Before I came into her life and carried her away, kicking and screaming, to spend our days wandering America’s highways and byways, Terry lived in a cozy little cabin in Arizona’s White Mountains that was filled with antiques. She had everything from curved glass-fronted Hoosier cabinets to an impressive collection of oil lamps. But these days I’m the only antique she has. Even though we don’t have room for antiques in our motorhome, we still enjoy wandering through antique stores wherever we are.
Though the antiques are a thing of the past, no pun intended, Terry has a lot of other interests that have worked out well with our fulltime RV lifestyle, including weaving, spinning, cooking, and kite flying. Now she has found a way to blend two of them together.
She has always loved antique doorknobs, so we picked up a few recently and bought a three foot long steel rod. Yesterday I cut the rod into three almost equal lengths with my Dremel tool, the only power tool I’m allowed to play with, and Terry mounted these doorknobs on them to make custom kite stakes to stick in the ground to hold our kite handles when we’re flying our Revolution quad line kites. I think they’re pretty cool.
We’ve only got a few days left here on the Long Beach Peninsula, and then we’ll go back to Seaside, Oregon for a while before we start making our way down the coast. People keep e-mailing to ask us why we have not left yet, because the doomsayers are predicting a major earthquake “someday.” They were talking about this back in the late 70s when I was in the newspaper business here, and when Mount St. Helens blew, they were screaming it was going to happen at any second.
And it didn’t and life went on, and before long there was a new catastrophe to worry about. There’s always a new catastrophe to worry about. Yes, there probably will be a major quake here someday. Or a tsunami. Or something terrible. And yes, I’m going to die of something someday. Maybe today or tonight, or next week, or 20 years from now. But in the meantime I’m not going to stop living because I’m too worried about dying.
Have you entered our latest Free Drawing yet? This week’s prize is an autographed copy of Baca: A Ronny Baca Mystery by my buddy Billy Kring. When L.A. Private Investigator Ronny Baca takes the case to find a missing actor, he thinks, How hard can it be? The answer is: Very. Before they know it, Baca and his partner Hondo Wells are dealing with the Russian Mafia and undocumented aliens, bodies are piling up, and time is running out. To enter, all you have to do is click on this Free Drawing link or the tab at the top of this page and enter your name in the comments section at the bottom of that page (not this one). Only one entry per person per drawing please, and you must enter with your real name. To prevent spam or multiple entries, the names of cartoon or movie characters are not allowed. The winner will be drawn Sunday evening.
Thought For The Day – I bought a time machine but it won’t be here until last month.