t’s really been a couple of very strange days…(for those of you who hate novellas you my want to click away right now because this may take a while)

It was really kind of weird because as I live alone, well not really alone, I do have 2 cats…my sister today (we will deal with the other elements of that deal later)…was concerned that I don’t “socialize” enough…sorry sis but I realized that months ago and have corrected the problem…if I ever really had one…

I have been avoiding something for months…someone that I have know for like 41 years, and work for, for 30 some odd years…has been trying to get a face to face with me over a meal…well to give the man some credit…I never really worked for him…I work with him…he was always the boss but with a few exceptions he always after a brief discussion, well that’s not really true …we never really discussed anything…a friendly argument would be closer to the truth…I was usually able to convince him to just let me do my job…but he had no real contact or any power within the firm having retired a few years ago…I was dismissed a few months back…as I understood when we finally sat down yesterday over a fine lunch of Greek food…his concern was that I did not blame his son for my dismissal…his concern was that his son…who is actually my brother-in-law was not responsible…but then since the firm was sold about a year before…I knew the exact problem(s)…never did connect with the new “power” and wasn’t surprised that they found an excuse to walk me out…( and never blamed his son)

Have any of you ever grow up as a middle child…I don’t think that anyone who hasn’t can comprehend the following…so you have my permission to just walk away from here right now…

For most of my life…a least through my school years I hated my sister…well maybe hate is too strong…intimidated would be closer to the truth…parents, teachers, and the odd “friend of the family”…”Why aren’t your grades as good as…(name deleted)”…or regardless what had been the problem between me and my younger brother it was always my fault because I was older I should have know better…I have come to grips long ago with my brother…but it’s only been a few years that my relations with my older sister have…well…become good…

She had called me early in the week that she needed my signature on a document that was still required for dad’s estate…we had thought that hat was handled months ago…we though we had crossed every “T” and dotted every “I”…but then neither of us have no really idea of how deep and thick “RED TAPE” can be…well that’s not complete true…in her line of work she has a better idea then I do and she was surprised…

After all these years…(63 and almost 60) we have finally come to he realization that we have similar differences…we are both very intelligent, very logically and very driven…in totally different directions…is it surprising that we “butted heads” more then once…

(Did I ever say here that as much as I love my cats I hate it when their insistent for attention derails my train of thought and delays my postings)?

As much as I regret this as a life long fan and player into my 40’s of baseball/softball I have observed the passing of Henry A’s homerun record with great sadness…firstly because I have been a Braves fan for over 50 years…secondly because Henry A was a huge fav of mine…and lastly because as a reasonable decent college athlete, I really resent Bond’s appeal to the old dumb athlete stereotype…” I’m an athlete, I didn’t know what they gave me, I trusted them that it was okay”…

Give me a break…

Nite All!!!