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75.4Ā°F on our way to 90Ā°F with a 20% chance of rain.

My plumber and friend came over yesterday and reworked two toilets and replaced two faucets, the kitchen and utility room. My wallet is a little lighter!

You all have a good Wednesday and if you see the redcoats shoot them! :)
 
Your blood pressure is ideal.

The day I had my heart attack my total cholesterol was 119. The doctors want it below 200. My daughter has really low cholesterol and I tell her all the time to watch out for a heart attack as if it was 300.

My personal take based on my personal experience, my dad's low cholesterol and a heart attack, my MIL's low cholesterol with heart disease that killed her young; leads me to think cholesterol has little to do with my heart disease. My cardiologist thinks the same.
Bert, lots of factors to heart disease with cholesterol being just one. Others could be overwhelming cholesterol in your family. My cholesterol issue is keeping HDL above 40. People with HDL above 60 are pretty immune to heart disease.
 
Good afternoon from Forge Ridge, TN. Late night yesterday. Spent quality time with family.

Wishing all Happy Hump Day.

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Bert, lots of factors to heart disease with cholesterol being just one. Others could be overwhelming cholesterol in your family. My cholesterol issue is keeping HDL above 40. People with HDL above 60 are pretty immune to heart disease.
I have a good friend who is a cardiac surgeon and still works for the University of Kentucky Medical school at 80 years old this September. He is a two time President of the Kentucky Medical Society.

He has degrees from Johns Hopkins, UK and UL. He will not ever be on record discussing cholesterol and heart disease. He is too smart. He says that there are correlations between the two but not a lot of science in predicting cholesterol and it's cause of heart attacks. I am a perfect example super low cholesterol and a heart attack.

I defer to him as he has the title of expert. In fact he was involved in some of the first open heart surgeries, so them make him a pioneer also.
 
Good afternoon everyone.

No fireworks for me yesterday. We just stayed home and grilled (griddled) burgers. Today we were finally able to hike again. 7 miles up to The Channels in Virginia. Nice place. Love the rocks. We saw 1 bear hiking (about 30 yards) and at least one driving.

Wildlife Wednesday....pic of bear we saw today. Sorry not the best.

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Good morning all,

Just dropped my youngest and the BB at the airport. They are going to San Antonio.

I am in the parking lot at the DC VA. Real early...

Got the front brakes and rotors on My Darlings car installed. Seems to stop okay.

Finally received our replacement "new" furniture that was damaged during delivery after waiting nearly two months... That slowed completing the back brakes and rotors replacement.

What did the Army slogan used to be? I did more today before 6 than most people do all day...

Heading to the office after my treatment.

Have a great day. I do hope great things happen for you all...
 
Good morning folks.

Nice night for the Redlegs. Continued the destruction of the Nats. I figured they needed to go 3-for-4 in this road series against a bad team. Now 3-for-3, so a shot at the sweep. Great to really care about baseball again at the All Star break. The good news? They have all this young talent locked in through at least the 2027 season. Even if they come back to earth this year, the next few seasons should be fun.

Heading into work. Hope you all have a good day.
 
Good morning folks.

Nice night for the Redlegs. Continued the destruction of the Nats. I figured they needed to go 3-for-4 in this road series against a bad team. Now 3-for-3, so a shot at the sweep. Great to really care about baseball again at the All Star break. The good news? They have all this young talent locked in through at least the 2027 season. Even if they come back to earth this year, the next few seasons should be fun.

Heading into work. Hope you all have a good day.
If they stay hungry and motivated as they are now it will be hard to come back to earth. A bump or two in the road perhaps but, they should be in the hunt at the end of the season. It has also made Votto step up his game a bit too. Win-Win.
 
Good morning from Forge Ridge, TN. Love this morning fog.

Been up since 4 am, but went back to sleep. Took former brother in-law to work at 7:30 am. May run up to Forge Ridge school with daughter.

Wishing all a great day.

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Man that fried chicken looks good!

It is already 78.8Ā°F on our way to 87Ā° with a 50% chance of rain. We got .11" yesterday.

This does not feel like Thursday.
 
Good morning all,

Heading inside for what hopes to be a quiet day at work. People taking leave is abundant. My Darling and I plan to take part of next week off to head the Huntsville for three or so days to spend time with people we knew in Korea and have kept up with.

Have a John Wayne kind of day. (Hey, I've been wished worse things...) "Saddle up.... We're burning daylight..."

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Morning Legionnaires!

72Ā° this morning with a high in the mid 90's expected. Possible chance of thunderstorms. Going fishing shortly until it gets too hot. Was supposed to go yesterday, but a friend talked me into a trip to OKC (terrible weather as it rained heavy most of the time we were there.

