Hung around people from all around the world all weekend: Indonesia, Cairo, the Dominican Republic, and the Far East. Good time to be going that.
Drove C to IKEA, then we ate a late supper at Jalisco. We enjoyed talking to the waiter for a long while, who seemed to take a liking to Ceil.
At IKEA they have 24 checkout lines. Very impressive. Friday night only three of them were open. Long lines, long wait. Last month it was the same deal. I tagged IKEA in an Instagram post. They’re raking in money at that place, you’d think they’d be able to hire more uncaring employees. The service level there is like McDonalds.
Later back home. Housework upstairs and down. Laundry, dishes, then yardwork. Cleared debris and mowed the yard, and cleaned off the driveway. Looks tons better.
Saturday afternoon we were watching the US Olympic marathon trials on NBC. Ran in downtown Atlanta. Mens and women on the same course, but with a different start time. Every now and then they’d pass each other going the other way. Up and down Peachtree from Five Points to Pershing Point three times, then under the 1996 Olympic cauldron – lit for the first time since 1996. Then past Mercedes Benz Stadium and the Congress Center to the finish line in Centennial Park. A good crowd lined the streets the entire way. Connie Morris took pictures.
In Sunday School a missionary from the Dominican Republic spoke. His wife had grown up at Johnson’s Ferry. In worship our missionary friend from the Far East spoke. New pastor Clay Smith announced that the previous week 26 people had made decisions for Christ. Walked back to the car talking to Reid about doing crazy things outside our comfort zone – so I started talking to the associate pastor Thomas Nelson walking near us. Thomas asked if a missionary had spoken in our Sunday School, so we told him about the four missionaries we’d met that weekend. Spaghetti for lunch. Nap. Played on laptop. Bed.
Monday: a half day, then heading out for an appointment. I should’ve gotten up early to work out this morning. These next two weeks are gonna be hit or miss.
JUAN PIZARRO [SABR Bio] whom former Milwaukee Braves outfielder Hank Aaron write, ““I’ve always felt that we would have won some more championships if we had hung onto [him]. We needed young pitchers to take over for Spahn, Burdette, and Buhl, and we never came up with them. … I’m not sure I ever saw a pitcher with more ability than [he] had when he came to us out of Puerto Rico at the age of nineteen.” Aaron’s quote to Lonnie Wheeler in, I Had a Hammer: The Hank Aaron Story. In his major league debut, he lost 1-0 to future Cy Young Award winner Vernon Law. Pizarro went 7 innings in his debut for the Milwaukee Braves, striking out 6, walking 1 and surrendering the game’s solitary run. Law went the distance. In his entire professional career, he won in excess of 400 games. His regular-season count is 392: 197 in the US (131 in the majors and 66 in the minors), plus 38 more in Mexico in his late 30s and 157 while playing winter ball in his homeland of Puerto Rico. His nickname come from an old comic strip character. His nickname was ‘Terin’ (Pronounced “teh-REEN”) because he liked “Terry and the Pirates” so much. He admitted later in his career that he was two years older than originally listed. At age 34, he fessed up and admitted he was 36.
Saw pictures of Queen Elizabeth with every US President going all the way back to Truman. Here’s a link to photos showing a photo during WWII in 1944, then the same place 70 years later.
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