A couple years ago, I stumbled on a really good mystery/time travel story – Wrong Place, Wrong Time. It was written by an unfamiliar artist to me named Gillian McAllister. I wrote about the book here.
I was excited to hear that a new book from her would hit the shelves in 2025. As soon as I saw it hit my library app, I put it on hold. I was the 18th person waiting for it, so it was going to be a few weeks before I got my hands on it. Last week, it arrived – Famous Last Words.
If I had to classify the book, I might call it a mystery, but it really is more of a suspenseful story. I’m not sure I’d call it a thriller, either (they do), but it kept my attention all the way through. Here is the Goodreads synopsis:
From the author of Reese’s Book Club Pick and New York Times bestseller Wrong Place Wrong Time comes an addictive thriller about a new mother’s world upended when her husband commits a terrifying crime. How well does she truly know the man she loves? And what danger does she face if her entire life has been built on a lie?
It is June 21st, the longest day of the year, and new mother Camilla’s life is about to change forever. After months of maternity leave, she will drop her infant daughter off at daycare for the first time and return to her job as a literary agent. Finally. But, when she wakes, her husband Luke isn’t there, and in his place is a cryptic note.
Then it starts. Breaking news: there’s a hostage situation developing in London. The police arrive, and tell her Luke is involved. But he isn’t a hostage. Her husband—doting father, eternal optimist—is the gunman.
What she does next is crucial. Because only she knows what the note he left behind that morning says…
Famous Last Words is the story of a crime, a marriage, and more secrets than Camilla ever could have imagined. This novel cements Gillian McAllister’s reputation as “the best at putting her characters in impossible situations and making her readers not only contemplate but feel what it would be like to find themselves in those situations.”
The story really takes off right from the get go. It is written in 3 parts. It starts with the hostage situation, then you pick up 7 years later, and finally 7 years after another key event. So the story spans about 15 years or so.
As I have always promised, no spoilers. I will say that it took me a minute or two to see how everything pieced together, and that there was a twist that I should have seen coming and didn’t.
I don’t think this was as good as Wrong Place, Wrong Time, but it is close. I will give it 4 stars out of 5.
Today’s photos are not only a flashback, but they tie into a current situation as well.
You may remember that last fall, Andrew was playing soccer. I say “playing soccer,” but it is more of a game oriented introduction to the game. There were days that he loved playing and days that he hated playing. Some drills were fun and some were not.
What I didn’t remember was that when the fall session was over, there was a spring session that went along with it. That session will begin this weekend.
Parents are expected to be out on the field with the little ones. Last year, we ran up and down the field cheering them on and helping them do the drills/games. Ella wasn’t signed up to play, but she joined it and played, too.
My wife was the one who got all the text messages about soccer. Last weekend, she says to me, “I guess they need a few more volunteers to help coach this session.” (Read that “Keith, I think you should help coach soccer this session.”) I do not know the first thing about soccer. Kick the ball in the net and don’t use your hands. That’s really all I know.
I purposely waited a couple days before calling to see if they still needed help. I hoped that they would tell me that they had all the folks they needed. Instead, I was greeted with “We are SO glad that you have volunteered to coach! We’ll get you set up with all the equipment you need and a coaches shirt. You will love it!”
I found out that before I could coach, I had to watch about 2 hours of videos. Some were on the beliefs of the league while another was on what to do and not do. Then there was a series of videos about concussions, how to recognize them, and what to do if a player has one. Then there was a series of videos about kids in sports and cardiac arrest. These videos were really thorough!
So, this weekend, I will venture out and do what I can to help the little soccer players. I have to meet someone extra early this weekend to get all I need. They have paired me up with another late to the coaching game coach. Hopefully, we will be able to get the job done.
I may have to stroll over to Barnes and Noble to pick up a book before the game …
We’ve had a lot going on over the past week. I feel like I am just getting around to settling down.
Easter
I hope you had a good Easter, if you celebrate. My wife’s family did all the Easter stuff on the Friday before. I had to work, so I missed all the fun. They had an egg hunt for the kids, and Nana and Pa got each grandkid a little something. Andrew was in his glory!
He got his very own tool box! It is similar to Pa’s, and is better than mine! He told Andrew that he could come over and collect some tools to put in it later in the week.
