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, March 2, 2012

Old Glory. Seven stories high.

Yesterday I was at the VA Hospital in Shreveport. I was having an orientation about an esophagogastroduoenoscopy (EGD). I was on the seventh floor. Out the window I saw the flag flying.

I thought, surely the pole is not seven stories high. The pole must be based on a nearby roof. Not so.

The base was on the ground right in front of the main entrance to the hospital. The pole must be almost a hundred feet tall. What a pole!. It did not seem to sway at all.

It was a nice day for flag pictures. My heart went pitter-pat.

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