Well, just when everything was starting to look at least at least partway in control out here in SmokyCal, ANOTHER fire has popped up, this one about 25 miles up the hill from me between Auburn and Cool in the American River canyon. Heavy brush, it’s closed State Hwy 49 which is a major foothill artery running north to south. Here we go again.
And to top it off, the news just said that the fireworks booths up and down the North part of the state are doing BOOMING business, this year. The TV cameras zeroed in on one woman with six kids buying enough to detonate a small country, and she was smiling and saying, “Well, the air’s clearing up, we might as well.” Yo, lady, where did you leave your BRAINS?!!
Wow, sorry to groan about all of this, what with the disasters in the Midwest, but we’re just at the start of fire season out here, and already we’ve managed to burn over 300,000 acres of wildlands. That’s a LOT of country, folks. Missouri is under water, California’s burning up–WHEW!
Well, there is a bright spot in all of this–got a call from the high school–the Music Director and the Principal, and CAN I PLEASE COME BACK NEXT YEAR FOR THREE DAYS A WEEK? Not only that, but at the SAME CONTRACT?
Whoa, am I going to pass THAT ONE up? Well, I’m going to think about it. I asked Leah–the Choral Director and my ‘partner in crime’ over there if I had to give back the Plaque that the Chamber Singers gave me on my retirement, she howled. I don’t have to give it back if I return. Frankly, since it’s only part-time, I think I will. I’ve been ‘retired’ for a month, and I’ll be frank, gang, I don’t think Retirement’s all that Big a Deal. Maybe Partial retirement—
Besides, I already miss those kids like crazy. And you probably have to be Catholic to understand this, but Jesuits are just a HOOT to be around.&n