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The Weather Outside Is Frightening

 We got our first credible snow forecast today. We haven't had a 'killing frost' yet so even if it does snow it won't stay long because the ground temperature won't support it. In about ten days we slowly dropped from high temperatures in the mid to upper fifties to this week the highs will be in the forties. Low temperatures are flirting with freezing and the end chills are dropping into the twenties.

Last Thursday, (10/22/20) we got a lot of rain. It was warmer so it wasn't that uncomfortable. But I thought to myself the next one might be the event that produces an ice layer. There may not be anything that threatens my health and mobility more than ice. To mock a local law firm, "One Fall That's all"

It's a little bit puzzling even to me, that I traveled through the rain to buy a loaf of bread at the Downer Avenue location from the Breadsmith. I used to play golf in that kind of weather, so that might explain it.

I was honored once more this week to have a pleasant lunch and a long conversation with Bill Sell. Bill is the south side's most fervent advocate, organizer, and the conscience of all of us who sometimes submit to our ego instead of our hearts. Whenever I'm challenged as to the right or wrong of an issue, a chat with Bill provides me with guidance out my dilemma. Bill is the late Congressmen Lewis's man in Milwaukee who will make good trouble.


I did a silly good thing. I like I'm sure many of you, got an offer to have my Facebook pictures made into a book. Silly, because I have all of the photo's they offered to put into the book. 

Spoiler I didn't take all of them. 

Good, because it forced me to label them which I had on my to-do list for (I won't put a number on it but it's) more than a year.


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