When we put out the call for people to “support” an hour of “Talking To Animals” for $25, five people responded. Maria was the First Responder, and I love her for that. Anne Sweeney, Susan Popper, Bev Graham and Eileen Petersen were the others.

Thanks all.

Thursday morning, I head into Saratoga for some more surgery. A friend e-mailed me, he said “it sucks getting old, doesn’t it,” and I admit I wanted to strangle him.

Old talk  kills more people than disease, I believe, and corrodes the soul and the spirit. I never speak poorly of my life, or groan that getting old is hard and sad.

Nuts to that, I am doing much better as I get older than I ever did before. And I am happier, healthier and stronger. Grandma Moses was right, you get out of life what you put into it, and if your story is that growing old is a nightmare, that is what it will become.

Anyway, I’ll be off early in the morning, and back before the end of the day. It’s bitter cold  here tonight, I hope all the people  reading this are warm and dry, wherever you are.

My thoughts and  heart goes out to the thousands of people who have lot their homes in the great fires raging in California. I am sorry for your suffering.