At 7:30, I watched my next-door neighbors struggle to get out the door of their trailer and into their motorized wheelchairs. They were headed to the dining room. (They seldom miss a meal. I seldom participate.) It’s fifty degrees outside!! ~~ Almost my first thought: “Life’s fragile, handle with care!!” (“Health” has been very important to me for over thirty-five years.)

With my breakfast coffee, I was reading the latest from the Health Ranger and the following quote is very sobering: …Congress passed a measure, signed into law by President Woodrow Wilson, that made it punishable by up to 20 years in prison to “utter, print, write or publish any disloyal, profane, scurrilous, or abusive language about the government of the United States” — a blatant violation of the First Amendment’s free speech protections.

Could it happen in 2014 or 2015?? The “measure” was during the Spanish Flu of 1917 but (as the Health Ranger reports) “Is the same pattern still being repeated, this time with the Ebola virus?”

Yours truly is an insignificant little old lady living at a residential care facility **BUT** an outspoken advocate for better food, better government, and a return to Christian values. I’ve mentioned in an earlier blog message that my email, and blog, is trolled by agencies… so I would be a candidate for “up to 20 year in prison….”

OMG!! I received email messages today wanting me to sign up for “free” credit reports (that aren’t free). This morning I responded to a personal email message about Protect My ID. **I didn’t sign up for it!!** But “credit report” was in a message and that information was broadcast to corresponding companies across the web. Yipes!! ~~ I’m thinking I may need to protect my ID because my life is an open book?!

From a friend; I can’t claim credit for these beautiful pictures!!

(Nor can I claim credit for the captions.)

How often do we remember what we dream about? Last night an unidentified person told me I looked ten years older than my age!! In the dream, I was indignant!! Hours later, the dream is still haunting me!! Yes, I am “Three Quarters & Counting” but not a decade behind a centenarian (four quarters).

The Health Ranger writes “I’ve just launched a hilarious new music video called “Workin’ for Ebola!” This video features a hazmat suit break dancer, Dr. E. Bola the mad scientist and my trusty lab puppet, all singing about the CDC’s failed response to the Ebola outbreak. MUST SEE: (Click this link).”

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Watch this video.

A friend sent this link to a nostalgic view of the fabulous nineteen-fifties.

Because I am “three quarters and counting,” I remember….

Unbelievable!! Years ago I had all my 35mm film processed by Seattle Film Works. Then I learned that my pictures would go to Shutterfly–but I never responded to the email message. Today (for no apparent reason) I checked Shutterfly and–voila–I found hundreds of my OLD pictures. ~~ Awesome!! ~~ I’ve been walking down “Memory Lane.” ~~ I had  a wardrobe of vests–for every occasion–and wore them to church on appropriate days. (Picture number five: I’m a leprechaun on Saint Patrick’s Day.) That’s a patriotic vest I’m wearing in the picture with the pastor. ~~ OMG!! I won’t get a thing done today (other than look at old pictures). ~~~~ Van and trailer before it was totally destroyed in an accident in April  2000. More about that later because I found all the pictures of the wreck. (Praise God, I walked away with only a few glass scratches!!) ~~ Over the years, I have done serious “downsizing”!! I frequently took things to a local Flea Market!!

Not one of my finer days!! Here is the link to one roll of pictures. Here is the link to the second roll of pictures on Shutterfly.

This is a new experience–working with Shutterfly, and albums. I see that the pictures are “scrambled” and I wish they were in consecutive order. Maybe–with time–I can learn to refine the finished product?! I totaled the Ford Van and Kit travel trailer on an open stretch of Interstate 10, west of Needles, California. Truly, it is by God’s grace that I wasn’t killed or seriously injured!! If a big rig truck had been on my bumper, we would have been ground into the asphalt!! Instead, the trucker was about one-quarter mile behind and immediately stopped to assist.

I was en route to areas in the East where I would continue genealogical research. I had everything I would need for several months. One picture shows things I salvaged sitting at the edge of the highway. One picture shows the items in a rental truck. My son came to get me–and the salvaged items.

Read what the Health Ranger has to say about the outcome of yesterday’s election.