Thank you for your service

Fox News was on, showing a military band this morning, Memorial Day, in the coffee shop. A slightly built man in his 60s sat down at the table next to me. With the music providing the introduction,

I said, "Were you in the military?"
"Yes m'am, Army, 1964."
"Thank you for your service."

VietNam era. Many forgot to say thank you. Me included. We were so happy to get out of there. Millions died AFTER we ran out on them. We negotiated the deaths of millions of Koreans going on to this day with the truce in the 1950s. I don't know why we're not trusted or respected. We haven't been on a winning team since 1945. It's not like anyone should be afraid of us. Today they just say "we support you, just not what you do." That must not feel too great, but I suppose it's better than spitting or demonstrating.

Getting ready for the season

Looking forward to a great cup of coffee at Coffee and Cream at Lakeside, Ohio.

Seen at Caribou

A woman pulled up and parked at the coffee shop. There is a slight slope. She jumped out of the car and dumped the contents of her large thermos cup near the rear tire on the driver's side. On her way back with a full cup, the puddle had started to move. She walked through it and stood in it to get back in the car.

Moral of the story: Sometimes we have to walk through the mess we thought we'd never see again.

Career Yearnings heard at Panera's

"I've always wanted to be, like a, a missionary. I don't know. Like. Why. I'd love to go to Africa or like Asia. . . I'm only 24. I've got time to figure it, like, out."

Hmmm--this doesn't sound like a clear call from God. Maybe just a desire for travel and adventure.

High accident rate at 5 points

Today's paper said the UA police chief didn't see a need for the speed cameras at our intersections. The number of accidents in UA for 2006-2007 rose from 554-574, or 3.6%. The highest accident rate is at 5 points--right where I have my coffee! However, a lot of these must be fender benders, because I rarely see an accident, and if I get rerouted, it's usually near Rt. 33.