I DO BELIEVE WE WILL NEVER HAVE A GENERATION LIKE IT AGAIN

I think if today had gone any slower it would have been moving backwards.  But that's alright because Sundays are kinda like that and that's okay with me.  Sunny and warm this morning as Pheebs and I slipped out to our country road walking spot.  We landed some boots and paws on the road but it was a short walk.  I could tell Pheebs was tired but we did enjoy seeing the butterflies, the wildflowers, and the big blue sunny sky all the while being serenaded by a chorus of hidden Crickets on both sides of the road.   From our walking spot, we continued along a few quiet gravel roads soaking up the peaceful rural scenery before heading home.

PHEEBS HEADS BACK TO THE CAR

With humidity building, I didn't even bother with anything outside and contented myself with reading.  I started a new book a few days ago called, The Last Escaper.  I've again gone back to the Second World War for a true real-life experience by author and and former RAF pilot, Peter Tunstall.  I so much enjoy these types of stories from an era that spawned what has been called the Greatest Generation.  After so many years of reading books from this period in time, I am in total agreement about the Greatest Generation and I do believe we will never have another generation like it again. 

Although energetically busy this morning, Kelly had to rest up this afternoon to regain the strength she had used up earlier. 

Al's Music Box:)) Saturday In The Park is a song written by Robert Lamm and recorded by the group Chicago for their 1972 album Chicago V.  It was very successful upon release, reaching No. 3 on the Billboard Hot 100, and became the band's highest-charting single at the time, helping lift the album to No. 1.  Billboard ranked it as the number 76th song for 1972.  The single was certified Gold by the RIAA, selling over 1,000,000 units in the U.S. alone.  According to fellow Chicago member Walter Parazaider, Lamm was inspired to write the song during the recording of Chicago 111 in New York City on Saturday, July 4, 1970:  Robert came back to the hotel from Central Park very excited after seeing the steel drum players, singers, dancers, and jugglers. I said, 'Man, it's time to put music to this!  However, Lamm recalls the story differently, as he told Billboard magazine:  It was written as I was looking at footage from a film I shot in Central Park, over a couple of years, back in the early ‘70s. I shot this film and somewhere down the line I edited it into some kind of a narrative, and as I watched the film I jotted down some ideas based on what I was seeing and had experienced. And it was really kind of that peace and love thing that happened in Central Park and in many parks all over the world, perhaps on a Saturday, where people just relax and enjoy each other’s presence, and the activities we observe and the feelings we get from feeling a part of a day like that.  Record World called it "a medium-paced rocker with an appropriately summery feel" and with "crisp, tight instrumental arrangements".

GROANER'S CORNER:(( El Nino storms are affecting trade with Asian countries. A freighter bound for Long Beach Calif. with a cargo of yo-yos got caught in a particularly violent storm. It sank 65 times.

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Magic Johnson signed a deal with Starbucks to open new coffee shops in inner-city neighborhoods. Just what the poor needed - a good $3 cup of coffee.

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- A husband and wife are in church. The preacher notices that the husband has fallen asleep and says to the wife, “Wake your husband up!” The wife answers, “You're the one who made him fall asleep, you wake him up!”

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A lonely frog, desperate for any form of company telephoned the Psychic Hotline to find out what his future has in store.  His Personal Psychic Advisor advises him, “You are going to meet a beautiful young girl who will want to know everything about you.”  The frog is thrilled and says, “This is great! Where will I meet her, at work, at a party?”……………”No” says the psychic, “in a Biology class.”

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