Hands in pockets: Ricky, Jared, RJ, and the kid
I’m grateful that my sons have such great friends to pal around with. This week two of the Core 4 who room together at Sam Houston State (e.g., my younger son and RJ) were reunited with the other dynamic duo, Ricky (University of North Texas) and Jared (Blinn Junior College) for the first time since they left for college.
Although it was a short videogame-playing session, I could tell that they had a lot of fun, judging from all the laughter coming from our game room. Here’s hoping this is an unbreakable bond for these Fantastic Four friends!
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My older son came home last night from UTSA.
Little bro was glad they were together. Here’s to having fun until they leave on Sunday!
We’ll break out two new menorahs this year . . . if the other one arrives on time.
Chanukah starts tomorrow night (yep, it’s early), and, believe it or not, I’m just about ready. I even used more-appropriate gift wrap, for a change. Pats on the back for me!
My coy boy
My younger son arrived home yesterday afternoon from SHSU. His older brother still has three classes today at UTSA before he joins us tonight. There will be joy, merriment, and lots of Chanukah candles to light. Plus Thanksgiving!
As always, there’s a lot to be thankful for! Happy Thanksgivukkah!
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The 35th president
It’s hard to believe that it’s been 50 years since President John F. Kennedy was assassinated. One way to tell how old someone is: Ask where they were when they heard the tragic news that the handsome, young leader of our country had been shot and killed.
Of course, I remember it clearly. I was 10 years old and in the fifth grade at Gale School in Chicago. An announcement came over the PA system that the president had died. We all stood for a moment of silence. I recall that one girl was giggling from the awkwardness. I felt sorry for JFK’s widow, Jackie, and their young children . . . as well as for our country.
The next few days my family was glued to our TV watching the grim footage of Kennedy lying in state and then the funeral procession. I still remember seeing the horse-drawn caisson carrying his coffin. It was a quiet, reflective time for my parents, three siblings, and me.
A lot has happened politically in our country, both positive and negative, since that day. I often wonder what the U.S. would be like if JFK had lived and was able to finish out his term(s). How different would our lives be?
Of course, that’s pure conjecture. The best we can do is to remember some of JFK’s words as we navigate an always uncertain future:
• Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future.
• Let us not seek the Republican answer or the Democratic answer, but the right answer. Let us not seek to fix the blame for the past. Let us accept our own responsibility for the future.
And, of course:
• My fellow Americans, ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.
These words are a priceless legacy.
One of the lakes in our master-planned community has a water feature that causes waves . . . in a good way.
Looks like an LP
When I pass by it during my morning jogs or walks, those circular swirls always make me think of a record. Of course, I’m dating myself with that word, seeing as how vinyl has become passé and obsolete. But it was a big part of my teen years in the mid-1960s, as I wore out the needle on my suitcase turntable.
Round and around and around they go.
Naturally, the song from my past that readily comes to mind is “Groovin’’ by the Young Rascals (1967).
Maybe I need to check out the lake on a Sunday afternoon!