Reds, man is this a great time to be a fan. More fun than I have had watching them in years.

Well, got to go get ready as it will be light shortly.

@AustinTXCat stay safe out there and enjoy and to all God Bless.
 
Back from fishing. Only spent about an hour. A quick nasty storm formed, and lightning was all around. Was wading and got out quickly. Rain came heavy as did the wind. Jumped in my truck and got out of there. Rain was so heavy on the highway back home that other vehicles were stopping alongside the road and some under the over passes. I Hate when they do that because they will stop along the side and others who cannot just stop on the road. They did leave one lane, so I kept going at a much slower speed.

Edited: Oh, and by the way, 2 strikes, no hooks, so none landed. Another push.
 
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Reds, man is this a great time to be a fan. More fun than I have had watching them in years.
Something about this Reds' run has had my mind drifting back to the summer of 1963 - I was a seven-year-old boy who absolutely loved going to Crosley. Vada Pinson was my favorite player. He was built like a greyhound, and in those sleeve-less jerseys, red undershirts, and the white crowned cap with red bill, he looked sharp as hell just lounging out in centerfield. Then he'd erupt like loosed lightning to run down fly balls, making most everything look routine. Then there was Frank Robinson, coming off a .342 average in 1962, though he'd slump in 63. Watching him bat, you knew you were seeing greatness.

That spring the Post and Enquirer were filled with stories about whether Don Blasingame should keep the 2nd base job. He got hurt in spring training. They brought in that rookie lots of locals were clamoring for because he was from Cincy's West Side. When rookie got off to a slow start, the papers were saying all the veterans wanted Blasingame back. But after he, too, failed to hit, Pete Rose was back for good. And won the NL Rookie of the Year that year. Oddly enough, my dad, who was a pretty good semi-pro player, never liked Rose and laughed at his running out walks antics. He never stopped citing the fact that "Charlie Hustle" was a nickname Whitey Ford and Mickey Mantle hung on Rose to make fun of him during his first spring training for goofy stuff like running full speed to the wall after a Mantle drive that was about 100 feet over the fence, and running desperately to first after getting a walk.
 
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Got some things completed after work today. Actually had a pretty productive day at work as well.

Got my blinds installed upstairs, now all I have to do is hang the curtains. (Don't have any lights in the two bedrooms yet.) Have the wiring but no lights. I will install those soon, Lord willing and the river don't rise.

I sure need a John Wayne movie. I think I will watch one tonight. (At least part of one.) My watch Tall in the Saddle...)
 
OOOH OOOH OOOH!!!!

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May have seen the BEST EVER license plate today from those who customize their plates....


Here she be...

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I stayed behind this van just so when I could stop at the light I could get a good picture.... (I zoomed in this shot, I wasn't that close. ;))

The brudder vet drove pretty well for being blind too! Must have been Army... šŸ˜
 
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Morning Legionnaires!

72Ā° this morning with thunder, lightning, wind, and more rain. This is the longest time my grass has stayed green during the summer months in well...as long as I can remember. Usually about this time of the year, I can go a week and a half (sometimes two weeks) without having to cut the grass. Now, it is every week. I cut it Thursday, so I am good for a few more days.

Will not be able to walk the monster this morning and did not yesterday either. She wants to go and does not understand. She follows me around the house during the early daylight hours knowing that is the normal time. She has already started with it this morning. As I was typing this, she jumped up on the couch and got in my face.

Still will get my workout in the shop and then back to the house to dust, clean, and vacuum before the in-laws invade.

You folks have a good Saturday and let's hope that the Reds can take today's game against the Brewers.

God Bless you all.
 
my dad, who was a pretty good semi-pro player,
MD, I suspect your dad & mine knew each other. Mine played mainly for the Grants Lick semi-pro team at Vater Field/Park. Started around 1938 and played thru 1952-53 when he switched to umpiring. Spent three years in WWII playing with his Navy ship team that had a mix of minor league players & semi-pros like him. They'd play other ships' and bases' teams across the Pacific, but mainly around Pearl Harbor. Somewhere I think I have/had a photo of him with SILVER GROVE across his shirt as he did play for a number of teams. Also umpired a ton at Martz Playground up thru about 1975 doing Buckeye League games. I spent many a Sunday swimming in the pools there.
 
