality that it really will be.

Shoes? I don't do shoes anymore.

Just got a laptop from her set up here.Viable cable feed that has been unused since... since.

Ta fucking Da!

How Long?

Been a while. How Long?
Too much to relate, but I will condense and do what I can.