Life and Interests

Besides family and travel my interests seem to be narrow until I start to look at them. I love old cars, you cannot tell, huh?

Just after a very sad time in Shirl life, the losing of Jim a fantastic guy & husband, she was faced with his many collections. There were collections of: radios, speakers, computers, belt buckles, toy cars and real cars. As she started to sell and give away the collections, she offered me any of Jim’s cars.

My answer was, “I want all of them, but I have to turn down the magnanimous offer.” It was a very generous offer, the collection was Studebakers. She had some classics. But Sherry and I thought about it, She said whatever you decide. WE travel, as much as I would have loved to have had the 1956 Power Hawk, I declined. I settled for the set of glasses, I have been just as proud of those, however as I stated on another entry there is only one left. LOL.

I have other interests, I love to write (you cannot tell that either can you?) It is hard for me to keep an entry less than 350-400 words. I know, I know, Some do not mind the length, but others do. We live in a rushed time. Some folk follow ‘xxx’ blogs. Betty, the Corgi lover, follows many. I guess Ole’ Robert in Athens follows more than any one. I follow a few, all you guys are interesting, but as you know it is time consuming. I know that.

(above at a book fair in Key West (with hair))

I love to entertain, but with some regret, I am unpacking all my ‘stuff’ and leaving it here, I have reached the age I dreaded. You can become a bore. Folks won’t tell you, but ‘facts is facts’, I ain’t got it anymore. Oh, but were we good? Wow! From Cuba to Canada,  Sherry always in the background with lights, etc and putting me in the spot light.The largest crowd was a few thousand; the smallest crowd was 1 or 2. I loved them all. Before I leave this subject I must try to give my reasoning: My brother Odis was the Michael Angelo of wood, he was a craftsman.

Odis on the right,me on the left (notice the dark beard!) Od built all these ships. The USS North Carolina was donated to the USS North Carolina Memorial and displayed there for years.

His last project was a desk for Mom; it looked like a tenth grader had built it. My Mentor, JR Campbell, was an exceptional artist and entertainer, in his time. He was showing me his latest paintings before he died; they were the work of a 9^th grader at best. I told Sherry then, I do not want to do that. So my stuff will go into storage, until I am younger. Ha! Sometimes age brings sorrow, but it also brings facts of life in old age.

I will keep my painting supplies and canvas in the basement, along with a few magic tricks.  I think I can still paint landscapes.

Regrets? Nah, God has been good to me, and life has treated me more than fair. Thanks for coming this way.

NIte Shipslog

PS:

More Hollywood squares:

Q. As you grow older, do you tend to gesture more or less with your hands while talking?
A. Rose Marie: You ask me one more growing old question Peter, and I'll give you a gesture you'll never forget.
(atta girl Rose!)

Q. Paul, why do Hell's Angels wear leather?
A. Paul Lynde: Because chiffon wrinkles too easily.