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.

Monday, January 30, 2017

Lovely Breakfast with Rosa.

Picked Rosa up at 8 am and off to IHOP.. It was delicious. When we returned to Rosa's home we found that the door key was locked in the house. I had visions of breaking a window and hoisting Rosa up to get through it.

I called Rhonda. She called Tina. Tina was nearby on the the way home. In thirty minutes Tina showed up with a key.

Cell phones are wonderful. Each of us had one on us and that made it possible to make connections right away.

Twenty years ago I might have had to break a window.

1 comment:

  1. Chuck, I stumbled upon your blog via old photos of Pomona on Google Image Search. I hope I'm in as fine fettle as you when I'm a nonagenarian! (I'm 57 and in decent health). All the best, Bill


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