Monday, Sept. 15, was my Zoey day. Zoey arrived at 7:30 a.m. She has a very good memory. When I hold her, she points to my lower back and rubs her hand on my side, because she remembers I have pain there.
We all seem to have a trigger that transcends us into a different place in time. The new contracts to transport our astronauts to and from the space station could either direct you to new travel in space, or it could send you back in time to the days of Buck Rogers.
Wow! What a night! Last Tuesday, we attended an apron presentation at the Noah Masonic Lodge on Maple Avenue. As a mason Jim would have gone to the meeting anyway, but this was a very special meeting. This meeting was preceded by dinner and was open to family and friends of those who were receiving aprons.