Wednesday, April 25, 2012

I Needed A Little Humor

I was going through my Inbox trying to cull it down from over five hundred emails to a more manageable number, when I came across this humorous video. I have seen it before, laughed at it then and after watching and laughing my way through it a few more times, decided to share it with you.

See what you think of this Ray Stevens' classic?

I try to follow his logic and he seems to have it correct. Do you have any problem with his logic?

This is the shortest post I have ever put up. I am practicing for my three hundred word eulogy of Jeff on June tenth. At least, I think that is the date. I cannot believe it, this whole post and I only wrote one hundred fifty-six words, and one video! Maybe I better work on making the next one a little longer.

I look for your comments.



Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Great Quote I Needed

If you are a regular follower of my blog, you know I wrote about losing a good friend to cancer. If you want to read it, go to my April first post, and read what I wrote about my friend, Jeff Farnam. We lost Jeff on the eleventh about 6:30 that evening when he had been moved to hospice, asked several of his friends to come to his room and had all the life support systems turned off.

It has been a week now and I have had a hard time dealing with the fact we will never again sit in Calhoun Square and watch the scenery! Sit in on one of his photo sessions and watch him work, or meet at Lucia's or the BLB and share a meal and stories.

His service dog, Reggie, has been adopted by a good friend of Jeff's, and will have a loving family with a Standard Poodle as a constant playmate.

I have been asked to be one of eight speakers to eulogize him at his service, which has not been set yet since they are having a hard time coordinating all the pieces Jeff wanted for his memorial. I will let you know when it finally happens in case anyone wants to attend.

Jeff was a micro-manager and is still controlling many things even though his remains are sitting in a safe place until the day comes he will be put in his crypt.

He told a good friend he wanted the speakers to say no more than three hundred words. Well, there is no way he can control me and the length of my eulogy from where he is now; but if you know me, you know I cannot say anything in three hundred words! I plan to read my post from the first, but I will say a few words before that too! I This post is already over three hundred words!

I was inspired to finally write this by going through some old email and culling the files to clean the folders up a bit when I stumbled upon the first part of this quote and it was not credited to the author. 

A quick Google search revealed the first sentence was only part of the quote. The second sentence was the rest of Joel Kogel's quote. I like it: 

The worst thing in your life may contain seeds of the best. When you see crisis as an opportunity, your life becomes not easier, but more satisfying. 

 Joel Kogel

I can certainly relate to this quote to my life, especially the first sentence.

I look forward to your comments.



P.S. Four hundred fifty-seven words including this Post Script! What did I tell you? 

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Happy Easter!

To all my Christian friends, I wish you a Happy Easter. It celebrates the day when Jesus was resurrected from his tomb and came back to life. Today, it has a special meaning to me since my friend, Jeff, whom I blogged about last week, is still with us and at the hospital. He has not moved to hospice and I am making plans to go to visit him again on Tuesday! It truly is a day to be thankful!

In that vein, and with tongue firmly planted in cheek, I want to share a very famous picture with you I am sure you have all seen before. In this Leonardo da Vinci painting of The Last Supper, I want to tell you what Jesus is saying.

Now, you need to know I do not have verification of the authenticity of this quote, but I found it on the Internet, and we all know, if it is on the Internet, it must be true, correct?

According to my source, Jesus is saying, Everyone who wants to be in the picture, come on this side of the table.

Click on the image to make it larger:

I know I called it a picture and it is really a painting, but cut me some slack, okay? After all, it is my blog! I know cameras were not invented until the nineteenth century and da Vinci painted this in the late fifteenth or early sixteenth century. He lived from 1452 to 1519, but I got carried away.

I look forward to your comments.



Sunday, April 1, 2012

I Could Not Say, "Good Bye."

Yesterday was an extremely difficult one for me! I went to see a longtime friend who is an old quad like me. I knew full well it may be the last time I got to see him as they were transferring him from the hospital to a hospice center sometime this week.

Jeff Farnam broke his neck in 1963 when he fell out of a cherry picker while trimming trees as a part-time, student worker at the age of fourteen. I met him in 1975 or '76 at a National Paraplegic Foundation meeting and have been friends ever since. He had an old Mamiya camera on a small tripod sitting on a lapboard taking pictures of people at the meeting.

That sparked my interest in photography. I learned much of what I know about taking pictures from Jeff. A few years later we both moved to Uptown and lived just a few blocks apart. For many years, we would meet at  Lucia's, The Uptown Bar or Bryant Lake Bowl for brunch on Saturday or Sunday. Once he retired from the City of Minneapolis, we would meet during the week, share a meal and watch the women. We ALWAYS watched the women!

We would run into each other on the sidewalk or in the lobby of Calhoun Square, sit next to each other, facing opposite directions, carry on a perfectly normal conversation, and not look at each other. You guessed it, we were watching the women.

Once he mastered photography, and he was very good! In fact, he took the studio shot I have on my homepage of my website and the profile of this blog. He moved on to remote-controlled airplanes. He belonged to a club out in the southern suburbs and flew his planes every chance he got. He has some big planes with wingspans of five to six feet! Several of them hang from the ceiling in his dining room, living room and office.

Then it was on to the real thing! Here is his plane he flew for several years:

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He always wanted to get me up in it, but I had no desire to leave the ground in that thing! I went out there once and got up close to it, saw how small everything was, and politely declined!

Standing on Jeff's right is his other passion, his constant companion, Reggie. Reggie and he were inseparable. He got Reggie for socialization reasons. Yes, that means meeting women. If we would be sitting someplace and Reggie was in his working harness or vest, people were supposed to leave him alone.

However, if you were, female, young and attractive, you could pet him till your arm fell off! Jeff had his standards. I have always contended, Learn the rules, then break some of them. Jeff is a master at that.

We had often spoken about making a movie about the two of us and called it Grumpy Old Gimps. I guess that will not happen now. He and I share that same dark, acerbic sense of humor that has gotten us through these many decades of living with a spinal cord injury.

When it came time to leave, I could not, I would not say, Good Bye. I simply said, Later. Just like I end all my blog posts.

Jeff replied, See ya later.

As always, I look forward to your comments.