Not sure what got into Chooey, but he started at shortly before 4 a.m. trying to get me roused from slumber today. I held out and managed to stay in bed until 7 a.m.
What I do know is that it was not a desire to run free, or I should say leashed, outdoors.
For me it will be a solitary holiday. No different than every other day in Mark’s Den. Those who paid the ultimate price of our freedom with their lives will be and are on my mind. I posted a short bit ago: A Debt We Can Never Repay.
If you have been to my home page, you will notice I have changed to an RSS feed from CNN for the headline news. I have also changed over from the Weather Channel to Accuweather for my local weather.
One of the new features in the change in weather is a forecast of how the day will be for those of us with respiratory issues.
Throughout the Cornfield and across the nation, high school seniors will walk to center stage to receive their diplomas as this Memorial Day weekend marks graduation days today and tomorrow.
My own niece, Jackalee, will be at the commencement ceremony this afternoon at Sullivan High School. Around 4 p.m. her accomplishment will be celebrated with family and friends at the Sullivan American Legion.
Going to the graduation is not feasible for me due to my health conditions, I am hoping I can make it to the reception/open house at 4. The problem with attending earlier is where I would have to park and how far I would have to walk to make it in to the auditorium.
It ain’t gonna happen.
A lot will depend both on the weather (there’s thunderstorms in the forecast) and my respiratory issue as to whether I make it to the Legion. Today is another At Risk day for those of us with breathing concerns.
A sunny Thursday morning with the Memorial Day weekend kicking off in another day. While millions are gearing up for all the revelry and the Indy 500, I am gearing up for nothing.
Now my niece is graduating Saturday, but having to play it by ear if I can attend. Much will depend on the weather. With that in mind, this week’s #ThrowBackThursday photo is of Jackalee’s Mom (my sister, Leticia) and brother (my nephew, Chance) when they graduated.
Of course after Jackalee walks across the stage on Saturday I will have to update this collage to include her graduation picture.
For those of us with respiratory issues today is an At Risk day. Though the sun is shining at the moment in a cloudless, blue sky, threats of thunderstorms loom beyond the horizon.
For my oldest son, Dave, this coming weekend is anything, but a holiday. For Dave it is work, work, work. Dave works for the City of Speedway Street Department which means he is busy getting ready and working through the weekend for the “greatest spectacle in racing” – the Indy 500.
As I wrote a few years ago:
The annual star of the show that puts Indiana in the spotlight is the Indy 500 Memorial Day weekend.
The Hoosier State puts out the welcome mat to visitors from all over the world to witness the greatest spectacle in racing. The Speedway takes center stage for any and all Memorial Day cookouts and parties.
The race is considered one of the 3 most significant motor sports in the world. Drivers take on the 2.5 mile track for 200 laps before the checkered flag is waved. The race is one of the world’s oldes and most important in motor racing.
The Speedway complex was built in 1909 with gravel tracks. It even featured a track for motorcycle racing. The first paved track came along in 1910. The 1st Indy 500 took place on May 30, 1911. Since that time the Indy 500 has grown and wears the crown of the greatest spectacle of racing that it is today.
Race week offers many events for enthusiasts to enjoy. There is of course the trials runs, the heats, that determine which car and driver will have the poll position and is attended by thousands each year.
For this reason, Dave, Anna along with granddaughters Dylan, Alaina and Amelia will not be able to travel to Sullivan on Saturday to celebrate as Jackalee graduates from Sullivan High School.
My own attendance at both the commencement or later at the reception at the American Legion Post in Sullivan will be dependent on both the state of my health and the weather. Rain is forecast which is bad news for my ability to get out.
Enjoying the sunshine today for as long as it lasts. Rain with the chance of a severe thunderstorm is in the forecast. This does not bode well for my breathing. In fact the respiratory forecast today is listed as “At Risk”.
This Monday morning is starting much better than the past few Mondays.
There is no rain falling or which fell overnight. There are no clouds in the sky. The sun is shining brightly. The birds are singing. The grass is growing high. The flowers are blooming while the trees leaf out.
If only my state of being in Mark’s Den could match the glory of the day I see in the Cornfield.
Depression is deepening. Cluster headaches are severe. Vision is heavy and blurred. Breathing is difficult. Mucus plugs are increasing, blocking my airways.
Such is life.
Chooey woke me around 4 a.m. Uncharacteristically he wanted to go outside to take care of business.
I stumbled into the living room. I attached Chooey’s leash. I let him out. A few moments later he was barking. I had to pull him back into Mark’s Den.
A neighbor’s boxer was running loose. It is a beautiful dog, afraid of people and other dogs. But he will come right up to my screen door and look inside.
Chooey is standoffish with him. My little buddy is unsure whether he wants to play or needs to be on the defense.
After getting Chooey back inside, it was back to bed for me. We slept in until 9 a.m.
That’s the way it is this beautiful Monday morning.