After moving back to the lower 48, I have bought an RV and have been living on the road.
By: joealaska , 1:52 AM GMT on March 29, 2013
My boss was in town the last couple days. I have been trying to tie up loose ends at work at the same time. Then I have been packing up all my stuff, still needing to clean the place up before I leave. It will be another busy weekend. Bad time for cleaning up, I fly out 4:30 Sunday.
I am looking at Dutch Harbor with a different perspective now, maybe I will not see it again. It is a real possibility, but odds are I will return to help finalize training of my replacement. My future here is very uncertain. I am OK with that, actually.
So today I was looking around as the sun broke out and it turned spectacular. Eagles were buzzing the Tahoe as I drove. It snowed heavy fat flakes while it was bright sunshine. I have my northern door wide open as I type. A big fat neighbor cat is on the chow porch feeding. Snow Black was here earlier today.
I had dinner with the boss last night, along with GNU and a customer who was in town. The boss left at 10:30 AM. Suddenly I am feeling a bit lame-duckish. I took care of a little business, and everyone else seemed under control. So I went home to finish packing and start cleaning up.
Then it hit me, NCAA BASKETBALL today. So I turned that on. CBS again ran that 21 year old replay of Christian Laettner and his last second shot to eliminate Kentucky. LET IT GO. Although it is pretty cool when an ALL TIME NCAA MOMENT involves someone beating your team.
This year UL will get a chance to DUKE it out. Like in 1986.
So I took the cats out for test drive #2. No drugs, no liner (yet). My theory seems to be working. There was much less yowling, 100% less urine. Fluff continued with the meowing. LET MEOW. LET MEOW. Over and over. But it was a murmur, not a yowl. Dutchie was much better, with only one cry, probably a SHUT UP to Fluff. Then I let them out and it was business as usual, Dutchie was rolling on the floor. One more test on Saturday. By Sunday it will be routine.
BIG DAY tomorrow. GOOD FRIDAY. No, I am not talking about when Louisville will break into the Elite Eight. NO, not talking about the big day for Catholics.
JOE KENTUCKY TURNS 90!
Then he is staring at 60 years with the same lady- DOTMOM this October. Unusual these days.
Dad could not turn on a computer if he HAD to. Somehow he has gotten past that. Facebook? Twitter ? EMAIL? Might as well be talking French to him. But he can handle German...
His parents came over on the boat from Germany / Austria. His dad did some intensive labor jobs like mining in New Mexico, then working in machine shops. . His mom was always cooking great family meals, so energetic. Honest hard working people who made this country great.
Dad somehow met a country girl while he was living in Cleveland and she was in farm country a couple hours south.
But it all worked out.
They had 4 kids, and he became successful in sales and sales management. He went from being a salesman to being president of a company with over 100 employees. I worked there awhile during high school and college and everyone liked and respected him. The business prospered and expanded while he was running it.
He was a good athlete, especially at golf. Very competitive. We have played MANY rounds together. It has been good, bad, and ugly (mainly for me). But it has been a great way to spend many hours with my dad enjoying an afternoon on the golf course.
He is a good father and husband . Church-going.
Great sense of humor.
World’s greatest dad? Probably. More likely in a massive tie for first place.
I could not ask for a better dad. It is a tough job I will never know.
Thanks for everything you have done for me and given me. I can never repay you.
There is still MORE GOLF TO PLAY Dad.
I cannot wait to see you in a few days.
I love you.
YOU ARE THE MAN.
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