Category Archives: Daily Life

Great actor

http://ew.com/movies/2017/09/15/harry-dean-stanton-dead/

Cowboys Brave Hurricane Harvey to Rescue Cattle – The Team Roping Journal

https://teamropingjournal.com/blogs/cowboys-brave-hurricane-harvey-to-rescue-cattle

Stuck in the Road

Lol Came across this one today in my run south. They need to make those dolly legs fold-a-ble.

RIP Mr. Don Williams

http://www.rollingstone.com/country/news/don-williams-countrys-gentle-giant-dead-at-78-w501990

There’s a Birthday at the Rochester Bureau Today!


Yes everyone, “Slick Nick”, the director at the Rochester Bureau turns 65 today.

Grandson

This is Michael. Our middle was on an outing with us today.

Thank You, Nick & Ron

A big thank you being sent to Rochester Bureau Chief Slick Nick and avid reader Ron Logston for well wishes sent my way during this time of crisis.

Appreciated the card from your church, Ron.

Hiccup

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Good Friday, everyone!

Seems as if it has been forever since I have been able to communicate what has been happening Inside My Mind.

The past couple of weeks have been a whir of active inactivity. I spent five days back in Regional Hospital and went through three visits to the Emergency Room – twice to Regional and once to Sullivan Community.

Tuesday this week I received the word from my lung doctor, Ajay Deshpande.

If the chronic obstructive pulmonary disease – chronic bronchitis – continues on its current course it may run that journey within the next months.

All the repeated trips to the ER, the long-term hospital stays and constant pneumonia attacks were zapping not only my energy, but the life from my body.

The doctor said the best direction at this time was to prepare and go to hospice – at home – not a facility. My chances were better being able to stay home than repeatedly having to call 911 and run to the ER for admittance.

The risk is at an all-point high that I will continue to be afflicted by pneumonia, which is what is – to be blunt – killing me.

I have communicated with my family.

I am at peace and content, come what may. I am ready to go home.

That does not mean that it has not been depressing and a heavy weight.

On the good side, as my nurse, Tabitha, told me – instead of calling for an ambulance and running to the hospital, they, Heart to Heart Hospice, bring the hospital to me in Mark’s Den.

My sons, my daughters-in-law and my adorable three granddaughters will all be here together on Sunday, June 11, for the first get together we have had in four years. This had already been planned.

There will be good days.

There will be bad days.

When I am able, I hope to continue to share both here as well as return to my daily recap of the news, Kernels From the Cornfield, and give my opinion on whatever at From the Cornfield.

I appreciate all your thoughts and prayers.

That’s the way it is this sunny day in the Cornfield.

And how is your Friday going?

A Thoughtful Man

Health
Health
His name is Jedidiah Winterhawk. A man living I guess on next to nothing. I see him in the area quite often and always wondered why, The “Pink” beard? I had my thoughts as to why. He’s a loner, and quite often says little or next to nothing.
This morning early, I saw him and he was in a good mood. So I asked him the reason behind the pink beard. He said 4 years in October, he dyed it for the cancer awareness group. At the end of the month he went back to his normal color.
During our brief talk he said. When I went back to my normal color it dawned on me that cancer isn’t just in October, it happens 365 days a year. So this is when I started wearing it pink all the time.
I thought this was an interesting, caring reason to write this story.

A New Day, A New Week

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
It’s a new day.
It’s a new week.
A blank piece of paper lies before us.
What shall we write on it this day, this week?
After the horror that shook the nation last week, can we move forward this week?
There is a disconnect among the facets, the people who make up this fabric we call America. Our perspectives are shaped by our own lives, our own experiences. It is difficult to understand another person’s concerns and issues when our own concerns and issues do not mirror those of others.
How does this great American experiment, this melting pot of humanity manage to be what our national motto, E pluribus unum, states – Out of many one?
It’s a new day.
It’s a new week.
What shall I write upon this empty page?
That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.
And how is your Monday going?