When Tom pulled into Bernie’s driveway, he knew he would have to wait. Bernie was never ready. Tom tapped the horn twice, and waited. After a few minutes, the double garage door opened. Bernie walked between the two shiny black SUVs struggling to carry his golf bag and his small suitcase. It was overcast and looked like rain. Not a great day for golf.

“The goddamn weather never cooperates. Every year we start off with a lousy day,” said Bernie.

He was already complaining.

Tom jumped out of his white SUV and popped the hatch back.

“Good morning to you, Mr. Sunshine. The weather is suppose to clear by the time we get to the course.”

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It started when I happen to look down and notice my left ankle was swollen. I hadn’t fallen or twisted it. There was no pain. I had range of motion. There was no redness or rash or heat. I showed my wife Maureen, a registered nurse, the next night. She asked if I could breathe okay and pee okay. Her feared it was a DVT, a deep vein thrombosis, a blood clot. She was anxious to have me seen. She knew I didn’t want to see my family doctor because his office was a longer drive away, and pushed me to see my rheumatologist who is closer. I knew this would mean getting sucked into a process of phone calls, seeing different doctors, and tests. I would become one of those old people whose life is regulated by appointments. I called my rheumatologist who treats me for arthritis. I was secretly hoping that was the cause of the swelling. But I knew I was looking for an easy explanation. The nurse practitioner said let’s try elevating the ankle and icing it for a couple of days and see what happens. The swelling did go down a little, but not completely. After a couple of days, I called her. She suggested I come in and get it checked, appointment number one.

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Jack knew he had to go slowly down the steep, winding road. The wet leaves made it even slicker. It was only seven o’clock in the morning, and the sun was trying to break through the morning fog. He was riding the break as he eased around the tight curves. He and his wife had arrived at the lake house late the night before. He was going down to the general store at the bottom of the hill to get coffee and some breakfast food. He first noticed a whisper of smoke coming up from the side of the narrow road that dropped into a deep ravine along the right side. As he got closer to the spot, he saw the skid marks through the wet leaves. He slowed to a stop, and looked down the rocky edge of the road. He could see the black SUV on its side being held up by a small tree keeping it from dropping even farther down the ravine. It was leaning down on the passenger side. The front and back wheels on the driver’s side were off the ground, and still slowly spinning. He pulled to a stop about twenty feet passed the spot, and jumped out.

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It was a 96 mile an hour fastball Tyson Chambers had seen many times. He was just a split second late. The ball went slicing down the right field foul line curving past the extended protective screen. Frank Miller was watching the ball the whole way. His wife Helen was sitting to his right. Frank reached over around Helen’s shoulders, and pulled her head down toward his lap. As he turned his head to the right, he could see the blur. The ball hit him on the left temple. There was a loud thud. The ball ricocheted three rows to the right. Frank slumped forward. There was no blood. The side of his head started to swell on impact. The marks from the baseball’s stitches could be seen on his face. Helen sat up and cradled Frank in her arms as she screamed. Frank’s eyes were open, but they didn’t see.

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Five years ago I wrote that sixty-five was everyone’s last birthday. You enter the 65+ category and you’re just one of the millions of baby boomers who are parents of adult children and grandparents. Your adult children will eventually start treating you like a child and your grandchildren will grow bored rather than excited when they visit. But I would now argue, that I’m turning seventy, that birthdays that end in zero have a special significance. Kids get exited when they turn ten, double digits, and they have many more ahead. Birthdays that end in zero are more special than all the others. You’ve completed another decade. Birthdays marking another decade sound better. They can be expressed in one word. Even seventy sounds better than sixty-nine. Birthdays ending in nine are the worst. It’s as if you’re waiting to be accepted into a new club, but you’re just not big enough. When we were kids, we always wanted to hang out with the big kids.

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For people of a certain age, meaning older people, the question that is asked with every new encounter with a friend is, “Did you get the vaccine yet?” It is like waiting for acceptance into an exclusive club. When just about all your friends say, “Oh, yes we got our shot”, very casually as if to say, “Of course, we got the shot, haven’t you?” You then have to sheepishly say you’ve been trying for weeks and you’re on nine lists waiting to be notified and you’re very frustrated. You know deep down that your vaccinated friends are thinking “Loser”. You wonder why they are being notified for an appointment and you’re not. You can’t get away from those pictures of that needle going into all those old arms. I wince with jealously every time I see it. It’s the lead story on every newscast. Millions of vaccines are on the way. President Biden says there will be enough vaccine available for every American by the end of May. But will there be one for me and my wife?

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It’s hard to imagine, but I’m about to agree with Donald Trump. He has gone after Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell as he has many others who dared criticize him and failed to show unwavering loyalty. In a blistering attack on McConnell, Trump called him, “a dour, sullen, and unsmiling political hack”. Trump called on Republicans in the senate to replace McConnell. Trump’s description fits. McConnell years of supporting and enabling Trump’s madness will haunt him forever. He’s gone from the powerful position of controlling the senate and giving Trump what he wanted to a pathetic, disingenuous loser. Just look at his behavior on this second impeachment trial. First he said all senators should vote their conscience, indicating he had an open mind on the case. He then delayed the start of the trial. He then voted not to have the trial at all because of the lame argument that impeaching a president who had already left office was unconstitutional. Most constitutional experts disagree. He then voted to acquit Trump. And finally, he stood on the senate floor and said, “There is no question, none, that President Trump is practically and morally responsible for provoking the events of the day.”

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Yes, I watched just about all of the Trump impeachment trial over the last week. I, along with everyone else, knew what the results would be. But it was history. It was important to witness what the two sides would say to make their case for incitement of insurrection. The House managers wove together a compelling visual case of the months long campaign by Trump to deny the election results and whip his fanatic followers into a frenzy that ended in one of the worst days in American history. Trump’s defense lawyers said Trump was exercising his First Amendment right of free speech and was not responsible for the actions of the mob he encouraged and the whole impeachment trial was unconstitutional. But it really didn’t matter in the end.

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You may have never heard of Lord Acton, a British politician, historian, and writer in the 19th century. He’s credited with the phrase, “Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely” It has been proven over the history of civilization. Unchecked power is a dangerous drug. A story broke this week in the Los Angeles Times about an investigation into allegations of racists remarks, bullying of female managers, and the blocking of efforts to hire and retain Black journalists at some of the 28 CBS owned television stations. The President of the Division Peter Dunn and his number two man David Friend, the Vice President and News Director at WCBS-TV in New York, have now been put on leave while there is an investigation by an outside law firm. A couple of years ago allegations of sexual misconduct led to the firing of CBS President Les Moonves, Anchor Charlie Rose, and 60 Minutes Executive Producer Jeff Fager. Dunn and Friend remained in their jobs.

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The dawn of the new day in America actually came at dusk last night at the Reflection Pool flowing out from the Lincoln Memorial. The hundreds of lights that lined the pool to pay silent tribute to the 400 thousand Americans who died from the virus that has consumed the country. A few brief words from Joe Biden finally brought light and empathy that all of us longed for through this darkest of years. The comforting words of “Amazing Grace” sung by the young nurse from Detroit who has been treating Covid patients and trying to cheer and encourage her fellow health care workers as they tried to treat and comfort the dying. We were seeing a man who has suffered losses beyond words who understands what the country needs.

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