Or as the Gullah spelling shown was D’fuskie. The island has been inhabited for thousands of years though most of that time was by numerous Indian tribes and mostly the Muscogee tribe which also provided the name meaning sharp feather describing the shape of the island. The Spanish date back to the 1500’s as having…
In all the travelling we have done, we never ventured to the deep south on a vacation. I’m not sure what we expected to see, taste, or experience, but it’s nothing like the imagination you build. Oh sure, we’ve flown in and out of Atlanta airport, but it hardly is representative of the south. I…
The title might be somewhat unclear. My son-in-law’s father was recently diagnosed with a stage four cancer. He is in his mid-eighties and lives a fairly healthy lifestyle. As a result of my daughter realizing a perspective that she doesn’t want to lose either of us, she has had this urgent message to Jen and…
Six weeks from getting sliced and diced and put back together with screws, rods and a little bubblegum and bailing wire to finish it off. Last week, we had my first follow-up exam, and everything seems to be on track and might even be a little ahead of normal. Now allowed to bend, twist, and…
Three years ago, this month, I decided to create a blog site as a mental health experiment and an opportunity to release the annoyance of thoughts floating around in my head without the ability to fixate on any one particular item. Things that didn’t deserve the time in occupying mind space and they needed a…
About half of every day, I shake my head at what is going on in America. More specifically the Republican Party politics until I think about things and realize both sides are playing games with our country. Politics is so filled with buffoonish characters that I struggle to understand how any reasonable minded person could…
This country has become a country of you either identify with this or that, you support one but not the other, and belief is real or fake. We seem hell bent to force people to choose, and our middle ground continues to shrink as a result. Others decide the issue instead of us taking issue…
Week One: One week since my surgery and I’m doing surprisingly well. Not sure why I was expecting a difficult time in walking, rising, etc. I thought that I would come out of this surgery more like my first one when it seemed I had to teach myself to walk and stand again. Maybe it…
3:30 comes early: The alarm clock sounded early and proud while I woke nervous and alone. Jen, next to me, but still asleep. Alarm clocks havn’t been used since retiring, so it came with some shock being startled awake by an Irish Sea Shanty. I had to take the second anti-bacterial shower inside of six…
Eve of My Change: On the eve of my surgery, I’m nervous and looking for things to do today to keep my mind off of it. Yesterday, we went for our monthly massages and my last one for a few months. I’m not sure it was a good idea as it was, quite simply, the…
