Here it is Wednesday. It was chilly this morning when we walked and really did not get over 50. It is supposed to warm up on the weekend. We are really in need of some rain.

The best friends are comfort friends
The friends that come in youth
The ones with whom we shared missing teeth
Acne, lies and truth.

The above is the start of a poem I am working on.

Had lunch today with several of the "comfort friends" that I graduated from high school with. We ate at the Firehouse in Sheboygan Falls. We graduated 47 years ago and try to get together every couple of months.

Wendy Shrank had given me copies of some writings of Gerry Gartzke, a man, who lives in the old Brickner Woolen Mill apartments and is very ill with cancer. She asked me if I had come up with any ideas for publishing the writings. I have been thinking that perhaps we should produce a bbiography of Gerry to give meaning and background to the reader and include the writings throughout the biography. She is going to see if perhaps he would be up to the two of us interviewing him to try to put this together. He does have good days and bad days as he is very ill.

My cousin David Bowser, it trying to convince me to help him put a book together of the Bowsers and trying to sweeten the idea for me by including the Deeleys (who are not related to him at all.) I would like both of these projects but am a bit afraid of the committment. However, I will be done with council this summer and then can keep my church stuff down to just helping with events and choir.

I hope I don't bore you with my days and plans. It is really nice for me to be able to recap the day and include my dreams.

My brother Jeff had hernia surgery today. Mother said he is home and OK but say a little prayer for him.

A William Jones said "The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook."

Be well

Mary