My wife worked Saturday night, so Easter for us was Saturday Morning. The kids were excited to get their baskets.
They each got some cool loot this year, including special drinking cups – a princess one for Ella and a Paw Patrol one for Andrew. We spent the day playing and cleaning.
On Easter Sunday, I was told to cook the ham that was in the fridge. Honestly, I don’t know how many people my wife thought we were feeding. She bought a 13 pound ham! Andrew had some, my wife and I had some, but Ella is not a fan. Needless to say, there was a lot left over.
On Monday, I ran to the store with a crockpot recipe I found for ham and potato soup. I bought the ingredients we didn’t have and made it up. My goodness, it was delicious! It was so simple, too. I like simple. We’ll be doing that again.
Back to the Diamond
Last year, Ella said she really didn’t want to play T-ball again. Then she said she might. We signed her up and she’s already had her first practice. I was at work, but my wife said that this year, she is rocking it. Last year, she had trouble hitting the ball. I guess she nailed them all at practice.
Her games are all on days I work, so I’m going to have to figure out how to get to a couple of them.
Outdoor Play
With the weather warming up, the kids can finally go outside. They love riding their scooters and bikes. Ella, however, still wants to play with her Barbies. So this week, Sam told her she could bring out one of her Barbie houses and she could play with them outside. I think she liked the idea.
School Silliness
It is hard to believe that school is almost out for the summer. Ella has loved preschool. I have loved having mornings together. We all pile in the car and enjoy the drive to school. Sometimes she will talk about her classmates and sometimes she wants to listen to kids songs on the radio. When Andrew comes with us, it is always a hoot to listen to them talk about stuff in the backseat.
Ella mentioned while waiting in the car this week that we hadn’t taken a before school selfie in awhile. Usually, when we all try to get one, it comes out wonky because of movement or something. We had a magic moment this week …
Gee, Thanks, Dad
Andrew stayed at Nana and Pa’s house yesterday. Pa was putting in a new toilet. He was drilling a hole in the floor and that was all Andrew needed to see. He was going to stay and help Pa. At one point, they had to run up to Home Depot for something. Andrew LOVES tool stores! I can only imagine what that had to be like for my father-in-law.
At any rate, while they were there Andrew asked for something. Pa, naturally bought it for him. When my wife went to pick him up, she gasped when she saw him.
Pa bought him a REAL STAPLE GUN! Thankfully, there are no staples. The first thing my father-in-law said was, “Don’t worry. I made sure it was safe for him!”
When Sam did our nightly video call, she said, “Show daddy what Pa got you.” She turned the phone to show me him and he had it plugged in and he was pulling the trigger on the hardwood floor! I started to freak out until she told me that there were no staples! It just makes noise. He is in utter heaven!! He told me to wake him up when I got home so he could “show me how to use it!”
Last week I wrapped up my Music of My Life feature. It focused on music from 1970-2025. I admit that it was fun to look back at the tunes that have special meaning to me, bring back a certain memory or a tune that I just really like.
When I got into the 2000’s it became more difficult for me to find songs. With the earlier years, however, I found it difficult to narrow my list down to just ten songs. So I sat down with my original lists and selected some songs that “bubbled under,” so to speak.
I figured a good way to present them was to focus on a decade. 10 years = 1 song per year = 10 songs. Let’s head back to the 70’s and check out a few “Decade Extras.”
1970
I wish I could find the recording of this so I could set it up better. My co-host, Steph, and I were in conversation with our newsman, Hal. Something came up about knocking and Hal says, “Knock three times on the ceiling if you want me.” This led to me asking why we were discussing Tony Orlando on a country station.
Steph walks out of the studio during commercials and I went on the hunt for the song. I found it and cued it up to the chorus. When she comes back to the studio, and she has to read a sponsorship for the weather forecast. I let her begin and out of nowhere I play the chorus of Knock Three Times. She was so thrown by this, she can’t stop laughing. She’s trying to do the sponsorship, but every 6th or 7th word, I’d fire the chorus again. She is down for the count in laughter (which was my intention), so I wound up reading it and apologizing to our listeners.
I think of Steph every time I hear it.
