prune picker

This is the blog of a prune picker. (Native born Californian) Retired oilfield. I am an old man. (91) I blog a lot about my body and getting old. As I approach death life gets more interesting. More interesting is not good. I still drive. I attend sports, music, and civic events. I am writing my memoirs. I attend swim class three times a week. Some of my blogs might be interesting. A lot of my blogs are silly and trivial. None are very long.

Friday, October 13, 2017

I knocked a deer out!

Here is a link to my blog of June 21 of his year. A pledge of no more accidents or deer killing with my car.

In the blog I said that I have killed five deer with my car. (California, Canada, Olympic Peninsula, and Louisiana) The deer were really the ones in the wrong as they ran into me. Never the less to help meet my pledge of no more deer killing, I said that I would drive 40 mph going to morning coffee. The drive is seven miles through wooded country and I used to drive it 50 to 60 mph.

The other morning on the way to coffee (Jefferson Corner) I had just entered into Ruston's residential area (Kentucky street) when a big doe came across the lane from the left. (I believe that my possible view of the deer had been obscured by houses, fences, and shrubbery) I was going 40 or less and hit the brakes. I think that the deer hit the brakes at the same time. But she hit the left front of my car. She bounced down the road and collapsed. She looked very dead. I was shocked and sick to my stomach. That made six deer notches on my steering wheel. Three of them earned going to morning coffee in Lincoln Parish.

I grabbed a leg and pulled the deer to the side of the road. Before I could get back in my car the deer stood up, shook her head and ran off looking perfectly well! My going 40 had saved her life. She had been only knocked out for two three minutes. Could it be that my car was not damaged?

Here is a pic of the area of my car hit by the deer. Looks good.


Did you notice the white spot below the headlight?


Looks like a bit of deer hair caught by my car. (It will make a conversation piece)

This morning on my way to coffee I set my cruise control at 35 mph. On some hills I coasted faster than that. While staring intently down the road, I relaxed and listened to the sports news. Did not hit a deer today.


Wednesday, October 11, 2017

History of Crime in Ruston

I went to another Chautauqua meeting at the Ruston Museum last night.


Here is a photo of the early Chautauqua in Ruston.


Wesley Harris spoke at the meeting. His subject was "Outlaws, Gangsters, & the Lawmen Who Fought Them: Lincoln Parish's Law Enforcement History"


Wesley gave a very interesting talk about the history of crime and law enforcement in this area. He listed the persons who have served as Sheriff. He has authored books on the subject.

One crime that took place in Ruston made it into the movies. Bonnie and Clyde came through town, stole a car, kidnapped a couple, and headed north. Wesley gave street addresses and a detailed story of the event. He pointed out that the movie makers (of the movie Bonnie and Clyde) changed much of the story for dramatic effect. The lady in the couple threatened to sue. She did not like the changes.



I enjoyed the evening. Two more Tuesdays to go.

Monday, October 9, 2017

New Skin! Back to swimming.

It too three weeks for my dog torn arm to heal up. It sure is good to get back to swim class. Here is my healed arm.


Here is what it looked like three weeks ago. I will wear long sleeves around that dog in the future.



Friday, October 6, 2017

An evening of tackles with Ross.

Ross John Newberry is one of my nine great grandsons. He s a star center linebacker for his eighth grade foot ball team. Last night I saw him play a really great game. Many tackles. He stopped several potential opposition touch downs. I and his family were so proud! Here are some pictures.

Yeah Team!


As a co captain Ross is in on the coin toss.



A middle line backer can get thirsty!


My attempt at an artistic photo. You must know that Ross is number 44.





In this pic is Dad David, Paw Paw John and Mom Joy holding camera.


 The final score was 36 to 14 in our favor. Ross is feeling very happy.


I did not take the pic below but it shows how a football star should be photographed.




Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Chautauqua Tuesday night lectures.

The Ruston Museum and Historical Society is giving Chautauqua programs on the first four Tuesdays in October. The programs are on items of local historical interest. I attended the first of the four programs last night.

Program title was "They were here before us." The program was on the prehistoric time in North Louisiana. Larry Pixley and James Hardy were the speakers.  These men are locally known experts on the subject. They gave very interesting lectures on the early Indian civilizations of North Louisiana. Especially on Indian Mounds and early tools. The Indian Mounds located in North Louisiana are the oldest known. The Watson Brake Mounds near Monroe are dated 3500 BC.

James Hardy


Larry Pixley





The Ruston Chautauqua serves very good cookies.




Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Vital Signs for September 2017

Did good at keeping weight almost steady. I usually gain. Except for a couple of days my blood pressure was pretty good.


Monday, October 2, 2017

Better video of the fish.

A couple of days ago I posted a video of the fish in John's Koi Pond. I wanted to show the activity of the fish when they were fed. However the the sun was in the wrong place and the reflection of light on the pond surface hid the fish. Well yesterday the sun was in the right place. I shot the video again. Much better! You can see the fish and the minnows real good. I do not think any of the Brim show up. Much better video.


Sunday, October 1, 2017

Ethan was nine of 143 over the finish line!

It was a beautiful morning at the Lincoln Parish Park. There was a beautiful sunrise. Ethan was ready for the race. I do not know all the details of the race but it is well attended and held every year.


Ethan confers with a friend before the race.


After the race Ethan lines up with other runners. He is the third man from the right. Boy can he run! He came in at the nine spot. Out of 143 runners! This photo and the sunset photo was shot by Joy Newberry, Ethan's Mom.

Ethan works hard to be a good runner. He runs every day.


This is a video of the start of the race. It is exciting. A better video of the start is one shot by Joy. She has posted it on her FaceBook page.



Monday, September 25, 2017

There is a glow missing at Ruston's Starbucks.


                                                                                                                                                                 That missing glow is Deena Marie Ferguson.


I have been a regular at Starbucks for over twenty years. For the last eleven years I have been a regular at the Starbucks in Ruston, Louisiana.

A wonderfully happy and pleasant part of my visits to Starbucks has been greeting Deena. Deena has been the Manager. I was told the other day that Deena will not be back.  I am sad about that. It is sad to walk into the place and know that there is not a chance that I will see Deena.

I an a 1950 Mechanical Engineer graduate from Cal Poly in San Luis Obispo, California. Several years ago I wore my Cal Poly alumni cap to Starbucks. Deena exclaimed  to me that her son was an engineering graduate from Cal Poly. Almost makes us family, huh?

Deena is a marathon runner. A few years ago I attended a marathon in West Monroe that she ran in.
Here is a photo of her before that race. I posted two blogs on her heroic run. The blogs are in the Prune Picker blog archives. Search for Dirty South Marathon.


I know that Deena reads my blog. "Deena. I love you and I am going to miss you. I wish you the very best".




Saturday, September 23, 2017

She said; "I have full blown alzheimers"

It was a relief to hear these words from Rosa. Now I could talk with her about this sad fact. I touched her hand and told her I was sorry. We spent an hour talking about death and friends we have seen die from this terrible disease. Rosa said that did not mean she was going to die tomorrow.

We sat close together (so I could hear her) and looked out into the yard. We visited a long time. We have previously told each other the story of our lives several times. I have dementia so we are like cousins. We had similar childhoods in some ways.

I suggested that we go to Olive Garden and have lunch.



We had a good time.
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