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Monday, February 24, 2020

Weekend

Anna’s interview in Nashville went well. The job hadn’t even been posted yet, so no idea about the timetable. C and A spent the rest of the day in Nashville, visiting a friend and shopping, before heading home that evening, arriving around 1030. Anna was tired, and dropped off C and headed to Will’s house. W&MC spent the weekend in Charleston for a wedding, so A was dog-sitting Okie. Will grilled out on Sunday night. 
 
After the Willys taco salad for lunch Friday I ran my four miles at the gym, then stopped by Kroger on the way home. After his work, M stopped by Los Bravos for takeout. For some season they gave him two dinners, so C and I snacked on the extra. Took a break from Parenthood and caught up on Jerry Seinfeld’s Comedians in Cars Drinking Coffee. At my YMCA there are two or three guys older than me but not many. A few older ladies as well.
 
Saturday morning small group. Met at Chickfila. Afterward I stopped by a thrift store and the bank, then the carwash to see if they removed scratches from cars. Later I took Ceil’s car back to get an estimate. Mailed an eBay package. Finally home to do some housework and laundry.    
 
Saturday night we went to Lee & Nancy’s for dinner with three other couples. Grilled salmon and chicken tenders, sour cream chunky mashed potatoes, cole slaw, and a green pea, mushrooms, and onion dish. Also coconut cake. A fun time. One lady had grown up at Johnson Ferry and as a teen had TP’s Bryant Wright’s house. I thought we should all go right over and TP the new pastor’s house. We all had huger packages of toilet paper from Costco, so we were ready. The idea gained traction, but finally wiser heads prevailed.
 
We were talking about Babbi Mason on Saturday night. My friend Reid is a composer for Turner Broadcasting. He’s won Emmy Awards. He grew up at Eastside Baptist in East Cobb, and was involved in the music ministry there. That was Babbi Mason’s home church. One year Reid was named Musician of the Year by the church music ministry. I knew he had to beat out Babbi Mason for the award. Reid said that she had won the award several times.
 
I was late for Sunday School. C had gone early and M went with me to drove off Ceil’s car to get the scratches out. Took a nap after church. Also spent time unsubscribing from emails. Sunday we had a guy detail Ceil’s Honda CRV SUV, buffing it to get out the scratches. I followed her home, and worried when she pulled in the garage that she would scrape the side again. After we got the car Matthew, Ceil, and I met Anna at Pappasitos for an early dinner. Anna got fish tacos. M got chicken enchiladas. C and I got our chicken fajitas. Leftovers for lunch today.
 
Back home C watched Hallmark Channel and I played on my computer.   
 
Did you hear that Clair Eaton passed away over the weekend? Service is this Friday in Lavonia at 3 pm. I think Harold Hall’s service will be at SPdL, time to be determined.
 
CASIMIR JAMES “JimKONSTANTY [SABR Bio] a former Orangeman basketball player, he set a record for pitching appearances, toiling for a bunch of parvenus. Played basketball at Syracuse University 1936-39. His 74 pitching appearances were a modern record until broken by John Wyatt in 1964 with the A’s of Kansas City. He ran an eponymous sporting goods store for years. According to Mary Konstanty, her husband opened Jim Konstanty Sporting Goods in 1947 in Oneonta, New York because he was not sure he could make a living as a pitcher. He ran the store with her help during his career and then managed it until 1973. Even his teammates didn’t know his real first name. He is a member of a Hall of Fame honoring athletes of his national heritage. In 2008, Konstanty was inducted into the National Polish-American Sports Hall of Fame, calling him baseball’s first superstar reliever.
 
From Denison: despite the cultural acceptance of marijuana, the Wall Street Journal reports “psychiatrists and epidemiologists have reached a consensus that it presents more serious risks than most people realize.”
 

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