The Movie Will Be Even Better

Wow! I just finished reading a lovely story based in Venice, Italy.The author Rhys Bowen held me spell bound throughout. Her story titled, The Venice Sketchbook spans several generations of family in England and Italy and begins just before World War Two. Lately I have been enamored by tales that involve the Big One. Ms Bowen’s characters are real and believable. The heroine is someone I wouldn’t mind dating myself. The theme of using artists, art, and Venice together kept my interest in this page turner. The plot of young love between a middle class English girl and a very rich and titled Italian boy stretches into middle age love. Life in Venice seemingly was untouched by war, that is until the Germans invaded Poland, France, Belgium, and began bombing England. That is when the real story begins, life suddenly became different.

I am an amateur artist and I studied art appreciation in my early college years. I still have a bent for the medium and more than ever frequent showings, and galleries and appreciate good artistic ability. To me this plot to put the central character into an art school in Venice filled a void in my mind.

I also love knowing about Italy. Another favorite story of mine is Under the Tuscan Sun by author Frances Mayes. The bucolic scenes painted of the in Tuscan countryside make me want to live there or at least visit. When combined with my recollections of twenty-four hours in Italy back in the nineties these stories are fueling my desire to travel and roam the countryside on a bicycle, or at least a Maserati, Ferrari, or Fiat.

The Venice Sketchbook is filled with complex plots told using a time traveler theme. An modern day English niece inherits her great aunt’s estate, and begins a quest to learn of her aunt’s mysterious past as a covert intelligence agent in WWII while trapped in Venice. Intertwined in both the past and present stories are love interests keeping the aunt’s and her niece’s lives interesting and alive.

I give this story five stars. * * * * *

I can’t wait to see the movie version.

210711-Believe it or Not!

“Florida Woman Stops 12 foot Alligator Attack Using a small .22 caliber Ruger Pistol.” 

Another good reason to have a concealed weapons permit.  This is a story of self-control and marksmanship by a brave, cool-headed woman with a small pistol against a fierce predator.

Here’s her story in her own words:  “While walking along the edge of a pond just outside my house in  T he Villages, Florida, discussing a property settlement with my soon-to-be ex-husband, and other divorce issues, we were surprised by a huge 12-ft alligator which suddenly emerged from the murky water.    It began charging us with its large jaws wide open.   She must have been protecting her nest because she was extremely aggressive.  

“If I had not had my little Ruger 22 caliber pistol with me, I would not be here today.  Just one shot to my estranged husband’s knee cap was all it took.  The alligator got him easily, and I was able to escape by just walking away at a brisk pace.  The amount I saved in lawyer’s fees was truly incredible and his life insurance was also a big bonus.”

I Remember It Well

Special Group / Born Between 1930 – 1946. Today, they range in ages from 75 to 90. 

Are you or do you know someone “still here”?Interesting Facts for you.  

You are the smallest group of children, born since the early 1900s.You are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war which rattled the structure of our daily lives for years. 

You are the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to sugar to shoes to stoves.

You saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans.

You saw cars up on blocks because tires weren’t available.

You can remember milk being delivered to your house early in the morning and placed in the “milk box” on the porch.

You are the last to see the gold stars in the front windows of grieving neighbors whose sons died in the War.

You saw the ‘boys’ home from the war, build their little houses.

You are the last generation who spent childhood without television; instead, you imagined what you heard on the radio.

With no TV until the 50’s, you spent your childhood “playing outside”.

There was no little league. 

There was no city playground for kids.

The lack of television in your early years meant, that you had little real understanding of what the world was like.

On Saturday afternoons, the movies gave you newsreels sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons.

 Telephones were one to a house, often shared (party lines) and hung on the wall in the kitchen (no cares about privacy). 

Computers were called calculators; they were hand cranked.

Typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the carriage and changing the ribbon.

INTERNET’ and ‘GOOGLE’ were words that did not exist.

Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and the news was broadcast on your radio in the evening.

As you grew up, the country was exploding with growth.

The Government gave returning Veterans the means to get an education and spurred colleges to grow.

  Loans fanned a housing boom. 

Pent up demand coupled with new instalment payment plans opened many factories for work.

New highways would bring jobs and mobility.

The Veterans joined civic clubs and became active in politics.

The radio network expanded from 3 stations to thousands.Your parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression and the war, and they threw themselves into exploring opportunities they had never imagined.

You weren’t neglected, but you weren’t today’s all-consuming family focus.

  They were glad you played by yourselves until the street lights came on.

They were busy discovering the post war world.You entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world where you were welcomed, enjoyed yourselves and felt secure in your future though depression poverty was deeply remembered.

