Sunday, April 7, 3034
Lectored at mass. Gathered for a short while afterwards.
Cut up the basil rolls
We gathered to bid Janice Collins farewell as she is moving to a facility in Delafield to be near her family. Her son expressed his gratitude for what we did; it was mostly Cookie who was the organizer and Sue Cotrell and Anne Hahn who lived with her in East Castle before moving to SRS.
Now Eleanor and I are planning a memorial service for Jackie and Dan's son Erniee tomorrow night.
Soccer's a match made in heaven
Which is fan-tastic news for me
And heaven's a level playing field
Where anyone can kick off for free
The referee needs no introduction
Or whistle for a foul blow
When God raises his eyebrows
None argue with the penalty or throw
The transfer window never closes
As new players arrive all the time
There's always a top team to play on
As for the kit, I just wish I'd brought mine
We kick off side by side in a minute
Cheered by old family, teammates and friends
Football's really a blast in heaven
After your first whistle the matches never end
Michael Ashby
We lingered after most of the people left.
Tuesday, April 9
While we were playing sheepshead, Eleanor Harris walking with her arm in a sling; she tripped and fell in exercise class and broke her wrist. Exercise is hazardous to one's health.
I read at mass, trading with Rita Edwards so that I'd be free next Tuesday for the MU AI program. I finished one dish cloth and dropped the last cast-off stitch; I ripped it.
Wednesday, April 10
I went to the Marquette program on water at 12:15 p.m.; it was at 8:30.
I played sheepshead and lost almost $2.00, but I had a few good hands.
Peter and I met at the Polish Center for their Wednesday Café. I had meatballs on noodles with vegetables, bread and red cabbage with a Polish lager. We danced to the music of an accordion player and got an applause. We finished at Leon's.
Got to Genius in Spelling Bee.
Thursday, April 11
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