As my children were growing up they were enamored of the sixties and in particular of Woodstock. They wanted to hear stories of that era, but not the reality of it. It was, in part, a culmination of the events of protests, marches, sit-ins, flower power, and let’s face it, drug abuse. But the era was much more than that.
In an effort to give my children some perspective on the sixties, I did not want them to view Woodstock at Max Yasgur‘s farm as defining those times. It was not an era to be …

Bought a treadmill using it everyday did not decorate it. Thank you Dorothy L. my mind feels fat. what to do get on now. music too and “Welcome to the Cavalcade of Sports, ladies and gentlemen”
“I read the news today, oh boy.” Too much today it’s all too much. Turn up the music push plus button on the treadmill. Faster gotta go faster
Politick of politics anger and words. Gun at President’s Town Hall meeting Oh God. Push the plus button go faster turn up the volume yes
“And I’m lookin’ here …

Sinatra sang, “Regrets, I’ve had a few but then again, too few to mention.” We all have regrets in our lives but sometimes there are smaller things to lament. They don’t rank as high up as the top rung, so I denote them as being third-tier laments. No, this is not my “Bucket List” because most of these items cannot be done or undone and to the best of my knowledge, I’m not dying yet. “Bring out ya dead!” That’s a line from some movie, but I have digressed.
I will list some of …