MD, I suspect your dad & mine knew each other. Mine played mainly for the Grants Lick semi-pro team at Vater Field/Park. Started around 1938 and played thru 1952-53 when he switched to umpiring. Spent three years in WWII playing with his Navy ship team that had a mix of minor league players & semi-pros like him. They'd play other ships' and bases' teams across the Pacific, but mainly around Pearl Harbor. Somewhere I think I have/had a photo of him with SILVER GROVE across his shirt as he did play for a number of teams. Also umpired a ton at Martz Playground up thru about 1975 doing Buckeye League games. I spent many a Sunday swimming in the pools there.
VH -- That's possible. My father played around the area in those years before I was born, and certainly he played out at the Martz Playground in those years. He was a pipeliner and traveled extensively to work in the years surrounding my early days in the late 1950s and early 1960s. I first saw him play in a semi-pro league in upstate New York, not far from Buffalo, where we lived during the years I was 5 and 6. It was a decent league, I remember lots of people turning out to watch (a few hundred, maybe, which seemed like a lot) and they had well made uniforms in both white and road gray.

By the time we came back to Silver Grove for good, I was 6 and he was in his early 30s, and had pretty much hung it up as a player. In those years during the summer he would leave us in a trailer park in Silver Grove and light out for a job anywhere he could pile up some long hours while the pipeline work was fat. That could be several states away. No time for ball.

Now, I certainly would have seen your dad umpiring at Martz Playground. Any time my father was around on Sundays and we didn't go to Crosley we'd go up there to watch the Buckeye League games. It was only about three miles outside SG. This would have been from around 1965 through maybe 1970. I remember seeing Reds' former ace Jim O'Toole pitch there in the late 1960s or early 1970s, not long after he'd retired from MLB. Some good baseball played there.

Speaking of family baseball heritage, the real baseball player in my family was my father's father. He played at Eastern Kentucky back in the days before he went to France in WW1. Other old timers back in the 1960s who knew him when would come up to me and say he hit the longest home run ever hit at EKU's park. His other claim to fame: After coming back from France but before the army kicked him loose in maybe 1919, he played on some kind of military all star team in the south. I don't know many details, but allegedly they got a game with a group of barnstorming major leaguers and my papaw hit a double off Grover Cleveland Alexander. Believe that or not. All I know is it was a family story that everyone told back in the 1960s when I was a kid.
 
VH -- That's possible. My father played around the area in those years before I was born, and certainly he played out at the Martz Playground in those years. He was a pipeliner and traveled extensively to work in the years surrounding my early days in the late 1950s and early 1960s. I first saw him play in a semi-pro league in upstate New York, not far from Buffalo, where we lived during the years I was 5 and 6. It was a decent league, I remember lots of people turning out to watch (a few hundred, maybe, which seemed like a lot) and they had well made uniforms in both white and road gray.

By the time we came back to Silver Grove for good, I was 6 and he was in his early 30s, and had pretty much hung it up as a player. In those years during the summer he would leave us in a trailer park in Silver Grove and light out for a job anywhere he could pile up some long hours while the pipeline work was fat. That could be several states away. No time for ball.

Now, I certainly would have seen your dad umpiring at Martz Playground. Any time my father was around on Sundays and we didn't go to Crosley we'd go up there to watch the Buckeye League games. It was only about three miles outside SG. This would have been from around 1965 through maybe 1970. I remember seeing Reds' former ace Jim O'Toole pitch there in the late 1960s or early 1970s, not long after he'd retired from MLB. Some good baseball played there.

Speaking of family baseball heritage, the real baseball player in my family was my father's father. He played at Eastern Kentucky back in the days before he went to France in WW1. Other old timers back in the 1960s who knew him when would come up to me and say he hit the longest home run ever hit at EKU's park. His other claim to fame: After coming back from France but before the army kicked him loose in maybe 1919, he played on some kind of military all star team in the south. I don't know many details, but allegedly they got a game with a group of barnstorming major leaguers and my papaw hit a double off Grover Cleveland Alexander. Believe that or not. All I know is it was a family story that everyone told back in the 1960s when I was a kid.
The first baseball game in my memory was in the early fifties. Every small community had a baseball team back then. I recall watching an uncle pitch for his team a few times on a Sunday evening. In the early days of baseball, even into the early forties, the best players weren't always in MLB. I recall reading a story about a guy who's name I forget. I the thirties, he had hit 70 home runs one season for a minor league team. He chose to not play MLB as he would make more $ in his home town working and playing ball on the side (sometimes for a company team). Often the home team would pass the hat through the crowd to reward the "star" of the game. Often it was more convenient and profitable not to play MLB. Some west coast players preferred the PCL.
 
Now, I certainly would have seen your dad umpiring at Martz Playground. Any time my father was around on Sundays and we didn't go to Crosley we'd go up there to watch the Buckeye League games. It was only about three miles outside SG. This would have been from around 1965 through maybe 1970. I remember seeing Reds' former ace Jim O'Toole pitch there in the late 1960s or early 1970s, not long after he'd retired from MLB. Some good baseball played there.
I saw O'Toole pitch there, so perhaps we were there at same time, though I was in college at UK by then & chasing DW vs. watching BL games. Also, saw Joe Nuxhall's younger brother. I recall those games drawing several hundred people to watch at like $1 a head. Some of the stars that played there were Whitey Brown, Myron Reinhardt, John Henry, George Dittus & Gene Ditto.
 
