There is a new peril among pedestrians. I am sure that we’ve all fallen victim — hopefully without dire consequences. I was reminded of it just the other day as I was walking to the subway. I was about to step onto the first step of the stairs down to the subway when I bumped into the young woman in front of me who had stopped abruptly. After a moment, she proceeded. I noticed her smartphone and realized that she was texting. That explained her sudden stop. Perhaps an explanation but not an excuse.

"It is not the critic who counts;   not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles,   or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.  

  I think about the lessons that we have imparted to our children.    

 

Last night we celebrated 33. And we crossed an item off Shelly’s bucket list. The item: Rod Stewart in concert. Rod the Mod performed tunes from his catalogue including his Dylan cover (in honor of Fred?) Forever Young. The band members played a wide variety of instruments beyond the usual guitars, bass, drums and keys. At times a banjo, sax, mandolin, two violins, even a harp. At times three backing vocalists.

Tooling along in the right lane, south on rte 135, last week at about 60 mph (cruise control), listening to a book, heat seater and steering wheel heater on, and I'm enjoying the moment.   A blue Subaru mini SUV pulls up to my left in the middle lane and slows down. They position themselves just off my left front bumper. Then, without notice, they move into my lane. I step on my brakes while simultaeously downshifting to avoid an accident. The Subaru, seemingly unfazed, continued driving and got off at the next exit a half mile later.  

Forgetting money, everything has an inherent tangible value (more or less to each person and in differing situations or contexts).   For example, when we visited Cuba in 2016 I brought little paper American flags which I saved after their use for decorations on the Fourth of July and inexpensive white Rawlings baseballs.  

Let’s share snow stories. Rarely do I ask for reader participation in my blogs, but as I sit at home watching the snow fall, I wonder how others faired through the storms of March 2018. Those in warmer climes are free to join in....but please be gentle... As for me, yesterday’s morning commute was memorable in the paucity of cars on the road. After cleaning a little snow and ice off the car, I made it to the office without incident. The office closed early and the drive home was a bit more slippery. I settled in with office work, mobile devices, and remote access.