Hmmmmm....
I don't quite know what happened but it seems that some folks did not get the Epistle last month. If so, it follows this month's at the bottom of the page.
On the road again....
October is when the summer bills are due so it was time to fly the coop. We left the island days ago and flew to New Orleans just hours after hurricane Delta hammered the Louisiana coast nearby. This was the first leg of our yearly pilgrimage to visit kids and grandkids all over the country and we started with daughter Kami. An adventurous one, she took us to visit a southern Antebellum estate, an airboat ride through the bayous surrounded by alligators and a visit to to the MS Rau antique store where among many other treasures you can pick up a simple $9,500,000 'Renee Magritte' painting to hang in that little corner of your living room.
Airboat ride through the swamp
As we go to press, we have just flown to Seattle Washington, where we have rented a car and are driving to Idaho to visit our Son Wesley and his fiance Amanda.
Well, it's that time again... time to put our big boy drinking pants on, as the US presidential election is scheduled for next month. No matter what is said, feelings will be hurt, egos will be dented, tempers will flare and it will be a thorny, knock down, drag out debate. Let's get started.
We here at the Epistle pride ourselves and are known for being completely non partisan, impartial, neutral, balanced and absolutely factual in these matters. In fact, based on what I write you would probably have no idea where I stand politically. Am I a clear thinking conservative or a mooching and looting global warming liberal? How would you know, since I am all about keeping my opinions to myself? It is what allows me to make and share reasoned objective judgements.
I could comment about keeping the adults in the room we currently have or turning the asylum over to the inmates but I won't because, well as I said, being circumspect, objective and non partisan, I keep my opinions to myself. In spite of struggling with low self esteem, I love that I am always right.
The front entrance to daughter Kami's house.
Now I ask you, as a father where did I go wrong?
I know these can be trying and confusing times for some. Because of that, I just wanted you to know that if you are among them, purely as a public service, I and the entire Republican party are here for you and stand ready to help guide you through the choices you will be asked to make to Keep America Great Again. Remember, Republicans vote on November 3rd. Democrats vote on November 4th...
If the sleepy bed wetter wins, you will get to gloat next month. If my guy wins, I won't say a peep because, well you know, I keep my opinions to myself.
I love you man.
Unbelievable
My 96 year old mother was hospitalized for several days last month. I have witnessed first hand her short stay in her local hospital a year ago but I was on quarantine when she was admitted this time. I am sorry if what I think of the Canadian health system offends some dear Canadian friends and family but the reality (at least in this case) is unarguable.
OK, here's the riddle. What is the difference between the health care shown in these two pictures?
This is Vietnam and they have to sit on the floor in the hallways
This was the health care in my mothers Canadian hospital. They don't have to sit on the floor, they get to stay on a gurney in the hallway as there are no hospital beds available.
Imagine you are here for days. What can you do except watch the ceiling?
TV? Of course not.
Visitors? No, because of Covid.
Where do I put the flowers my son sent me? "We have them at the nurses station".
Some friends have learned that to be seen by a doctor and not have to be put on months long waiting lists, they must report to the emergency room where you can't be turned away. But hey, "It's free", right?
I report, you decide.
