Notes - engine / BP from Aunt Patsy / nix extra / no gravity / book genealogy

         You awoke early and were immediately thinking about Robert and how he is your friend in your heart and how you were fraternity brothers at Country Club at Otterbein. You think – ‘Amorella is wrong, I do have a brother and a friend, Robert. Like other friends, he is in my heart first not my mind. This is the reality that counts most because this is what one takes with him.’ Is this not so? – Amorella

         0530 hours. It is so in my heart, Amorella, but my agnostic mind still has its doubts.

         This is the engine of humanity that keeps you writing, boy. Why, because if you don't take your heart with you when you die, then at least you leave it with you here. Post. - Amorella

         0550 hours. Exactly. 

         Mid-morning. You would have slept in longer but for the fact that Jadah the Cat woke you up for needed attention. You began breakfast, as Carol was finishing, read the morning as well as yesterday’s Sunday paper. Before you left last Friday a birthday note from Aunt Patsy and Uncle Ernie. It is written on a plain old-fashioned five by seven note paper, folded for the envelope with a pink sticky note saying:

        Printed by a very low vision 95 year old.

         Your book covers are just beautiful, a great job.

               The inside of the unfolded note says:

         Love from Aunt Patsy and Uncle Ernie,

         Oh no, it surely can’t be true

         That Richard is a grandfather of two

         Why it seems like only yesterday

         When an early surprise came our way

         So tiny red and still alive!

         To enrich the world of literature

         Enjoying it all, I’m sure,

         Being in a creative and teaching career.

         Especially Mr. William Shakespeare.

         The years have passed quite fast it’s true,

         And it’s time to say to you, now seventy-two,

         Happy Birthday, and have a wonderful year

         Full of contentment and lots of good cheer.

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         1005 hours. What a wonderfully creative poem from my Aunt Patsy. I am sure she read it to Uncle Ernie before sending. I am honored. Thank you for sharing it here, Amorella.

         Post. - Amorella

          1044 hours. I chose to delete the 100 or so concluding words and instead ending with, “This concludes the first volume of Great Merlyn’s Ghost.”

         The short clean sentence concludes better than “The End”. Post. - Amorella

         Afternoon. You re-submitted your final draft to BookBaby a short time ago. Presently you are waiting for Carol at the bank and will shortly be eating lunch somewhere in the vicinity of the Voice of America Centre at Tylersville and Cox Roads. – Amorella

         1344 hours. I hope I have this draft right. It is in its final form no matter what. I have apologized to BookBaby several times. It is so awkward and embarrassing to me that I cannot communicate well with people. Either my ears aren’t listening or I misunderstand what someone is saying or I become tongue-tied. Who would think I would ever try to write a book in the first place? Some people are born to be private and invisible in the world and I am one of them. That’s the way I like it. Life is humiliating in many ways. Sometimes I think even being here is humiliating. I must have been born before – it sure feels like it and it is another try; a second time around; and I still don’t get the fuller learning experience. That is what it feels like in this momentary circumstance.

         Where did all that come from, boy? – Amorella

         1353 hours. I don’t know. It was a thought. I’m letting it go. At times I really do not like living in this world all that much. It’s a sore spot and makes me angry in the moment.

         You’ll feel better after lunch. – Post. – Amorella

         1501 hours. We had lunch at Panera/Chipotle and are at Kroger’s on Tylersville. Errands and lunch are done for the day. I’m reading a new Popular Science and after I’ll work on chapter three though I forget where I am; too many interruptions. I do feel better after lunch though. It is warm, humid and cloudy with rain showers visible in the distance to the west and east. It is supposed to cool down. That’s fine with me I like Fall weather. In another month we’ll be ready for our trip to Niagara Falls. I can hardly believe Carol has never been there. I’m looking forward to the break.

         If you could be some other place, boy, where would that be? – Amorella

         1515 hours. Someplace without gravity.

         You are home, post. - Amorella

         1746 hours. I have been working on condensing Grandma -3 but I still have 3000 or more words to go. There is so much material.

         Read ahead to see is important in the next story. – Amorella.

         1758 hours. This is interesting. I am going to have to make a genealogy starting with Criteria and Renaldo.

         Why don’t you do this first, and go through Grandma Five then we can summarize and better put this together in words you are comfortable with. Later, dude. – Amorella