Posts Tagged ‘#memorial day’

I was riding my bicycle

Posted: May 28, 2024 in Holiday, My Tunes
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Really fast trying to get up a hill and then all of a sudden I wasn’t! I am 70 years old but I still try to get out and ride my bike as often as I can. Fortunately around my town they have a lot of paths that are off-road so I don’t have to compete with traffic. Unfortunately, as I was completing my bike ride, I drove through a local university campus. For some reason they had a couple of large cones or pylons and rope between them blocking off a crosswalk. It was too late for me to see the rope and I barely had time to hit my brakes.

I spent most of Sunday at the emergency room shortly thereafter. After a bunch of x-rays and CT scans no real damage but I’m not going to be moving my shoulder anytime soon.

I guess they never heard of caution tape!

Yes, for those interested in safety, I was wearing my helmet and safety gear.  I think it could have been a lot worse had I not had years of martial arts training. They teach you how to hit the ground and how to roll without getting hurt. It could have been a lot worse for a 70-year-old man!

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Instead of mourning death, celebrate life

Posted: June 1, 2015 in Opinions and Observations
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I have been busy lately and responses have been a little slow lately.  Work and projects are always taking up too much time, but it’s always the unexpected that throws you out of whack. While we had history, the recent reports of my mother-in-law’s health continued to decline recently.  She was 93, so we knew there would not be a lot of time left.  The death of family member or loved one is never easy.  As we get older, we travel this path more and more as those we grew up with grew old too.  There are very few friends and same generation family left if you live past 90.  Those alive probably no longer travel easily.

Her request was to have her ashes spread in the river in the same location her late husband’s ashes were released.

My daughter, Alisa, takes care of this blog for me and she lost her grandmother.  All the kids called my mother-in-law Nannan.  Shortly after midnight on Memorial Day 2015, Nannan did not hold on any longer.  This Memorial Day was for her.