Knock Three Times
1971
I’ve always love the Jonathan Edwards song “Sunshine.” It was always one that I loved singing along with. Had it not been for a mistake, it may never have gotten recorded. According to songfacts.com, he recorded this out of necessity when one of the tracks he put down was accidentally erased. Instead of redoing that song, he did “Sunshine.” Pleased with the results, he and the engineer overdubbed bass and added the drums the next day.
Edwards was signed to Atco Records. They released “Sunshine” as his first single early in 1971, but it flopped. The song got some traction thanks to disc jockeys in New England who started playing it off the album. Six months after the Atco single was released, it was re-issued on the independent Capricorn label with a demo version on the B-side. This time, the song was a hit, shooting to #4 in the US.
He would often end live shows with the song, and Edwards said, “I often say, and it’s true, that if I had never done another song in my life, I’ll be happy to have come and gone with that.”
Sunshine
1972
For the longest time, I thought that Neil Diamond was singing Nice To Be With You. When I started working at my first radio gig, I found out I was wrong.
The song was actually one that had a local connection. Jim Gold formed the group Gallery in Detroit. They recorded quite a few songs, but none were as big as Nice To Be With You. It was also the title track of their debut album.
Nice to Be With You
1973
There was no shortage of Jim Croce songs in my original feature. My mom and dad listened to his music a lot. He was one of many artists who were a part of my childhood.
I love when songs have some basis or inspiration in real life. Bad, Bad Leroy Brown is one of them.
“Leroy Brown is a guy that he actually met,” said his widow Ingrid. “When he was in the service – The National Guard – this guy had gone AWOL. He was a guy that Jim kind of related to, he liked to sing with him. This guy had gone AWOL but he came back to get his paycheck, and he got caught. Jim just thought he was such a funny guy that he thought he’d include his name in the song, and it just worked. There really was a Leroy Brown, and sometimes having a name helps you to build a song around it.”
It’s one of the few songs I can sing at karaoke.
Bad, Bad Leroy Brown
1974
I was a big Beatles fan growing up. As a kid, I didn’t really understand why Paul McCartney was in another group (Wings) or why John Lennon was doing solo stuff. I do remember hearing Band on the Run, though, and liking it.
McCartney recorded the album in Lagos, Nigeria along with his wife Linda and guitarist Denny Laine. The other Wings decided not to make the trip, which worked out fine in the end: McCartney considers the album his best post-Beatles work. He told Word in 2005:
“I was on drums and guitar a lot, mainly because the drummer decided to leave the group the night before and one of the guitar players decided not to come! So we got that solo element into an otherwise ‘produced’ album.”
Band On the Run
1975
It’s a Long Way to the Top is an autobiographical song for AC/DC. It describes their struggles as they tried to make it big. Right from the start, they delivered a top notch live show night after night. Songfacts says: It was genuine: At the time, they were just getting started and playing some seedy venues with even seedier business associates. The hard work eventually paid off, and several years later the band was selling out arenas.
“It’s A Long Way To The Top” really summed us up as a band,” Angus Young told Rolling Stone. “It was the audience that really allowed us to even get near a studio.”
The song is a bit unusual because instead of a lengthy guitar solo it features Angus Young on lead and Bon Scott on the bagpipes in a Dueling Banjos sort of way. I remember the first time I heard the song. “Are those bagpipes?!” Yes. Yes, they are!
It’s a Long Way to the Top
1976
Turn the Page by Bob Seger is also a song about being out on the road and performing. This one focuses on the effects of touring on a performer. There is a lot of loneliness that they feel.
Bob says, “Our first headline shows ever in a large (twelve thousand seat) hall were the two shows at Detroit’s Cobo Arena, September 4th and 5th, 1975. I remember while I was singing this how nice it was to have such good on-stage monitors. I had never heard my voice so well while performing.” The version on Seger’s greatest hits album was taken from these shows.
The song is a classic rock staple here in Michigan. I got to see Bob perform one of his last shows and it was electrifying. I can’t even begin to explain the feel of the room when he performed this one.
Turn the Page
1977
“What’s Your Name” by Lynyrd Skynyrd is another song that is based on a true story. One night while they were on tour, the band was drinking at their hotel bar when one of the roadies got in a fight. They all got kicked out. So they went to a room, ordered champagne and continued the party.
