I meant to get out a post yesterday but as we know the road
to hell is paved with good intentions. It was an interesting
day though. The birds were abundant and singing, the clouds
had interesting patterns all day, sunset was beautiful, the
Daytona 500 was on Tv, and it was the anniversary of the birth
of both Buffalo Bill Cody and William Frawley.
Well, I did watch the race. The new format had me as confused
as before; wrecks seemed plentiful, and on the final few laps
it looked like only a dozen cars were left to battle it out.
The new rule that had me most confused was the 5 minute limit
on time to repair crash damage in the pits. Not five minutes
each stop but five minutes total.
The breaking up of the race into three segments didn’t make a
whole lot of sense either. If I understand it correctly the
winner in each of the first two parts got points while the
winner of the last segment won the race. I was glad Kurt Busch
won, but come on.
And Buffalo Bill Cody was born not farfrom our little portion
of the east coast of Iowa in a town called LeClaire. A mere 20
minute scenic drive up River Road from our home. Celebrations
are scheduled all week and the Buffalo Bill Museum has some
special events planned also.
We’re not sure if Burlington, Iowa, has any events planned to
celebrate William Frawleys’ birthday or not. Perhaps a Fred
Mertz festival? Believe it or not but as a young lad he sang
at St. Paul’s Catholic Church and even performed at the
Burlington Opera House!
Since I’m getting distracted again it’s time to go. Enjoy our
Monday as it’s the last one we’ll get this month.
Comments are always welcome.