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Good morning all,

Was able to attend the monthly Men's breakfast at my church. I enjoy that as I don't get time to be able to socialize in that manner much.
One thing I found out is that October 14th Mark Gunger is scheduled to be at our church.

If you have not seen or listened to him take a few minutes to watch the below video. He is a tremendous marriage seminar speaker. (Not sure of his total work but the guy can conduct a seminar for sure.) He is well worth the time to attend. Just an amazing presence...

Laugh your way to a better marriage
 
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VH -- That's possible. My father played around the area in those years before I was born, and certainly he played out at the Martz Playground in those years. He was a pipeliner and traveled extensively to work in the years surrounding my early days in the late 1950s and early 1960s. I first saw him play in a semi-pro league in upstate New York, not far from Buffalo, where we lived during the years I was 5 and 6. It was a decent league, I remember lots of people turning out to watch (a few hundred, maybe, which seemed like a lot) and they had well made uniforms in both white and road gray.

By the time we came back to Silver Grove for good, I was 6 and he was in his early 30s, and had pretty much hung it up as a player. In those years during the summer he would leave us in a trailer park in Silver Grove and light out for a job anywhere he could pile up some long hours while the pipeline work was fat. That could be several states away. No time for ball.

Now, I certainly would have seen your dad umpiring at Martz Playground. Any time my father was around on Sundays and we didn't go to Crosley we'd go up there to watch the Buckeye League games. It was only about three miles outside SG. This would have been from around 1965 through maybe 1970. I remember seeing Reds' former ace Jim O'Toole pitch there in the late 1960s or early 1970s, not long after he'd retired from MLB. Some good baseball played there.

Speaking of family baseball heritage, the real baseball player in my family was my father's father. He played at Eastern Kentucky back in the days before he went to France in WW1. Other old timers back in the 1960s who knew him when would come up to me and say he hit the longest home run ever hit at EKU's park. His other claim to fame: After coming back from France but before the army kicked him loose in maybe 1919, he played on some kind of military all star team in the south. I don't know many details, but allegedly they got a game with a group of barnstorming major leaguers and my papaw hit a double off Grover Cleveland Alexander. Believe that or not. All I know is it was a family story that everyone told back in the 1960s when I was a kid.
That was back when baseball was America's game. Now sadly, football is.
 
The first baseball game in my memory was in the early fifties. Every small community had a baseball team back then. I recall watching an uncle pitch for his team a few times on a Sunday evening. In the early days of baseball, even into the early forties, the best players weren't always in MLB. I recall reading a story about a guy who's name I forget. I the thirties, he had hit 70 home runs one season for a minor league team. He chose to not play MLB as he would make more $ in his home town working and playing ball on the side (sometimes for a company team). Often the home team would pass the hat through the crowd to reward the "star" of the game. Often it was more convenient and profitable not to play MLB. Some west coast players preferred the PCL.
I recall pass the hat, but I remember it as to support the team's costs for bats/balls, etc.

Also, remember as kid hunting in weeds for foul balls & the nickel the team gave for getting it back. Inflation finally raised it to a dime. Games started with home team providing two new balls & then the teams alternating supplying "good" used balls to replenish supply. Also remember the 5 gallon metal pail filled with ice & water that also had a long-handled scoop that there entire team drank with. Imagine the howl if you did that today.

Dad said on his teams the pitcher would typically get like $20-25 and as C, he'd get $10 & a few other star players would get $5-10. That's what semi-pro meant. That was pretty good money when wages in the 50's were $100/wk. But he'd have played for nothing.
 
I recall pass the hat, but I remember it as to support the team's costs for bats/balls, etc.

Also, remember as kid hunting in weeds for foul balls & the nickel the team gave for getting it back. Inflation finally raised it to a dime. Games started with home team providing two new balls & then the teams alternating supplying "good" used balls to replenish supply. Also remember the 5 gallon metal pail filled with ice & water that also had a long-handled scoop that there entire team drank with. Imagine the howl if you did that today.

Dad said on his teams the pitcher would typically get like $20-25 and as C, he'd get $10 & a few other star players would get $5-10. That's what semi-pro meant. That was pretty good money when wages in the 50's were $100/wk. But he'd have played for nothing.
They probably passed the hat for player and team reasons both. There's an old minor league park in Paducah called Brooks Stadium. I got to play there once in high school and a few times in what I think was Connie Mack ball. It was a thrill to play there as a young guy.
 
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