The longer the story, the shorter the hairPublished 12:01pm Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Echoes from the Loafers Club Meeting:
“I watched the movie Groundhog Day last night.”
“Again? You watch that movie every night. Why don’t you watch something else?”
“Because I like Groundhog Day. I might not like a different movie.”
Driving by the Bruces
I have two wonderful neighbors — both named Bruce — who live across the road from each other. Whenever I pass their driveways, thoughts occur to me, such as: there is something about us that makes us tell someone who is stuck indoors because of a job what a beautiful day it is outside.
There are two kinds of people in the world. Those who think there are two kinds of people in the world and those who don’t.
Antiques will be things of the past in the future.
Letting the cat out of the bag is easier than putting it back in.
It was a big day at the cafe. There were new nails to hang the coats on.
There was a birthday party for a gentleman there. He told me that he was “80-something.”
“What do you know?” I said in response.
“A lot,” he said, “but I can’t remember most of it.” His memory didn’t appear to be in embers. “I remember a lot of things that are gone, but I can’t complain. I get around much better than I did when I took my first breath.”
Mother’s Day in the rearview mirror
Mothers get flowers, candy or dinner for Mother’s Day.
On Father’s Day, fathers get something, too. Usually, it’s a collect phone call that goes something like this, “Hi, Dad. Happy Father’s Day. Let me talk to Mom.”
That is how it should be.
I had told a story about my uncle Bill. Bill was a barber forever in Burt, Iowa. Like many barbers, Bill enjoyed telling stories. The longer his stories became, the shorter my hair became. I love visiting barbershops. They are purveyors of infinite wisdom. Loren Opdahl of Woodbury was in the audience and after my talk, Loren told me I could get a BS by spending enough time in a shop. I don’t think he meant a BS in Barber Science.
Laura Luehmann of Gaylord told me when she and her husband Al moved from Fort Lauderdale, Florida to Minnesota, she thought Marty Robbins was singing, “A white fur coat and a pink carnation.”
Kurt Lehmkuhl of Arlington told me that when his son was quite young, the boy had a nightmare. While being consoled, the youngster was asked if he’d been scared witless. The lad admitted to losing one wit.
We spend too much time wanting what we don’t have
I’ve lived here all my life. I’ve traveled a bit. I’ve learned that there is no good weather. There is no bad weather. What there is, is unique weather.
I listened to a pastor read one of my favorite poems recently, “Present Tense” written by Jason Lehman.
“It was Spring. But it was Summer I wanted, The warm days, And the great outdoors. It was summer. But it was fall I wanted, The colorful leaves, And the cool, dry air. It was Fall. But it was Winter I wanted, The beautiful snow, And the joy of the holiday season. It was Winter. But it was Spring I wanted, The warmth, And the blossoming of nature. I was a child. But it was adulthood I wanted, The freedom, And the respect. I was twenty. But it was thirty I wanted, To be mature, And sophisticated. I was middle-aged. But it was twenty I wanted, The youth, And the free spirit. I was retired. But it was middle-age I wanted, The presence of mind, Without limitations. My life was over. But I never got what I wanted.”
It is the time to be kind.
“Do robin eggs all hatch at the same time?” Until they’ve laid a full clutch, robins allow the eggs to stay cool so embryos don’t develop. That way all the eggs hatch at about the same time. The mother robin may start incubating her eggs after the second egg is laid or wait until all the eggs are laid. The female usually does all the incubating for 12 to 14 days. She rarely leaves the nest for more than 5 to 10 minutes at a time. She must turn or rotate the eggs several times daily. Some birds like hawks and owls that lay eggs in cold weather, start incubating as soon as the first egg is laid. The eggs hatch in intervals, so that the oldest hatchling may be much bigger than the youngest.