The Lake Calms Down

8:13

7:43

Downed tree at Mc Clure at Lighthouse Point

It's 6:45 and I have been up listening to Morning Joe for about a half hour, reading about the storm consequences for the East Coast,  and the beginning of the return to politics, thankfully on hold for the past two or three days. Two things have surprised me the most, the fifty homes in New Jersey that burned during the storm and the cost to the country, supposedly 50 billion dollars.  Where does the money come from to pay for this.  Better cut taxes!

Yesterday was cloudy but cooler, with splashes of rain, nothing measurable.  We went off in the morning to check the Mc Clures house at Lighthouse Point and were shocked to see their huge maple tree down, across their yard and road, just touching their neighbor's front porch.  How sad to see this giant fall but no one was hurt and very little damage, other than lost of power for this neighborhood, and even the Lighthouse Grocery had to close, as their back up generator was not working.  The street was cleared by 4:00 and a line up of utility vehicles were ready to come in, replace the pole and get the power back on early evening.

Ron Mc Clure did come up from Pittsburgh, and I met him at his house, as he was arranging for things to be cleaned up.  We convinced him to stay with us, so he came over for dinner and stayed the night.  We had a dinner of chicken with artichokes hearts and mushrooms, then sat  around the fire listening to oldies but goodies until 11:00.  Ron is a real music buff, remembers all the groups, the band member names, the trivia, so it was fun to take this trip back down memory lane.  Dion and the Belmonts, The Penguins, The Del Vikings, Brenda Lee, The Skyliners, The Righteous Brothers and The Four Tops, to name just a few.  It all started with Elvis Radio on Pandora and expanded from there.  It's amazing how we could still remember the lyrics to the most inane songs, fifty five years later.  Where in our heads have those words been all these years?  And what an amazing vehicle is music, to conjure up these words but also the memories associated with them from our past.  I wish I could remember what we had for dinner two nights ago.  Just kidding...stuffed cabbage rolls and sauerkraut.