Will anybody at work tell him?
I've had better, I've had worse.
We left the house about 4:15 to get Pam to the airport for her 6:15 flight. She called a little before noon to say she'd landed in Grand Rapids. It's just Jack and me for the next 10 days and neither of us is thrilled with that, but both of us will survive.
I came home, ate breakfast, walked Jack and went out to the garage to work on Ilsa. We're in the early part of a 5-day heat stretch with temps in the upper 90's so anything out there has to be done before about 9 a.m.
I put on a generator belt, threaded the plug wires through special clips I picked up yesterday and put a connector on the condenser wire and hooked it to the coil. Not much, but it's all progress and it's all I had time for.
While I was doing that work I noticed the front tires on my Sorento. Yikes! The inside edge of both tires were bald. Grrr. I now have two new tires and a dent in our pocketbook.
While I was out I picked up a battery, gear oil and six quarts of 10W-30, all necessary for what I hope is the initial fire-up on Saturday. Steve will call me tomorrow to let me know if he can come out Saturday morning to go through the rather complex process of that break-in.
While I was driving around the classical station played Samuel Barber's "Adagio for Strings," without a doubt THE saddest piece of music ever written. You cannot listen to that piece and not think someone just died.
Someone did.
We have a friend who's a cop with the Walker, MI department. One of his colleagues was killed today as he tried to put out stop strips. The two fleeing bank robbers hit Officer Trevor Slot and killed him. Death can come at any time to anyone but it seems especially weighty when it comes to someone in the line of duty as they serve their fellow citizens. Officer Slot leaves behind a wife and two daughters.
And of course we pray for Tom & Shelly and their boys. This has to give them pause.
My primary activity for the day was immersion in Romans 2. I spent time with it in my chair, at Discount Tire, at Jimmy John's (lunch) and while walking Jack. In this case the question is not, "What is Paul saying," but, "What is it's significance in the 21st century?" How does it meet life? The basic premise is timeless, its specific manifestation(s) specific to our zeitgeist, there's the rub, the preacher's task.
We'll spend more time together before the day's done.
F1 is racing in Japan this weekend which means it's telecast live at 10:30 p.m. Saturday night here. I love my DVR.
3 comments:
Someone did die.
The first time I heard Barber's Adagio for Strings was on TV during the weekend coverage of President Kennedy's death.
I was eight at the time but to this day whenever I hear that piece of music, and I do love it, my thoughts always go back to that time.
John in Shoreline
John, I have that same immediate association. I was 10 and can still picture the cortege on Pennsylvania Ave. I don't know if that music was played during the procession but that's how it goes in my head. I'm sure it was the first time I heard that piece, too.
As for the leading pic ... I did that a fee months ago having dressed in the dark to keep from waking my wife. Same make of shoes, one black one brown. Nobody at the office even noticed until I realized it at 3:20 PM and started laughing out loud. I think folks rarely look at footwear on men.
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