july 23 2022

my email sometimes provide my "to do of the day." and first one was .... check the horn on the goat--- i keep forgetting.. and visually it looks like it is curving backwards toward his skull-- and it will continue to grow  oushing everything out of the way,,, including his skull and brains... so i really must--and probably shorten it somehow. : horse hoof file???? handsaw??? or bryan....???   if i can just saw off an inch he would be good for another 5 years... at least dr pol says so....

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how hot is too hot???? too hot is when it is more enjoyaboe to sit in the house and make spread sheats of everything rather than even start the car. 

not to knock the crazy spread sheets--- i discovered a deposit that never made it from lynns desk in it's purple envelope

 to the teller at the bank...  that means i can .. with great delight  just smile when janine says " will you stop spending money--- less is better" 

which brings to mind..... at least my mind... life insurance.    $9.95 a month for 60 to 85-- well i got one of those yesterday and read it while thinking "spreadsheet".  they offered me (84) $20,000 life ins for $70 a month-- i would be paying them $840 a year... so for them to make a profit i would have to pay them for over 20 years-- hmmmm --- there is something i am missing then they got into "double if you were on some public transport.... like plane".  in big print.. so the small print must say something about  paying the $20,000 if you perished on Saint Swithens Day.  before 11 am... i do remember my father had such a policy.. and we did get a check  for $10,000 out of the blue.... i never knew he was paying it...

Dad... and his money management.... boy were dollars a big difference back when this happened..... mother put a poem on our mirrors every week.... we were just expected to learn those--- but "if" by rudyard kippling  hung in the hall-- and we would get $10 to memorize that.....

Well I learned that and got my $10 but I also remembered father's lesson of how bankers made money by just loaning it to people so I kept my $10 in my jewelry box which really didn't  have very much jewelry in it but every once in a while when my parents were going out to dinner father would come to me and say'I forgot to cash a check may I borrow your $10?"   of course I said--- and I charged him $0.10 per day for that $10. I think I also inherited a poor memory from my father because I found if I did not remind him that he owed me the $10 I might get as much as $0.70 for doing nothing at all just because I had loaned out that asset of $10... I did very well with that $10 which I learned from memorizing IF... till my mother stepped in and started reminding him.. she had a better memory.

 

As for her memory... I forgot what she was cooking but every once in a while she would stand in front of the stove and say “flour sugar soda salt eggs milk and butter..”   just to be sure she had included all the ingredients for whatever she was cooking.. ‘

My other memory of numbers was that we used to go out to dinner as a family on a fairly regular basis.. to joes.. which was a spaghetti joint down near the river the Hudson River.. where I would have spaghetti with just butter on it and it was $1  another gastronomique memory is on special occasions we might go to bear mountain inn and there on any special day I might be able to have a shrimp cocktail.. which was $2.50 to go with the roast beef dinner which I believe was $8.99. that's how old I am..  More numbers???  my first job out of college was with Smithsonian. tracking satellites. and my salary was a huge $98 because I was a math major... my roommate Ruth...hadd a weekly salary $50 because she majored in English.   she also passed Colby’s  damn 500 words spelling test first time round.

98 dollars was a lot of money then..  but remembering my father’s  aversion to  bankers in general I did not buy a car and have car payments --- I bought a Vespa motor scooter for cash.

I commuted year round on that motor scooter  ---- in a business suit of course----and eventually commuted from Cambridge out to 128---which was basically against traffic and it worked very well.. meanwhile Ruth with her car payments and income of $50.. who often had to borrow money from her father who I think worked for a banking outfit..... 

Tales from my youth....

And--- at one point I changed roommates and lived with “?alice? “ who was the Harvard band’s. “mother”  and met a lot of  interesting people... somehow my rent included vacuuming her rugs on the stairs—and I remember how picky she was about those stairs, and how I vacuumed them. The only name I remember was Bill Rinehart—from ohio... he was the big drum hitter--- the harvard  drum was so big someone pulled it on a wagon.---- he also tracked satellites—I wonder where???  Anybody  know a Bill Rinehart about 86 years old?

 this photo is something about 50 empty busses, the parkland shooting  driving somewhere