Songfacts says: The incident in this song did not happen in Boise, Idaho. The first line was originally, “It’s 8 o’clock and boys it’s time to go,” but lead singer Ronnie Van Zant changed it when he found out his brother, Donnie, was opening his first national tour with his band .38 Special in Boise. The first line became “It’s 8 o’clock in Boise, Idaho.”
Three days after the album was released, Ronnie Van Zant, Steve Gaines, and Cassie Gaines died in a plane crash. The cover of the album was redone because the original cover had the band surrounded by flames.
What’s Your Name
1978
Hold the Line by Toto caught my ear the first time I heard it because of the piano open with the guitar riff intermingling with it. It was the debut single for the group who was made up primarily of session musicians.
From songfacts: “Hold the line” is an expression meaning to maintain your existing position, which in this case is the singer telling a girl to be patient and stay with their relationship.
The saying also has a more literal meaning, however, which is how David Paich came up with the title. “Hold the line” is what you tell someone on the phone if you want to put them on hold while you’re taking another call. This is typical in workplaces, but in the days before cell phones, some households (especially ones with teenagers) also had multiple phone lines coming in and could put callers on hold. Paich lived in one such household.
Paich said: “When I was in high school, all of a sudden the phone started ringing off the hook, and I had a situation where I was at the dinner table and I had three girls all call at the same time, so all the lights were flashing. I was kind of juggling girlfriends, and that’s how that came about.”
Toto’s video was a bit ahead of it’s time. MTV hadn’t even gone on the air yet when the song was released.
Hold the Line
1979
Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen is such a fun song to play at weddings and parties, especially after the audience has loosened up. So often I’d come out of a slow song and segue right into the smooth intro of Freddie Mercury. People would raise their hands and sway while singing along. Then, when the tempo changes, the dance floor was insane.
It’s a catchy song that has you singing along, even if you are just hearing it for the first time. In 2011, Queen fans voted the chorus of “Don’t Stop Me Now” as the band’s best ever lyric.
In an Absolute Radio interview, Brian May says, “I thought it was a lot of fun, but I did have an undercurrent feeling of, ‘aren’t we talking about danger here,’ because we were worried about Freddie at this point. That feeling lingers, but it’s become almost the most successful Queen track as regards to what people play in their car or at their weddings. It’s become a massive, massive track and an anthem to people who want to be hedonistic. It was kind of a stroke of genius from Freddie.”
Don’t Stop Me Now
So what do you think? I like this idea. A quick look back at a decade. There are plenty of songs to choose from that did not make the original run of this feature. Join me next week for more!
Mel Carter turns 85 today. He was born in Cincinnati, Ohio in 1939. In 1963, he had his first hit with “When A Boy Falls in Love” which was co-written by Sam Cooke. He was 24.
It was his 1965 hit “Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me” which brought him huge success. The song was nothing new, as it had been around for a while. The song was first recorded by Karen Chandler in 1952. Chandler had just re-emerged on the music scene, having previously recorded under the name Eve Young; “Hold Me” was her debut single under her new name and her new recording contract with Coral Records. The following year, Sonny Til and the Orioles gave the song a doo-wop treatment, and Connie Francis followed with an emotive pop take in 1959. But it wouldn’t reach the charts again until 1965 when Carter made it his own.
Carter recorded this during his tenure at Imperial Records, where he worked with producer Phil Schaff, who convinced a skeptical Carter to record the love song. “Phil brought the ‘Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me’ song to me,” Carter said in an interview with Vintage Vinyl, “When we first did it, I hated the song because I had to be directed to sing on the beat, but little did I know.”
Mel would eventually get into acting. He appeared on Quincy MD, Sanford and Son, CHiPS and Magnum PI on television. He also appeared in movies like Friday Foster.
Movie Music Monday will return next week. Every now and then you have to celebrate your accomplishments, so I will do that today.
I have a tendency to get sidetracked. I often start things and stop before they are finished. I have come to understand that goes along with my ADHD.
I suppose it was a year or two ago that there was some sort of “Blog for 30 days” challenge. Honestly, I didn’t think I’d be able to do it, but I did. At some point within the last year, I was looking at stats and realized that I had blogged every day for over a month. I decided to see if I could go an entire year with a blog post every day. Today, I have my answer.
