I wanted to write about my current jigsaw puzzle but in searching for an image I came up with this wonderful picture of a girl doing her knitting. Now that would make a great jigsaw.

I wanted to write about my current jigsaw puzzle but in searching for an image I came up with this wonderful picture of a girl doing her knitting. Now that would make a great jigsaw.


Enjoying dinner al fresco – I can’t remember where, but when we got together we always had such a good time with lots of laughs. They are gone now but my memories are vivid.
I wonder if this photo was sent to me and it was a get together I missed.

If I remember correctly, the above cat was a neighbor keeping an eye on Le Roi.
I have a lot to write but I seem to have writer’s block come the end of the day. Have patience, I will write soon.

I am going through a pile of old photos. I’m not sure where they came from or where they have been. I do recognize that they could well be photos that I took.



The Unwomanly Face of War: An Oral History of Women in World War II
By Svetlana Alexievich
Translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky
Hardcover in dustjacket, 331 pages
Published by Random House, July 2017
Language: English
ISBN-10: 0-39958-872-8
ISBN-13: 978-0-39958-872-3
Dimensions: 6.4 x 1.3 x 9.5 inches
During the Second World War the Soviet Union was faced with an acute manpower shortage. Like other countries, the Soviets utilized women in support roles to free up men for service in combat units. But unlike other nations women also served in combat units, often in combatant roles. Soviet women were combat medics, snipers, tank drivers, pilots, infantrymen, – basically any job which was needed. These women were motivated by patriotism, and often by the desire to avenge a friend or relative killed by the Germans. In all, over a million women served in the Soviet military during the Great Patriotic War.
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Yes, my maternal grandfather was born on the Fourth of July 1874. I wonder how or if the Fourth of July was celebrated in those years so long ago. When you think of it, 1874 was only approximately 100 years after the Declaration of Independence was signed in 1776. It’s a question I could have asked him. I knew him well but somehow never thought to ask him so many questions that I can think of now. He died at age at age 83 on August 4, 1957, one month after his 83rd birthday.


July 4th, 1979 – over 40 years ago. We were admitted to membership in the American Club in Dhaka Bangladesh. Hooray! We could play tennis, swim in the pool, and purchase FOOD poolside. What a difference this made to our activities and social life in Dhaka.

I wish I could find our family photo from that 4th of July at THE CLUB. 40 some years ago – it’s like yesterday.
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