Florida Ramble

Greetings, I'm settled in to Stuart, FL, once again. Dad's stable and looking forward to his 85th birthday celebration on Wednesday. I'm finally rested after a grueling several days attending my Aunt Priscilla's two funeral ceremonies in Bartlesville and Bethany, OK. Florida is a little different this time. Hot and quite dry. So much so that many wild fires have darkened the skies with both ashes and smoke. In fact, the air was so poor today I decided to stay inside to prevent burning and tearing eyes. I had an interesting trip to Stuart on United sitting next to a Patrick White from Chicago. It was funny, he had hiked the world's most interesting places like Nepal, Borneo, Europe, and South America. Unbelievably, he had never heard of Glen Ellyn or visited Galena. We had several good laughes and the long trip was made considerably shorter.
Well the deal is done. My son has decided to quit playing college hoops. It's tough for me to deal with, but for him it is probably the correct decision. We are waiting for his first year grades at Loras, and then a possible transfer to the University of Iowa. Man, does that hurt. The Hawkeyes have never been my favorite team but Iowa is one of my favorite states. I sure hope Patrick misses the game. He could have been a very good college shooting guard if he wanted to be.
Confidence is building. Calorie counting and nutrition label analysis is becoming a habit. After two weeks on the Weight Watchers Flex program I'm down 7 pounds. Not bad, but will it become habit? I think so. Everytime I contemplate binging on Ruffles, I think of Al Lowry. Now he's what fitness is all about, 5'11, 165 pounds and toned. Maybe, just maybe, I'll get to that point in my life. It is a matter of life and death, if I really think about it.
Not much else breaking free, so it's time to close. Peace and Keep the Faith.
Ricky