One of the things on my honey do list was to take this box and 2 bags of used sneakers to a store called Philadelphia Runners.
As I drove these running shoes to their new home, I kept thinking to myself,
"Damn, my kids bought a lot of sneakers over the years."
All three of my kids ran track, my oldest Erin having the longest career as she ran through her college years, and it was she I was thinking was responsible for this crazy amount of sneakers. I thought to myself, "no wonder I can't retire yet."
But I was wrong. This box of sneakers ended up in the back of my car because of the efforts of my middle daughter Bryn, ( teaches at a boys high school and coached their distanced runners at the time) who had her students run a sneaker drive of sorts, where they donated old but still wearable sneakers to be given to people in need. To bring this story full circle, Bryn may have gotten this idea from Erin who is working on a documentary about the sport of track being a way out for under privileged kids. At the next family dinner I'll let them hash out who was more responsible for this generous act.
When I put this box in my car I noticed a pair of Nike running shoes on the top. I wondered, who wore these? What event did he participate in? When he laced these babies up was he nervous about the upcoming event? I wondered, did he win?
It's quite possible the next person who laces up these worn but usable sneakers will be nervous too. But his concern may not be the outcome of a race but rather, will he/she be getting enough food at his/her next meal.
You see, through the efforts of establishments like "Philadelphia Runners" these shoes are being given to a non-profit organization called Soles 4 Souls.
This Nashville Tenn. based organization takes donations big and small and distributes them world wide to people in need. They'll take donations like a box of used sneakers from me, as well as donations from retailers who have over stocked items they need to get rid of. Instead of them ending up in a landfill where it will take years for the material to break down, they will end up on the feet of those less fortunate.
I urge you to take a look at them. They do much more than I am able to explain on this blog.
They do really good work.
I took my camera with me when I went to drop off those shoes. I took a few shots, a peak into my area, for no apparent reason.
This building below is within walking distance of my house. Built in the 1800's, it was a hotel at one time. Why would their be a hotel at the intersection of this sleepy New London town, I have no idea.
It now houses a awesome home made candy store....within walking distance......not good.
The building below was a schoolhouse back in the day, where two signers of the Declaration of Independence were taught.
Across from the schoolhouse is a baseball field where I learned, about 15 years ago, my athletic career was over. My brother called me one day and said he and a bunch of people were playing baseball and needed one more player. Sure, I'll play.
It was near this fence in center field where I embarrassed myself that day.
I retired my glove, and my arm.
A rail road track in West Grove, which is the next town over from where I live. I haven't seen a train go by there in 20 years.
Here's hoping everyone is having a good week. And don't forget Soles 4 Souls.
"No my lady," I said when my wife asked if I was going to bed yet.
"Ok my lord", she replied when I explained I was going to watch the end of the NCAA championship game. "Your loss."
We just finished watching 4 episodes of Game of Thrones on demand, before the NCAA championship game began tonight. For some reason right now I have a hankering to take sword fighting lessons and to call all my female friends "My Lady."
I think my wife and I should continue to address each other as "My lady" and "My Lord." It has a nice ring to it.
My daughter Erin, as she swooped through Brussels on a recent business trip, satisfied this guys addiction to chocolate by picking up and giving me a box of Pierre Marcolini Chocolates.
I'm heading home tomorrow after spending a 3 week chunk of my life living on a boat with 5 other guys, while we towed an oil barge back and forth from Houston to Corpus Christi, Texas.
Tomorrow about 5 pm I'll be sitting in a seat on a Southwest Airlines flight that will take me home to the Philly area. There's a good chance there will be a beverage of sorts in my hand.
Can you say, YIPEE?
So goodbye noisy engine room.........
and hello again to surprise visitors to my back yard.
Goodbye beautiful bride who I do not know. It was nice crashing your wedding a couple weeks ago.......
Hello people I know really really well.
And so tomorrow begins another 3 week chunk of my life, this one at home with family and deer and raccoons that steal suet and a dog I'll walk.
By the weekend the boat will mostly be out of my consciousness. I won't wonder how the engines are running any longer. I'll stop wondering where the boat is. After 3weeks of nothing but boat boat boat, it's tough to just turn it off. It's like detox. It takes a while. Come that first weekend, I'll have it kicked and it will be all about home and family.
That's usually about the time the "honey do" list makes it's first appearance.
Now I get it, well, maybe.
