Remembrance Day is here again. CTV Calgary had broadcast a memorial from the Hanger Flight Museum. It was a very touching presentation.
Today marks my doctor, Dr. H’s last day. He’s moved on to other things. Alberta has become a ‘have not’ province? Some have said that 1 of 5 Lethbridge residents have no doctor. What do they do? They eventually show up at the emergency ward at the hospital. As for me, my ‘issue’ is not resolved <sigh>, and I have no way of resolving it.
Today Alex Trebek has been gone for one year. It seems less than that, like a few months ago. Mom & Floyd would watch Jeopardy together, one of the few TV shows of late they watched together. The producers have cycled through a few ‘guest hosts’ since his death, but no one has replaced him.
In investigating the crawl space under the house, F and I stopped to talk about the rat’s nest of wires and disused electrical junk that is (or was) our communications box. Is this not the sloppiest bit of work you’ve seen?
It’s a dull, wet day outside. I’m at home alone as FT. is gone to Saskatchewan on a road trip with a friend. So far, the only person to send me birthday greetings is my cousin, SM. Thanks, cousin.
I’m off to a dollar store to buy some forks for work. There seems to be a shortage of them. “What did you do on your birthday?” “I bought some forks.”