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TODAY’S THOUGHT

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

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DEATH DELIVERS A GUT PUNCH

I just about keeled over this weekend when my friend Lynne X told me that a mutual friend had died. The obituary:
Jack Hiatt is dead at 59
Jack was Student Council president and I was senior class president at Classen High School in 1967. We were pretty close, as I had been to his older brother, David, who was a senior and my debate partner my sophomore year. Jack dated a woman I just adored, Diana Dane, our senior year. He and I went to the drive in movie with our first bottle of Wild Turkey and you all know I had a love affair with that bottle for the next 30 years. He came to at least one of our class reunions and he was much the same except that he had something of a hearing loss in one of his ears. Even that was many years ago. I’m really really in denial. I just can’t believe it. Jack was flat out one of the smartest people I ever met in my entire life and left Classen to go to MIT, where he graduated in aerospace engineering. I’ve had other classmates die, but this one really goes to the heart of my youthful memories. Jack, rest in peace and God’s blessings on your soul. This is the second time in a short time that I’ve blogged about deaths that personally affected me. Getting older is not for sissies.

SINATRA SPEAKS

Thanks for the note and the wet food, Muffy, always appreciated. He’s being wierd today. He says it’s all right to pounce the little brown birds washing and drinking in my yard but not the little blue birds. Doesn’t he know I’m color blind? I don’t get the big deal about death. I’m alive. Death is not now, it’s when it is. Birds die and cats live and rule the world. That’s the natural order of things. Birds die according to which ones fly away and which ones let me get close, not according to their color or what he prefers.
No wonder cats rule the world.

FOR NO GOOD REASON

Lenny Welch sings his 1963 classic “Since I Fell for You”