UNDER THE FLIGHT PATH in Postcards 4

  • Aug. 4, 2019, 1:22 a.m.
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The old FORD Building now the Aerospace Museum under the flight path.

Outside all is grey. I know this familiar night and morning coastal fog will burn off soon, so I am truly enjoying the coolness of this moment. He has found an estate sale he wants to check out, and after not buying anything we will go to breakfast.

• My Life: Still Coughing. I’m in a waiting frame of mind. Mostly I’m OK.
• G’s Life: He’s calmly going about getting his retirement paperwork in order.
• Grandkids: Nothing new.
• Us: We remain the Roundies…both really overweight.
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  • Himself: Playing computer games then breakfast before work at the museum.

  • Myself: Should I go to the park?

  • Photo: Mine.

  • Reading: Not one thing at the moment.

  • Gratitude’s: Endlessly.


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