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Birthday month, August evenings and a Haiku

August 16, 2022

Happy Birthday Lydia & Matilda!

Lydia has been teamed up with us for six years. Wow! Ever since she came, she’s given us a sense of fashion and class. Though anyone that looks closely will she she’s an eagle hanging with a bunch of turkeys.

It’s been a year since Tilly has entered our lives, and they haven’t been the same. She’s a mindful daughter, a devoted sister, and just a nut. A kooky nut which no one can take their eyes off.


August evenings.

Every year, at no set day, no set time, I catch a whiff of the air and it all comes back so clearly. Minnesota Sunday nights in August. Not just the picture, but the smells, the air. :10:30pm. Dad in his bathrobe, the backdoor open, the dew already piled upon the freshly cut grass, and the damp damp heavy air. The fan trying its darndest to keep air moving and make living bearable. The television is on channel 4, KXJB, and the Hole-in-One Contest with Jim Adelson is on until 10:45 when Gunsmoke will grace the air waves. That’s it. Nothing else. A memory that is so bereft of anything meaningful in my life other than I love to go back there for just one evening.


Strat-o-matic ‘77

After 8 weeks

AL East NL East

Mil 17-7 Chi 20-4

NY 15-9 Mont 14-10

Clev 14-10 Phil 14-10

Bos 12-12 St. L 14-10

Balt 11-13 Pitt 13-11

Det 10-14 NY 11-13

Tor 7-17

AL West NL West

KC 16-8 LA 19-5

Chi 15-9 Cinc 10-14

Tex 14-10 Hous 10-14

Cal 11-13 SD 10-14

Minn 9-15 SF 6-18

Oak 9-15 Atl 3-21

Sea 8-16

AL Leaders

Doubles Triples

Money-Mil 11 Brohamer CWS 4

DeCinces-Bal 9 Cowens-KC 4

Essian-CWS 9


Thompson-Det 11 Gamble-CWS 28

Gamble-CWS 9 Thompson-Det 26

Washington-Tex 23


Fisk-Bos .402

Meyer-Sea .396

Garr-CWS .387

Orta-CWS .382

NL Leaders

Doubles Triples

Dawson-Mon 11 Brock-StL 5

Cromartie-Mon 9 Howe-Hou 4

Parker-Pitt 9


Valentine-Mon 12 Valentine 34

Smith-LA 10 Smith-LA 28

Foster-Cinc 9 Hendrick-SD 26

Reitz-StL 26


Smith-LA .412

Dawson-Mont .402

Valentine-Mont .393

Templeton-StL .380


My Haiku






Recently a friend referenced this word in regards to me. It struck me as that was the exact word my uncle had uttered to me many a moons ago. And they are both 100% correct. I have it. Maybe “had” it, for many years. I had to be going somewhere to feel like I was progressing. Though, to be honest, I never really understood what it is, where it came from, etc. and I innocently asked those questions to the source that mentioned it. He replied, “It just is.”

That really made me go back into the recesses of my mind, to find what incident in my past infected with the apparent power of this word. My parents didn’t have it. My siblings don’t have it. They all love staying put. Friends? Nah. Books? I grew up in the 70s. I watched Three’s Company. I doubt that caused this supposed change in my DNA. Maybe it just is.




166 A.A.

Gramma out of the hospital. And back to normal. She bragged that in her room of four people she was the only one who didn’t wear diapers. And for lunch, while she was getting hiyashi chukka, my wife,

157 A.A.

Rainy season has lifted, and the heat has set upon us. Brutal. Adding salt to that wound is that mother-in-law is in the hospital. Gallstones. Two weeks. Two surgeries. On the bright side- Total expen

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