This blog marks the 365th day that I have posted at least one blog a day. I know many of the folks I follow will post two to three a day. I don’t have that kind of time or things to write about I suppose.
The various features I write certainly helped me get there. I hope that you haven’t found them boring or stale. I truly hope that you enjoy the posts here. No one has reached out to say, “That’s enough of the music (or movies, or whatever),” so that is probably a positive, right?
Gratitude is something that should be shared often. So with that in mind, I thank you for making this little blog a part of your day. Thank you for following and reading. If there is anything you feel I can do to make this better, I would love to hear from you.
I can’t promise another 365 days in a row … but I promise to try to keep the posts worth reading.
I don’t often share things of a religious nature. I realize that not everyone believes what I believe. Feel free to skip today’s post your beliefs and mine don’t line up.
Today, I am celebrating the resurrection of Jesus Christ. That event is so important to my faith. It is THE most important thing to my faith.
A pastor friend of mine posted this on his blog/social media page. I found it so good, I wanted to share it. By doing so, others can read it and I will be able to find it at a later date if needed.
From Pastor Bryon Ross:
As we reflect on the cornerstone of Christian faith – the resurrection of Jesus Christ – we are confronted with a profound truth that has shaped history and continues to transform lives today. The empty tomb stands as a testament to the power of God and the fulfillment of His promises.
The apostle Paul, in his first letter to the Corinthians, emphasizes the critical importance of the resurrection. He states unequivocally, “And if Christ be not raised, your faith is vain; ye are yet in your sins.” (1 Corinthians 15:17). This bold declaration underscores the centrality of the resurrection to Christian belief. It’s not merely an add-on to the crucifixion; it’s the very foundation upon which our hope rests.
But what evidence do we have for this extraordinary claim? Paul provides a compelling list of eyewitnesses: Peter, the twelve disciples, over 500 believers at once, James, and finally Paul himself (1 Corinthians 15:5-8). These weren’t isolated incidents or individual hallucinations. These were multiple appearances to various groups over an extended period.
Yet, from the very beginning, there have been attempts to explain away the resurrection. The earliest “hoax theory” comes from the Gospel of Matthew, where the chief priests bribed the Roman guards to spread a false narrative that the disciples had stolen Jesus’ body (Matthew 27:62-66). This account reveals that even in the first century, there were efforts to discredit the resurrection story.
Over the centuries, skeptics have proposed various theories to explain the empty tomb without acknowledging a miraculous resurrection. Let’s examine a few:
The Hallucination Theory: This suggests that the disciples were all deceived by hallucinations. However, hallucinations are individual experiences, not shared by large groups. The varied nature of Jesus’ appearances – to individuals, small groups, and crowds of 500 – makes this theory implausible.
The Wrong Tomb Theory: Some propose that the disciples simply went to the wrong tomb. But this ignores the fact that both the Jewish authorities and the Romans knew exactly where Jesus was buried. If the disciples had claimed a resurrection from the wrong tomb, it would have been easily disproven.
The Swoon Theory: This theory suggests Jesus didn’t actually die on the cross but merely fainted and later revived. However, this ignores the brutal reality of Roman crucifixion and the professional expertise of Roman executioners. Moreover, a battered and weakened Jesus could hardly have overcome the guards and rolled away the stone.
The Stolen Body Theory: As mentioned earlier, this was the first attempt to explain away the resurrection. But it fails to account for the transformation of the disciples from fearful deserters to bold proclaimers of the risen Christ.
When we examine these theories critically, we find they all fall short of providing a satisfactory explanation for the empty tomb and the subsequent spread of Christianity.
The reality is that the resurrection of Jesus Christ is not just a historical claim – it’s a life-changing truth with profound implications for every person. As Paul argues, “If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable.” (1 Corinthians 15:19). Our hope extends beyond this earthly existence because of the resurrection.
The empty tomb is more than just an absence of a body; it’s a powerful symbol of victory over death. Jesus becomes the “firstfruits of them that slept.” (1 Corinthians 15:20), paving the way for all who put their faith in Him. This is why Paul can confidently declare that just as in Adam all die, so in Christ all will be made alive (1 Corinthians 15:22).