Polio was still a crippler.

You came of age in the 50s and 60s. 

You are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were no threats to our homeland. 

  The second world war was over and the cold war, terrorism, global warming, and perpetual economic insecurity had yet to haunt life with unease. 

Only your generation can remember both a time of great war, and a time when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty. 

You grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was getting better..

 You are “The Last Ones.” 

More than 99 % of the 1930 to 1946 group are either retired or deceased, and you feel privileged to have “lived in the best of times!”

Tuesday Evening Giggles

A Little Humor for the Day

The devil whispered to me, “I’m coming for you.” I whispered back, “Bring pizza.”

Having plans sounds like a good idea until you have to put on clothes and leave the house. 

It’s weird being the same age as old people. When I was a kid, I wanted to be older…this is not what I expected.

Life is like a helicopter. I don’t know how to operate a helicopter.

Chocolate is God’s way of telling us he likes us a little bit chubby.

It is probably my age that tricks people into thinking I’m an adult.

Never sing in the shower!  Singing leads to dancing, dancing leads to slipping, and slipping leads to paramedics seeing you naked.  So remember…Don’t sing! 

I see people about my age mountain climbing; I feel good getting my leg through my underwear without losing my balance. 

If you can’t think of a word, say “I forgot the English word for it.” That way people will think you’re bilingual instead of an idiot.  

I’m at a place in my life where errands are starting to count as going out.

Coronacoaster noun: the ups and downs of a pandemic.

One day you are loving your bubble, doing work outs, baking banana bread and going for long walks, and the next you’re crying, drinking gin for breakfast and missing people you don’t even like. 

I’m at that age where my mind still thinks I’m 29, my humor suggests I’m 12, while my body mostly keeps asking if I’m sure I’m not dead yet. 

I’m getting tired of being part of a major historical event.

I don’t always go the extra mile, but when I do it’s because I missed my exit.

At what point can we just start using 2020 as profanity? As in: “That’s a load of 2020.” or “What in the 2020.” or “abso-2020-lutely.” 

You don’t realize how old you are until you sit on the floor and then try to get back up.

We all get heavier as we get older, because there’s a lot more information in our heads.

That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

Success is a matter of choice not chance.  It’s your choice.

My Favorite TV Personality

In all the years I watched the TV program 60 Minutes I enjoyed the final five minutes the most. It was during those minutes that Andy Rooney did his part. In my opinion 60 Minutes can be trashed except for Andy Rooney’s segment.

Take two minutes to read these sayings and be sure to read all the way to
the bottom:

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*Written by Andy Rooney, a man who had the gift of saying so much with so
few words.*
*Rooney has passed away but used to be on CBS’s 60 Minutes TV show.*

I’ve learned …
That being kind is more important than being right.

I’ve learned …
That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.

I’ve learned …
That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful
feelings in the world.

I’ve learned …
That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.

I’ve learned …
That when you’re in love, it shows.

I’ve learned …
That money doesn’t buy class.

I’ve learned ….
That just one person saying to me, ‘You’ve made my day!’ makes my day.

  I’ve learned….
That you should never say no to a gift from a child.

I’ve learned …
      That I can always pray for someone when I don’t have the strength to
help him in any other way.

      I’ve learned….
That no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a
friend to act goofy with.

      I’ve learned …
That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to
understand.

      I’ve learned …
That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I
was a child did wonders for me as an adult.

I’ve learned …
That life is like a roll of toilet paper.   The closer it gets to the end,
the faster it goes.

I’ve learned …
That it’s those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.
I’ve learned …
That under everyone’s hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and
loved.

I’ve learned …
That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.

      I’ve learned …
      That when you plan to get even with someone,   you are only letting
that person continue to hurt you.

I’ve learned …
That love, not time, heals all wounds.

I’ve learned …
That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with
people smarter than I am.

I’ve learned …
That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.

      I’ve learned …
That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.

I’ve learned …
That life is tough, but I’m tougher.

      I’ve learned …
      That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you
miss.

I’ve learned …
That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her one more time before
she passed away.

      I’ve learned …
That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he
may have to eat them.

I’ve learned….
That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.

      I’ve learned …
That when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little
fist, you’re hooked for life.

I’ve learned …
That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness
and growth occurs while you’re climbing it.

I’ve learned …
That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.

To all of you …
Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence.

It’s National Friendship Week … Show your friends how much you care.
Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND, even
if it means sending it back to the person who sent it to you.  If it comes
back to you, then you’ll know you have a circle of friends.

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP WEEK TO YOU!
YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED!

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