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#TBT - Honeymoon Cruise.

Five years ago today, we were on our honeymoon cruise, and the Pandemic was just beginning. We had no clue, of course, and we spent our days enjoying life. We had both endured death and dying and other tragedies. But, on this day, we were focused on finding joy in the present. We have done that every day since. We will do that every day we are given going forward. 

The ship is gently rocking,

and the waves have white caps

on top of their heads.

Lovely Diane

ecstatic and relaxed

stares at nothing at all.

All is right with the world.

We live our dream

for one more day.

All the others happily run

and chatter.

Are they oblivious to the inevitability

of their demise?

Is it better to have known tragedy?

The food tastes better.

The wine is sweeter,

when you have already died

and come back to life.

Love finds a way.

It floats on an ocean of promise

and what may be.

Smiles and laughter

cover our knowledge of our doom.

We are lovers of life

and each other.

We know what it means to die.

#TBT - Who Remembers Playing Frogger On An Early Atari Game Machine?

Life As A Video Game. Yes, we were easily entertained in the Eighties. We started with a black and white screen on which a small dot of light went back and forth. The game was Pong. We thought it was so cool. Then, games like Frogger came out, in full color, and we spent hours dodging vehicles trying to get a frog across the road. This guy decided to play Frogger while crossing the highway on an overpass. Now, that is a great use of the time we have on earth.

Like Rat, FutureLawyer Could Never Be A Barista.

I am addicted to coffee. I can't function without it in the morning, and several cups throughout the day. I have fantasized about a dream job being a barista at my own little coffee shop, with a bookstore connected to it, and a computer cafe as well. I could spend my days feeding my twin addictions of coffee and computers, and share the love with my fellow man. Alas, however, I share a fatal flaw with Rat. Modern coffee practices and I do not get along. 

           

#TBT - Best Friends.

Once a parrot bonds to you, it is unbreakable. I had it with Savannah, until she died. I have it now with Rio. I can't describe what such a bond feels like; but I hope you find it with a member of the animal kingdom. I love this image, because it doesn't require the image highlight the bright colors that make parrots so beautiful. Have a great day.

 

#TBT - Just Another Day In Paradise.

He sat next to her,

watching the sun fall into the Gulf.

Yellow turned to passionate red,

and palm trees and beach umbrellas

fluttered in the cool breeze.

Powdery sand,

white from the sun,

faded to gray and then to black,

as the light disappeared above the horizon.

She tightly held his hand.

Her strength showed purpose

and passion.

He hadn’t felt it in a long time.

It felt like eternity.

The fire pit wall

lit the night,

flames dancing sensuously.

Their souls touched with the magic of recognition.

Her skin

burnished in the fading light.

She glowed as he stroked her arm,

stopping often,

squeezing it,

In a sign of devotion.

It felt like eternity.

He was transported to another beach,

and another time.

Diamond sand and translucent smoke

rose from a distant campfire.

He would lie with her,

next to an ocean,

teeming with life,

comfortable with death.

It would forever be

just another day in Paradise.

 

#TBT - Rick And Pinot, Ten Years Younger.

This is one of my favorite images of myself and Pinot. She is the sweetest, gentlest, most loving parrot. She loves to cuddle and groom me.

#TBT - Pinot Grooms Me.

This little video shows Pinot doing one of her favorite things: grooming me. Keeps my hair growing.

 

#TBT - Memories

This was posted five years ago today. I am reposting it for Throwback Thursday, and to remind anyone grieving that, while grieving never ends, the days that the days of sadness become fewer, and the days of joy, and the prospects for change, increase. 

"I was driving in the car the other day and I had just read the obits. I always think of Jacquelyn when I read them. The sun was coming in through the windshield of the car, and the heat made me feel warm. I felt an additional warm rush thinking about her, and it occurred to me that we are always concentrating on the sadness of grieving; but, in fact, grieving is like a see saw between joy and grief. This poem tries to express that emotion. I don't normally describe the events that occasion a poem; but, I want this one to be clear and my intention known.I also want to compliment my current love, Diane, because she understands, from personal experience, that we all need to keep a place in our hearts for someone else who has died. As you live each day fully and in happiness, remember the one you keep in your heart, and experience the joys that are our defense against grieving every day.

He felt warm in the sun

coming through the windshield.

The leaves of the trees danced

against a blue sky

painted with white clouds.

He pulled the car over

and thought about her.

How could his memories

make him so warm and comfortable?

In an instant,

he could feel cold and alone.

Like the weather changing.

A rush of happiness

could flood his body,

and he knew that

the emotions of the moment

would lift his mood

and lighten his heart.

Dying is also for the living.

We die every day

in so many ways,

and the little changes

flow between calm waters

and rapids.

Then, we die a little more

when others die,

and the memories die a little,

but push back

until we feel them.

Gone again,

they are an anchor

to our real reality.

Our real destiny.

Our journey to an end

filled with memories

remembered by others.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

#TBT - Diane And Pinot Come To Visit Me In My Office.

Two of my favorite females in the world.

#TBT - Throwback Thursday - Who Were The First Lawyers In The U.S. To Travel Around Teaching Lawyers How To Use The Internet?

It is 1996. The Internet is in its infancy. Andy Adkins and Rick Georges see promise in this brand new thing called the Internet. It is an ideal place for lawyers to obtain information, do research, and connect with other lawyers and with clients. From dial up access on text based DOS machines, to new graphic websites, lawyers are amazed when Adkins and Georges come to sites in Florida and elsewhere to demonstrate the magic of Internet access. It was expensive to rent a 75 pound projector on wheels and lug it around in cars and on airplanes. There wasn't any money in it either. It was a labor of love, and 28 years later, look where we are. Here are photos of our first websites in 1996. We weren't the first; but we were probably the first to go around teaching lawyers about it.