This resurrection hope transforms how we view our mortality. Our bodies, described by Paul as “vile” or perishable, will one day be changed. In his letter to the Philippians, he writes that Christ “who shall change our vile body, that it may be fashioned like unto his glorious body” (Philippians 3:21). The resurrection of Jesus is the guarantee of our own future resurrection.
As we contemplate the empty tomb, we’re faced with a decision. Either Jesus rose from the dead, marking it the greatest miracle in history, or it’s the biggest hoax ever perpetrated on humanity. There is no middle ground. The evidence, both biblical and historical, points strongly to the reality of the resurrection.
This truth isn’t just for intellectual assent; it’s an invitation to a transformed life. When we put our faith in the finished work of Christ – His death on the cross for our sins, His burial, and His resurrection – we receive the free gift of eternal life. This isn’t based on our own efforts or religious performance, but solely on what Christ has done for us.
The empty tomb stands as a silent witness to the power of God. It proclaims that death has been defeated, sin has been conquered, and a new life is available to all who believe. As we reflect on this incredible truth, may we be filled with hope, joy, and a renewed commitment to live in light of the resurrection.
In a world often filled with despair and uncertainty, the message of the empty tomb rings out with clarity and power. It’s not a “fool’s hope” but a living, blessed hope that has the power to change lives and destinies. As we embrace this truth, may we, like those first disciples, be transformed from fearful followers into bold witnesses of the risen Christ.
The empty tomb invites us to step into a story bigger than ourselves – a story of redemption, hope, and eternal life. It challenges us to examine our own beliefs and to consider the implications of a risen Savior. What difference does the resurrection make in your life today? How does it shape your view of the future?
As we close, let’s remember that the power that raised Jesus from the dead is the same power available to us today (Ephesians 1:20). May we live in the light of the resurrection, filled with hope, empowered for service, and looking forward to the day when we, too, will experience the fullness of resurrection life.
“You’ll never regret being kind even when people aren’t kind to you.”
The truth quoted above is just one of many I found inside my latest read. I added it to my “Want to read” list after seeing the title. “Borrowed life” intrigued me. Author Anna Johnston was new to me as well. I wasn’t sure what to expect.
The Borrowed Life of Frederick Fife began to show up in blogs I follow, on a list of books whose titles all follow the “The _________ _______ of Character Name” format, and then as a Goodreads suggestion. The suggestion read: “For readers of Remarkably Bright Creatures and A Man Called Ove,” both of which I really enjoyed.
The book had me laughing and crying at times. There are so many things in the book that I could relate to. Despite the main character, Frederick, doing some pretty unbelievably insane things, he is very likable. You understand why he is doing what he is doing, and pull for him. I’m jumping ahead here. Before I go further, let me give you the Goodreads synopsis:
For readers of Remarkably Bright Creatures and A Man Called Ove, a warm, life-affirming debut about a zany case of mistaken identity that allows a lonely old man one last chance to be part of a family.
‘Would you mind terribly, old boy, if I borrowed the rest of your life? I promise I’ll take excellent care of it.’
Frederick Fife was born with an extra helping of kindness in his heart. If he borrowed your car, he’d return it washed with a full tank of gas. The problem is there’s nobody left in Fred’s life to borrow from. At eighty-two, he’s desperately lonely, broke, and on the brink of homelessness. But Fred’s luck changes when, in a bizarre case of mistaken identity, he takes the place of grumpy Bernard Greer at the local nursing home. Now he has warm meals in his belly and a roof over his head—as long as his poker face is in better shape than his prostate and that his look-alike never turns up.
Denise Simms is stuck breathing the same disappointing air again and again. A middle-aged mom and caregiver at Bernard’s facility, her crumbling marriage and daughter’s health concerns are suffocating her joy for life. Wounded by her two-faced husband, she vows never to let a man deceive her again.
As Fred walks in Bernard’s shoes, he leaves a trail of kindness behind him, fueling Denise’s suspicions about his true identity. When unexpected truths are revealed, Fred and Denise rediscover their sense of purpose and learn how to return a broken life to mint condition.
Bittersweet and remarkably perceptive, The Borrowed Life of Frederick Fife is a hilarious, feel-good, clever novel about grief, forgiveness, redemption, and finding family.
