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Like The Maidan Tied To The Railroad Tracks

Face it we're all, Like The Maidan Tied To The Railroad Tracks. To further the atmospheric think of Johnny Cash singing, "I hear the train a-coming. Coming down the tracks." The one huge headlight on the charging rail beast will soon brighten the scene, and our end will be accomplished. I'm speaking of the arrival of Winter in Wisconsin. 

Sadly we are closing the season I call "The 120 Days Of Possible Good Weather In Wisconsin." And there were good weather days this season. Correct me if I'm wrong, but it seemed like the warmest days were in late June and early July. We experienced a few days with disagreeable conditions. They being the outbreaks of high temperature and high dew points that produce the environment that sucks the energy out of you and make you wonder why you didn't buy that air conditioner. We had far more days in the mid-seventies to the mid-eighties with low humidity.

T seems to me we had pleasant weather with enough rain to keep the vegetarian inspiring and the gardens robust. I'm not looking at N.O.A.A. statistic's and my antidotal musing may be influenced by the fact I live a block from Lake Michigan's shores on top of Yankee Hill. It is true that it is cooler by the lake.

This type of weather has persisted into the Fall, where we had only one night of frost and light sweater conditions extending into mid-October. But one look at the calendar, and you "hear that train a-coming."


Kid's I've hardly met, but I know from Facebook and Instagram.

As my friend Larry Krolikowski told the other day, I'm aware that I'm not a customer of Facebook. I'm the source of data they use to sell to their real customers. For this price, I've not only been able to keep up with some of my family members but the families of people I know. Sometimes the information is in the photographs; sometimes, the benchmarks have been included in entries. Regardless of the method, watching these kids grow has been interesting and refreshing.

So thank you, Mike DeSisti, Jonathan Gundlach, Chris Larson, Jonathan Brostoff, Amy Grau, Julie Rowly, Stacey Schnetzer, Kim Schmidt, and Keli Olin. Honorable mention to pet owners, far too many to mention, who put their dogs and cats in the same class as children.

Facebook is a huge data collection machine. It can be maddening in several ways, and no doubt spews as much misinformation as a daytime host on Fox (Where is the program "The Best the Russians Can Produce?"). 

However, if you are smart enough to sort the wheat from the chaff and get some benefit from Facebook, many of us do, it's no worse than a nosey relative.

Breaking news on the families I follow: Magdalyn "Maddy" Rowly-Lange was accepted in The Rep's Professional Training Institute.  Good Luck and continued success, Maddy.




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