I was talking to my wife today after not talking to her for a day or so because we were underway at sea, and we discussed what you may be imagining............ the outside lighting on our house.
And then I remembered a comment I received on a previous post in which I questioned the validity of Pinterest.
I was told it's basically pretty useless (that has been proven to be true up to this point ) but it is a good place to sometimes get ideas for your home, or whatever project you have going.
So, as my wife and I discussed the possible height of our soon to be new lights, and the various models, it hit me.
So off I went to my new "idea" site. Who ever thought an "idea" site would catch on?
Well, I'll tell you this, I found a lot of ideas of what I DON'T want, but still, I can see where that site could come in handy in a pinch.
Pinterest? Yep, I'm all in.
Ok, so I popped in to see what CNN was talking about today, and yes, you guessed it, Flight 370.
I know I know, I said I wouldn't watch anymore, but I couldn't help myself.
I don't mean to make light of the tragedy that took place and the 370 lives that are presumed lost. I can't imagine how the family's of those doomed souls feel, considering everyones apparent ineptness at finding a plane that somehow just disappeared out of the sky.
What I am making light of is this "Saturday Night live Skit" CNN calls it's coverage of this disaster.
I mean, seriously, can you be anymore over the top with your coverage?
Their never ending banner that runs 24/7 across the bottom of the screen which yells,
"BREAKING NEWS!! FLIGHT 370........."
Hey CNN. It's not BREAKING news anymore.
They now have a counter going, telling us the ESTIMATED BLACK BOX LIFE.
Last I checked it was 6 DAYS 2 HOURS.
It's like the Times Square countdown to the new year. The only thing missing on the CNN set are the party favors.
Just when I thought I'd seen everything that would make Walter Cronkite puke, their coverage switched from the studio to a guy standing in a little boat 10 miles at sea from Perth.
Was he in the search area, is that why he was in a little boat? Hell no. He was hundreds of miles from the search area.
So.....did they put him in a boat no where near the search area so as he was talking about the authorities searching the ocean for clues, we could get an idea of what the ocean looks like?
As they were wrapping up the segment, Wolf Blitzer ( I always think of Dash Riprock of Beverly hillbilly fame when I hear his name ) asked the reporter standing in the little boat hundreds of miles from the search zone, if he see's any junk in the water where he is at. I could tell the reporter just wanted to yell at Dash, I mean Wolf, "hell no I don't see anything in the water, I'M HUNDREDS OF MILES FROM THE SEARCH ZONE !
I like to learn something new everyday, if at all possible. Some days I am more successful at that than others.
What I learned today was this. I learned that my blog gets about, say, ummm, 4 billion views when I post photos of a wedding I serendipitously bump into while tied up to a dock in Corpus, compared to say, ummm, the 3 I get when I'm explaining the merits of a pinned tug to a wire boat.
Message received. Note to self. Know your audience.
I need to crash more weddings.
Just for the heck of it, I turned on CNN today. I didn't learn anything new by doing that.
CNN had a virtual fly over of the ocean looking for the downed airliner.
Quickly, I switched to Fox. They were dumping on Obamacare.
Everything is as it should be.
The deckhand today made shrimp tortellini. It was very good.
I had one job. Take the garlic bread out of the oven.
I lost focus. Burned the bread.
Nothing new there.
I received an email today from another chief engineer, a male, who I hadn't seen or talked to for a few years.
It contained a link to a WomansHealth article, concerning weight loss.
I took a good hard look at myself in the mirror before replying.
I can only hope his email was hacked.
For some reason I was thinking of the Sandy Hook killings today.
Which got me to wondering how successful my President was at toughening up our gun laws.
A little research proved this....
Hey, I've had Obama's back all this time. I have to put up with all the Obama haters on Facebook, of which there are billions. I firmly believe that Facebook was invented just to raise my blood pressure.
Is there one democrat on Facebook? I think not.
Anyway, the gun laws are still a joke. Not much has changed. A few tweaks here and there, but nothing earth shattering. I need earth shattering Mr. President.
I'm getting tired of the excuse that the republicans won't let him get anything done. Seriously, if he were a better politician, i.e. Bill Clinton, a guy who knew how to work the system, he would get more things done. I think he's a good person with some ground breaking ideas, he just couldn't work the system.
Hilary will do much better.
Oh man, with President Hilary in the oval office, Facebook's going to BLOW UP.