My Life As A Hobby

Well, it’s taken almost a half century, but I’m finally going to get it off my chest. It’s been long enough. The way I see it, It took less than 50 years after dropping the The Bomb on Japan for us to become allies. So if time can heal a wound like that, maybe Susan wonʼt hold a grudge. She might even laugh. Either way, I’m telling the story.   It was the summer of 1970, one year before my high school graduation, and I was working at a golf course pro shop. Even though the air conditioning was preferable than the 90+ degrees outside, time was passing slower than cold ketchup pouring out of a bottle.  No doubt it was because later I had a date with Susan. She was a cute, perky strawberry blonde, and we had been dating on and off for a month or two. Nothing serious, but we were having a good time.  When I called her to confirm the pick up arrangements, Susan told me something had come up, and she had to break the date.   No word on what that something was.  What I...

After 10 days, I got retested today. It was negative!  So, I hope that was my final experience with Corona.  I had to wait almost all day to get in the office  and get the result.  Locally, there are a few places that do same day testing, but they are in high demand.  However, on line registration, and keeping me informed of my wait time made things much easier,  enabling me to arrive about an hour before my test. No waiting in the car for 6 hours like my son and wife did.   As sure as I was that I had Covid before I tested 10 days ago, I was equally sure that the test I took today was going to be negative.  But I tried not to think about it.   If I dwelled  on the fact that I didn’t still have it and turned out to be wrong, that would have been a major blow to my psyche.  I did not want to be in COVID timeout any more.  But I knew so many people were praying for me and my family - and that gave me a peaceful confidence as they...