GOOD MORNING, FRIENDS

A Rememberamble for Wednesday, September 10, 2025

Well, good morning indeed! The last couple of days being cooler and breezy has been a very nice break from the heat. The forecast for this Saturday, the day of our Gathering and Story Revival will be pleasant with a high in the middle 80s, with no rain forecast. I am getting excited about Saturday, although attendance might be down, as some of our most stalwart regulars are not coming this time for various reasons, but I expect to have a decent size crowd and a fun day, regardless.

Of course, the best part of our Gatherings is seeing you and talking with you, but the food is always so very, very fine. I load up on deviled eggs and potato salad, and if someone brings a pan of dressing, I will be in hog heaven. Good moist cornbread dressing is my weakness, if it has sage in it, all the better. Well, this morning I have an appointment for 10:30 with the fabulous Claire Ault, FNP at Twin City Family Practice. Always place "fabulous" before her name, because she is. Claire is bright and bubbly, and cares for and about her patients.

She is great at her job, and her personality is amazing. She inspires confidence because she is skilled and thorough. She would be a better detective than Columbo, let me tell ya! When I first began having the terrible problems with my throat, she sent me to have a series of appointments with various testing places and physicians. Then those doctors sent me to others for testing and consultation. When filling out the paperwork for a doctor in Savannah, about at least four physicians removed from Claire...I hope that makes sense.

She sent me to specialists and then they did too, so that doc was four steps removed from Claire...I can't lie about it, I fibbed a bit on how long I had been stopped smoking. I had quit when I said I had, but I had picked it back up later and quit again in a few months, and I repeated that idiocy twice, but failed to mention those two months-long intervals. That was only one line on a stack of hundreds of sheets of paperwork my case had generated, I knew she would never see it. Well, she did.

"Be sure your sins shall find you out!" At my next visit with Claire weeks later, she laughed and reminded me I had fudged on my answer of how long I had been a non-smoker, on that doctor's stack of forms. I was as they say, "COLD BUSTED!" I really do enjoy being one of their patients, the entire staff is great. Okay, they say confession is good for the soul and I confess to lying to that doctor. Now, time for a change of subject. I can honestly say that I have not even once missed having television, which was among a few things I had to forgo as a cost-saving measure during this time when I can't work and have no income.

I have Netflix and streaming TV but have not watched it at all, being content to watch videos on YouTube. I think I will cancel Netflix too. My adult ADHD keeps me from watching movies, I have not watched a movie in decades, not at theaters, nor on television. I cannot stay focused for that long. One thing I could always manage though was to watch television, read, and have a conversation with someone all at the same time. I have had folks say there was no way I knew what the TV show was about while I was reading and talking to them.

I would then tell them what had happened on the program and they had to believe me then. Something I never could do, not at anytime in my life could I concentrate on anything, to the exclusion of all other things going on around me. I could be multitasking and no one could sneak up on me, I was always aware of everything. I know many of you are the opposite, my late brother Joe was an example of that, if he was reading or watching television, you would have to call his name several times before he could hear you and come out of his deep, deep, reverie and respond.

It astonished me every time I saw him enter into such a focused concentration that he had to be startled out of. Like I said, many folks are able to do that, and it is a mystery to me as to how it is done. Daddy was like that when sitting in his recliner, you would have to say, "daddy," several times before he acknowledged that you were speaking to him. Oh, he heard you alright, but hoped you would give up before he had to acknowledge that you were there.

When he finally did, he answered with a snappish tone, so us kids would say never mind and walk away. He was a smart man. I hope this morning's writing has not been overly banal, and not too dependent upon tropes. It is hard to be absolutely, stunningly, amazing, and brilliant every morning. But it means an awful lot to me that you come to see! Love y'all...Numbers 6: 24-26 KJV ..... we boyz three, babee conway, lil merle, & me