Let us begin with a recent Normaphoto this month.
Compared to a Normaphoto from a year ago...(to see year-ago post, click within parenthesis)
...I'd say some progress has been made. I spent a winter on oxygen therapy, feeling my thoughts wander farther and farther away from my brain.
I read news. I got hooked on trending topics: "Man turns $20 into $20,000,000 by adding lots of zeroes with a Sharpie then used it to pay supermarket self-checkout and got nearly $2 million change."
Then I read Cicero:"We are obliged to respect, defend and maintain the common bonds of union that exist among all members of the human race."
One of my happiest and least certain moments was when I piled all those O2 canisters and O2 concentrator into the car and returned them to the medical supply co.
Now I cannot remember where I was going with this post. Probably something about experience and aging. I shall be 68 next month and have certainly achieved an early childhood ambition: to be more vigorous than kids twice my age. I had not envisioned my nether-regions making noises indistinguishable from my Mr. Coffee Espresso Machine, but that is a minor detail.
Your regular pastor will be back next week if he finds God is not on the FBI's list of subversives.
Go in peace.