I am rethinking Wednesdays. For a couple of years I have done the way we were Wednesdays, I have a lot of old photos, but I am kind of bored with it. Spo - the dear - has been doing Wednesday W's - who, what, where and such, this past week Diaday did wordy Wednesday. I kind of like the variety.
The photo above is of a farm a couple of miles up the road from where I grew up. 50 years ago the farm was one of the few in the area that raised lambs for 4-H and the Eastern Michigan Fair. Most farmers wanted nothing to do with sheep. I was slightly surprised and very pleased to see that the farm is still raising sheep. I imagine that the current farmer is my age, the kids or grandkids of the farmer from 50 years ago. Sheep were a sign of consistency, something that is today, as it was decades ago. The way we were.
What have I been thinking about? Visiting rural Michigan, I was reminded of how difficult the economy was when I left there 45 years ago, it still a tough place to make a living. For every $40 an hour job in the car factories, there a 100 $12 an hour jobs, and $24,000 a year is hard to live on. When I hear the unhappiness with government - part of it is people struggling for a lifetime - with glimpses of prosperity, that never seems to reach them. We expect cheap food - and farmers struggle to find happiness.
Where have I been? The Condo Community Center. It closed for Covid, then underwent a total rebuild. It is much more open, much nicer. It was needed. It took about a year longer than expected. I have to say it is nice.
What have I been reading? I recently finished "How Mind Changes" and "A Perfect Score." Spo mentioned the first one, it is an exploration of how people change their opinion or beliefs. It is very well written, if a little long. The second one is about a winery. It is a print book, destined to go back the building library (I didn't like it.)
Who have I been talking to? My sister, my brother-in-law's medical journey continues to have bumps in the road - two ER visits and a few nights in the hospital. We met a couple of neighbors at the Community Center reopening, there are at least 3 gay couples in the building (I expect more.)
Who deserves to be slapped? The "financial advisor" who manages an endowment that benefits my office, who left the entire balance exposed to market risk. At least three slaps out of five.
Well that is a look back at 50 years ago, a few Ws, and it is wordy. I hope it is not too long. Isn't the sheep sweet and cuddly looking?