We drove over to Sanibel Island and then onto Captiva Island for lunch at the Mucky Duch Neighborhood Pub on Friday, our last full day in Florida. Partway across the Sanibel Causeway, there is a fishing/picnic/rest area. I launched the drone off of a picnic table and did a little flying around. I did a quick edit and this is what I ended up with.
We took a 27 miles bike ride this afternoon. Okay, it seemed like 27 miles but was actually a bit less than 10 miles. Okay, … 3/4 of a mile IS less than 10 miles!
Beautiful riding conditions with beautiful scenery even if I was a little wobbly. It’s different than riding a motorcycle, that’s for sure. I told my brother if a cop was following me I’d probably be pulled over for a sobriety test. This was a stop at the beach.
I posted this video back in 2011. My young friend Tommy had to do a presentation for a communications class he was doing. The object of his presentation was also my friend. A few years ago young Tommy was diagnosed with colon cancer. His battle with cancer ended peacefully yesterday morning. Tommy was 39 years old.
Tommy and his dad both walked to the beat of a different drummer. I think that’s why I liked them both so much. Rest in peace, young man!
These four friends of mine and the daughter of one of them all got their heads shaved today at a fundraiser for the St. Baldrick’s Foundation to raise money for childhood cancer research. The two guys on the left side really had a lot of hair too. Our group raised over $3,000 in today’s event. I’m very proud of these guys.
Today, March 16th, would have been my dad’s 106th birthday. Work was hard to find when he was a young man. Dad worked as a farmer and took a job for a while doing construction work in Michigan before coming back to Missouri in 1942 to work in a plant that made asbestos shingles in St. Louis. He worked there for 31 years until he had a heart attack and was forced to retire at the age of 61.
He had only been to the doctor once (for a relatively minor foot injury) in all the years he worked at the shingle plant until he had the heart attack. It was at that time that he was also diagnosed with mesothelioma.
He spent the rest of his years on a farm they had purchased in Southeast Missouri around 1970. His health declined in the late 1980’s and he died in 1990 at the age of 78.
The photo is of my dad and mom – date unknown. Click to enlarge.
It’s February of 2018 and I’ve been using Facebook for 16 years and just this morning I learned that there are “Filtered” Message Requests. Filtered Requests is defined as people with whom you are not connected to your friends list. There are a couple dozen messages going back to 2009 in my filtered group. Some are spamish, people wanting me to like their page, but several are things people sent me to see if I would like them…. and they’re pretty interesting. I’m embarrassed that I never saw them nor acknowledged them.
You get to them by clicking the messenger button and at the very top clicking Message Requests and See filtered requests.Click image to enlarge.