The Redcoats are Coming

Anne is seen here standing at the center of a circle of cypress trees, in the middle of Minuteman National Park, while wearing a red coat. Poor color choice? Possibly. Certainly 250 years ago, but times have changed and so does fashion. I must admit that she does look rather marshal, standing thin and straight. I guess that I am still feeling a little juiced from yesterday’s demonstration. The news reports that 9 million Americans participated nationwide, making it our nation’s largest ever demonstration. Seems almost hard to believe, except when you consider what the old fat wants to be king has done, all in little over a year. For sure, he has riled people up and he knows it. Cornered, he’ll be like a wounded animal. Dangerous, capable of lashing out, but ultimately defeated.
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No Kings

Today, we chose the smaller and closer to home protest site, the Tamm Avenue highway overpass. This site offered the opportunity to cheer on most of the other protesters who were headed to the main event downtown. It was a beautiful day to exercise one’s civil rights. Walking through Forest Park on our way to the protest site, I remarked that we had not been in the park on a Saturday morning, since at least Valentine’s Day. I used to always go to the park on a Saturday. This was the third No Kings Day, but it was the first one that we participated in. On one of the preceding No Kings Days we were driving back to Monterey after visiting Mendicino. We encountered several rallies, some on overpasses too.


Arriving at the overpass, we found a carnival like atmosphere. It was more like a party than any political action. Everyone was friendly and all were in a good mood. Most people had made their own protest signs. Many of them were quite creative. I especially liked the one Anne had made. Earlier I was having a bout of cold feet, but when I came into the computer room and saw Anne PowerPoint engineering her sign, I knew that we would be going. I’m glad we went. It was fun and also for a good cause. Afterwards, we walked across Oakland Ave. to Pat Connolly’s for lunch. Tonight, we’ll look for ourselves on TV.


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Ring of Fire

Dinner and a show last night, but first Gyro. Amber Alert! Amber had some gossip, just days before the streets and parking lot outside the studio were the scene of a shootout and highspeed chase as two cars circled each other guns a blazing. Apparently, no one was hit and all that was left was a massed cop car callout. Her news and the workout she put us through were enough to lead us to dueling couch naps in the afternoon. We awoke in time for dinner and the show.
Anne had the cioppino, a seafood medley and I had the walleye. The theater was a madhouse. Two productions were being performed. There was the hot new show that is all sold out now and ours, Johnny Cash, Ring of Fire. Ring featured almost thirty of his songs strung together with the story of his life. The tunes were good. Afterwards, the cold front had arrived, driving the days record high temperatures down, down, down. Summer is over and winter is back.


