Up with the sun, boy. Carol is on the
phone with Mary Lou as the sun roars in the northeast bedroom window. More
later. - Amorella
1014 hours. Went down for a leisurely
breakfast with the paper and when Carol got off the phone I found Mary Lou is coming
down for lunch (she left already) and she and Carol are going shopping at
Macy's as they both have coupons. So, I helped straighten up downstairs (I have
dusting to do). At least it is also more leisurely because there are no movies
to edge us to a timed destination. My MacAir is as my childhood favorite
activity of sitting in a dark closet with the light just creeping in like green
vines beneath the closed closet door. I enjoy quiet contemplation, any kind of
contemplation actually. I have trained myself not to need the dark or the
quiet, fingertips to keyboard does just nicely. In the dark the screen is on as
low as it will go. There is more than enough light to see the screen. Neither
eyes nor fingertips have ears, making the silence naturally reverent. I get
along in the world and I also get along in my own. In my full seventy years
none of this is really new, it is part of who I am as a human being.
You were thinking earlier on how one of your
first creative writing assignments for students was to give them three
unrelated words and they had to put them together in a short story of a
paragraph or two, this began in the 1966-1967 school year at Magnetic Springs
Junior High School. You liked it because in a sense you were the chairman of
the English department. You were the English department. See, now that brought
a quiet smile. - Amorella
That's what I told myself on the way
to work. Magnetic Springs is a little town west of Delaware, Ohio and I lived
uptown at ten and a half West College Avenue in the south apartment next to the
entrance stairs. I know there were two apartments because later Mary Lou and
her husband lived in the one on the northwest corner of State and College. The
rent was sixty or sixty-five dollars a month. Mr. Hume (sp) owned the building
in which he had his dry goods store.
** **
History
Magnetic Springs earned its name after
the discovery of mineral waters used for healing processes. Word spread across
the country of these springs, and tourists began visiting from locations nationwide;
even foreigners appeared occasionally. Hotel resorts sprang up, and the village
boomed. Following the discovery of modern medicinal cures, including the
vaccine for polio, the interest in natural healing remedies faded, and the
city's tourism industry collapsed. By the early 1980s, the hotel resorts had
been torn down.
During the Prohibition era of the 1920's,
the village was a local hotbed of bootlegging and gambling, although it faced
vigorous opposition from the mayor, Mary McFadden. She also led bond raising
campaigns for a public services and a larger town hall, and to encourage full
council meetings she cooked dinner for all the members.
The Magnetic Springs Water Company, a spring
water company founded by Robert Scheiderer using the local springs, originated
in Magnetic Springs. It has since relocated to nearby Columbus.
Edited from Wikipedia
** **
1101
hours. I looked for the old school on Google Earth. I assume it has been torn
down. The school district is still Richwood City Schools, Union County, at
least I assume so.
This relates to who you are, boy, and you
have not forgotten any of the schools where you taught, even old Olentangy High
School where you did your student teaching. No shame in having the memories,
again the attachment is with the classroom, the curriculum and the students.
You think, "if only I could remember all their names,". - Amorella
You
have your earphones but you won't need them if the girls are shopping. You
might stop by the Apple Store to see what's new. Take some cold cash along just
in case. Relax. Post. - Amorella
I'll take the money, Amorella, but I cannot imagine buying much but perhaps a new plug-in. One's enough I think, but maybe a spare for the trip.
1426
hours. Lunch at Cracker Barrel after which I got the car washed at Mike's Car
Wash. We headed in to Kenwood and the girls are shopping at Macy's. I stopped
by Apple and glanced around. Nothing worth my money. The Mac Air appears
exactly as my own (that's a good thing); I have to say, I do like the iPad
Mini. When my present iPad stops that's probably what I'll buy but for now I am
fine. No need for the cold cash, Amorella, but I felt better having it. If I
were younger I would have probably bought the mini outright, but I don't care
so much anymore, particularly with having Paul's old iPhone. Life is good. I
have the sunroof open and the windows down; it is very comfortable having a
casual sweatshirt on.
My
old student and friend Dr. Zach asked me to join (I misunderstood; he asked me
to 'like' his site) his atheist organization today and I wrote him:
**
Thank
you for the invite to your cup of tea, but it's not for an old agnostic by the
likes of me. Why? I'd have my doubts you see.
With
kind regards,
Rich
**
Zack
emailed back:
Have a Good Friday
nonetheless! I wonder what Merlyn would have to say to Jesus among the Dead...
**
I was thinking about
writing something clever but he asks a good question. I am thinking
hypothetical here. Merlyn traditionally is a Druid first but he knows the ways
of the Western Christian Church of the seventh century. He knows Greek and
Latin as well as Celt and the Old to Middle English of those times. At least
this is how I see him in the Merlyn books. I have no idea what he or anyone
else would say to Jesus upon meeting him on the street let's say. And,
hypothetically, what would Jesus say to Merlyn in return, then or now (among
the Dead) in our twenty-first century?
This is a complex
philosophical question. What would anyone say to Jesus, and what might Jesus
say in return upon such a meeting among the Dead? (1448)
I don't feel uneasy
thinking about the question, but I do feel somewhat unqualified, even in a
fiction to conjure up a suggestive dialogue between Merlyn and Jesus.
Let's stick with
Zach's question: His assumption is the Jesus is among the Dead and Merlyn is
standing next to him. I would assume, as human beings, they would exchange polite
pleasantries as this is a chance meeting. In the hypothetical, beyond the
pleasantries, who would speak first and what would he say? Is this acceptable
so far? - Amorella
It is to me, at least
in the hypothetical.
In either case (that
is either one is speaking first), I suggest this opening: "How are you feeling about yourself?" - I say this in context that both are well known
among the Dead and both carry a human burden in being known, that is, being
famous/infamous among all the human dead. Post. - Amorella
2306 hours. I have
been thinking on this off and on and I think this is an excellent question for
any one of the Dead to sincerely ask another sheorhe cares about. It is an
opening for an honest heartansoulanmind dialogue by any two or more of the
Dead. Thank you, Amorella. It takes me a while to realize how perceptive you
are about being human.
Ironic, huh? Time for you to get a good night's sleep, young man. Post.
- Amorella
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