M and I kid that between us we have one good memory. Visitors to my office have noticed that my memories improve on things I may have learned before 1965 ... the year I married! Oops!
Yesterday, the lick of the dog that bit me?! Never explained. I was in a-fib brought on maybe by exertion. I worked like a beast of the field on the leaves. I popped out of the arrhythmia. Fo figure, the youngsters say.
Thus, is life and its unpredictability in the Last Quarter.
Any case, popped back in last night .... and went for ride in my Little Beast car for a meeting of, I'd guess, a 50-75 crowd ... a youngish reading group.
There's a bit of doggerel here somewhere.
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