Through a series of mishaps and misunderstandings, lonely Frederick suddenly finds himself amongst some very unique people at the nursing home. He is quick to be nice to everyone he meets there. He befriends patients and staff, many of whom cannot believe the change in personality of “Bernard.”
Many of the situations he finds himself in will have you laughing out loud. The kindness and compassion Fred extends to everyone will warm your heart. The struggle and guilt Frederick feels inside with each day at the nursing home will break your heart. Then there are situations that make you wonder just how he’s going to get out of the mess he’s created.
I don’t want to give too much away, so I will just say that this book is simply wonderful! It is definitely one of the best books I have read this year. I was surprised that this is Anna Johnston’s debut novel. She did such an amazing job of expressing the various feelings that characters were experiencing. I felt the anger, the grief, the disbelief, and the happiness right along with them. That doesn’t happen very often for me.
This incredible story is one that I will remember for a very long time.
I suppose every state (or country for that matter) has their own weather quirks. Here in Michigan, the weather is a subject of humor almost daily. There is a plethora of funny cartoons/memes about that very subject. Here are a few of my favorites:
Alas, Spring is trying to get here. We had a few nice days this week, but it was still a bit chilly. All the kids had to see was that it was sunny and they wanted outside.
Before they went out, they had been playing in the “dress-up” bin. Ella was in her Skye from Paw Patrol outfit, while Andrew was Cat Boy from PJ Masks. They wanted to go out and ride their bikes, scooters and electric car. They didn’t even take off their outfits. Instead, they played out in the front of the house in them. One can only imagine what folks thought as they drove by.
Ella as Skye
The Cat Boy mask has a see through blue plastic window. I am almost positive that Andrew had it twisted upside down because the mask didn’t look like it fit him properly.
Andrew as Cat Boy
Another sign that spring and summer are coming is that the baseball teams are practicing out on the field behind our house. I love when they practice. The kids usually play on the swings or in the sandbox while I watch the practice.
I don’t remember seeing it last year, but they actually have a pitching machine this year. It’s kind of funny to watch because the coach acts like he is going to throw the ball and when his arm comes down, he drops the ball in the machine. I thought this was weird until I heard him tell the batter “When my arm get’s up here, that’s when you gear up to swing.” Ok, makes sense now.
In all the years I have watched the practices, the batters have always used the aluminum bats. Summer is full of the “Tink” sounds of the ball hitting the bat. At this particular practice, I was surprised to hear the sound of the ball hitting a wooden bat. Oh, how I know that sound!
When we would play ball every day in the summer as kids, we never used aluminum bats. We’d have 10-12 wooden bats of different lengths and with different players autographs etched into the bat. When the ball would hit the sweet spot, it made such a glorious sound!
Detroit Tiger legend and announcer George Kell
There were about 4-5 kids out of 15-16 on the field that used a wooden bat to hit with. When they connected, that ball would launch over the fielder’s heads. I am anxious to see just how many use them in games this spring/summer.
Whether we decide to take a trip out of town or just sit in lawn chairs watching high school baseball, I am SO looking forward to nice weather.
Tomorrow marks the 31st anniversary of my paternal grandfather’s passing. My maternal grandfather passed away 13 years earlier and taught me that those near and dear to me won’t be here forever. Because of that, I became very close to my paternal grandfather.
I have blogged about him and the special relationship we had in the past. I was devastated when he passed away. I find myself quoting him and thinking of him a lot.
My dad posted a picture of him on social media last week. He said he was thinking about his dad. He had posted a picture of him, my grandma, my great aunt and my great grandma. I went to a folder on my hard drive looking for that picture to post, but instead I stumbled on another photo.
The photo is of my grandpa and my dad when he was younger. They are sitting on a couch together. My dad and I look a lot alike today, but there are photos of him as a kid where he looks like me, too. The picture of him and my grandpa reminded me that there was a similar picture of me and him together. Coincidentally, it is also taken while we sit on a couch.
I found each of these separate, and seeing them side by side for the first time is really neat. There is no doubt that big eyebrows run in the family!
One day I will have to go back and dig deeper into these pictures and talk about the stuff in the background. For now, it is all about “Pops.” I truly miss him.
Various Ramblings of a Nostalgic Italian 