Prune picker

This is the blog site of an old man. As a native Californian I call myself a prune picker. I live in a fifth wheel trailer. My front door is 25 steps from my daughter’s front door in the Piney Woods of North Louisiana. My blogs are often silly and or trivial, and some times educational and serious. I hope that some are interesting. None are long.

Preparing these blogs seems to fill a need in my life. I am compelled to do it. It helps fill the time until I die. It gives me something to do everyday.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Fifty Shades Of Grey.

You do not have to settle for just fifty shades of grey. Look at this sign on California Street in Ruston, Louisiana.

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Lisonopril cough and vital signs.

I have had a cough for many years. I have been taking two medicines for heart pressure since my heart attack in 2005. They are lisonopril and atenolol. Over the years the dosages has been changed to modify my blood pressure. My dosage of lisonopril has been severely reduced due to my complaints about my cough. Well, a couple weeks ago my Doctor cut my lisonopril dosage to zero. Dr Carter said if my blood pressure goes over 130 to double my atenolol dosage. Hooray! my cough is gone. And my blood pressure has not gone up.

The columns in the table below are date, steps/weight, high bp/low bp-pulse, and temperature.

It feels so good to shake the cough. The cough would really come on when I went to bed. I used several cough drops to get to sleep every night. Not now.

Good by, lisonopril cough!

Baseball is cool!

This last week baseball was really cool. It was even cold. Here are some pictures (even a selfie) taken during one of the three games that Tech played with Oral Roberts University at Ruston. We won two of the games.

The old prunepicker was dressed for the cold except for his feet.

This gentleman has two hats. His wife has zero hats. I guess that he took her hat from her?

It was getting warm for this guy. Snow man by John Adams.

Sunday, March 1, 2015

10 minute film of the Munson Family Reunion to honor the 350th Anniversary of the arrival of Thomas Munson in Connecticut.

Here is a picture taken at the reunion. On the grounds of Yale University.

A cousin took a film at the reunion. He has placed it on youtube. Here is a link to the movie. Anniversary Movie It is ten minutes long and I am sure it is of minimal interest to many of my readers. My family may be interested. It is ten minutes long. The first half of the movie is of a gathering at the Grove Street Cemetery at the headstone of my 8th great grandfather Thomas Munson. The rest is at the gathering where the above photo was taken.

At the time of the reunion I knew nothing of all the many Munson/Monson relatives that I had. Or that my genealogy could be traced to England. Where Thomas was born in 1612. When my wife Jackie passed away 8 years ago I started to do some genealogy work. And I found a bunch of Munson/Monsons.

Guess what? While RVing, after my retirement, Jackie and I drove through Connecticut several times. Even weirder is the fact that in August 1987 we were camped at North Bergen, New Jersey. We were at the end of a trip with two of our grandchildren. We put them on a plane home and we went to Michigan. North Bergen is only 79 miles from the reunion in New Haven.

I have always been sorry that I did not get to the reunion. If I had taken up genealogy sooner and had known about the reunion we would have attended. Only an hour and a half away! I wonder if they missed me.

Friday, February 27, 2015

WWII Luncheon. Friday, 27/Feb/2015

This was a luncheon and program honoring veterans of World War II. Several hundred veterans and guests gathered in Haban Hall at the Barksdale Air Force Base in Shreveport, Louisiana. My son in law John Adams drove me over and joined me in the program. John is a nice guy. We have been to this affair before several years ago, but we enjoyed the program again. Several veteran friends from Ruston were also there.

Col (Ret) Steve dePyssler, along with the 2nd Bomber Wing, host these programs. Thank you very much. Col Steve will be 96 in July. He may give up hosting.

The Col commented that he is the only living veteran who had served in four wars.

Following are many pictures taken by John and I. Comments are added here and there.

John is checking his iphone. Getting ready to take pictures.

Old friend Robert Rinehart and his grand daughter Jessica. They sat at the same table with John and I.

Mr and Mrs James Falin on the left, with their family.

Tommy Ledford and friends. 

Big crowd. Notice the large orchestra.

How can you have a military honors program without a bagpiper?

Tommy Ledford I and Tommy Ledford II approach the handshakes with generals area.

The old prunepicker and Robert Rinehart in same line.

Notice the airmen with sabers.

Three stars. He had a firm hand shake too.

Prune picker the photographer.

I did not know that the air force used sabers. Even Mosby's Raiders had given them up in 1861. Mosby's men preferred two colt revolvers.

I asked this general for an explanation for each ribbon on his chest. He laughed and said that he did not have the list with him and some he had forgotten.

I also received a goody bag. Two caps, a tee shirt, and a medallion.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Winter Storm. February 2015.

I headed down to the Senior Center for lunch today. The snow was heavy. After a mile I turned around and went back home. I had chicken noodle soup for lunch. Tasted good. Here are some pictures of the snow storm.

Cold Koi pond.

Cold deck.

Busy Goldfinches.

Squirrel having lunch upside down.

Felix the cat studying the birds.

White woods.

The Adams house across the driveway.

Driveway looks rugged.

Home sweet home for the old prunepicker.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Old Pomona Pictures. I am going to take a vacation from blogging. See you?

These pictures are from the Facebook page of Elizabeth Cole. A nice lady from Pomona. She posted therm on "Growing up in Pomona, California wasn't so bad at all." Thank you Elizabeth. I love your pictures.

I saw this scene all the time growing up in Pomona. Many depression meals from these trees.

Pomona Post Office. What model year are those cars?

Pomona Rose Bowl Float. 1938.

Center of town, Second and Gary.

New car show in front of the Fox Theatre. 1934. I was nine years old.

I plan to give up blogging for just a little while. My stuff is such a mess. I have had the sad job of cleaning up after loved ones who have passed away. It is a tough sad job. I hope to make the job easier for those that clean up after me. I can save them a lot of work by throwing out stuff myself.

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