Today was much warmer than yesterday. It started out quite cloudy and even rained for a while, but the sun came out this afternoon and warmed things up nicely.

It was another eventful day. Chelsea and I went for our walk, a very successful walk. Then Dick and I went to Mc Donalds for Egg Mc Muffins for breakfast followed by our weekly grocery shopping.

We got home in time to put everything away, then piled back in the car to to to National Pedontics to pick up Dick's prescription insoles. That seemed to take forever. We had to wait almost a half an hour past our appointment time because the lady before us was such a problem. Not a mean or uncooperative problem. Her poor feet are so troubled by arthritis that they are just trying everything to get her shoes and insoles so that she is as comfortable and as mobile as possible. Dick says his new insoles are really comfortable and we got him new shoes also.

We stopped at Bublitz for lunch on the way home. Quite a pleasant lunch. When we got home we napped. Then I did some computer work and cleaned a bathroom and we racked the Currant wine.

Whew. Now I am watching Harvey. My annual watching of Harvey. If you haven't seen it. DO! The most charming movie I know.

Growing up on Pinehurst Court, as we did, was a very small town cozy way to grow up.

Across the street from us on the corner of Pinehurst and Pine lived the Billman Family. Louie Billman and my Dad were best of friends up until Louie died (of old age). Both of them had trouble walking. Dad used a cane for years and Louie used to occasionally ride his lawnmower across the street to visit Dad during the summer when it became to hard for him to do much walking.

One slippery winter day, Dad went for a walk. Why I don't know, but as he turned the corner off of Pine onto Pinehurst where there is a slight incline, he slipped on the ice and couldn't get up again. Now this is, of course, not funny, but Dad is very resourceful and independent. So - he crawled to the street sign on the corner and using his hands and his cane pulled himself to his feet and proceeded home.

A couple of days later when he was talking to Louie, Dad mentioned that he had fallen on the ice at the end of the street. Louie told Dad that he knew that, he had seen the whole thing. Dad asked him why he hadn't come to help. Louie said that he was watching him. He figured that if he had gone to help Dad, they both would have been down on the ground. But he told him that if he hadn't gotten up he would have called for help. That is a true friend. A friend who lets you try to get out of an uncomfortable situation by yourself, if you can, but is ready to bail you out if you need it.

Love

Mary