We went to the Viking Club last night for cubans and a beer and on the way home, it was already sleeting a bit. We woke up this morning to a wet snow on the trees, some on the lawn, the temperature just about freezing. We hadn't been to the Viking Club since last fall, so we thought we better make use of our dues. We ended up sitting at the bar, talking with a couple who come their often; they live in Jamestown, he's a bus driver for CARTS and she works in the city offices, as well as moonlights at Bon Ton. The entire time he (Tony) played the lottery game, one dollar a tickets and you can win up to 75.00 if you have the right ticket. While we were there, he probably won about 150 though he must have spent close to that much to win his money. It seems to be the thing at every private club we have been to, the Rod and Gun, Viking and the Vets. People sure don't mind losing money for a good cause, I guess.
I went to breakfast with Charley Heinz this morning; he had stats he put together about each NCAA basketball team, their graduation rate, how they compare, which is interesting. Needless to say, Kentucky and UConn seem to be at the bottom for graduation rates. We then went to Westfield Hospital, for Evie's mammogram, much less people traffic then Jamestown and only five or ten minutes farther. We then worked out at Turner for an hour and are now home, heating up the other half of my cuban from last night for lunch. It's still gray outside, lots of fog on our drive north to Westfield, a bit over the lake as I write.
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