| Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones Let’s “not” talk politics! • There is a long established rule at my house -- when both my brothers are there, no politics! One is a die-hard Republican. The other is a die-hard anti-Republican. It’s gotten much worse this year. I’ve had to extend my rule somewhat. It now states “No Politics.” Period! The Republican brother has gotten worse; our daughter has become a die-hard Democrat and “never the twain shall meet.” But -- it extends beyond that! Our
youngest granddaughter is now a die-hard Democrat (she’s ten). Our
oldest granddaughter is more diplomatic -- she’s almost a covert
Republican. Her best friend is a solid Republican. (They’re both 12.) Pop
is on the other side of whoever is arguing whatever. If someone is
making a point for the Republicans, he’s a Democrat. And vice-versa. He
just likes to “debate” as he calls it. I call it arguing! Me? I’m
an Independent. This year I plan on voting for a couple of Democrats
and a couple of Republicans. And no, I won’t tell you who either are! I will tell you that I am heartily sick of the “negative” campaigns. I used to have a rule -- if a politician ran a negative campaign, I didn’t vote for him. Can’t
do that anymore. They all run negative campaigns. A couple of those are
politicians I really respect and like and guess will have to vote for
anyway, even if they are mud-slinging away. Did you know there
are seven presidential candidates? I knew more than the two “big” ones
were running, but had no idea who they were. We have a ballot this week
in the newspaper that lists them all. (Page 15, if you want to go look.) I
also know that I will be very thankful when the entire election is
over. I don’t think either one of them can make it much worse than it
already is. I’ve heard stories all my life about the Great Depression. I really, really, don’t want to live through one myself. • Several weeks ago, most of my family and I took a trip to Jackson (MS). We really enjoyed ourselves; especially me I think. There has been one dim spot that won’t go away. Driving
home late Saturday up I-55, I noticed that my wrist was kinda achy.
Holding my hands in my usual position on the steering wheel was very
uncomfortable. The “achy” has increased steadily since. At first,
I thought I’d hurt myself somehow without noticing (that’s easier than
it sounds for me!) I have come to the conclusion that my
arthritis has spread to my wrist. The knob around my wrist bone matches
the knobs around my knuckles. I think I”m fortunate that arthritis in
your hips doesn’t make noticeable knobs? My biggest worry is sewing. If I can’t twist my wrist, I can’t sew and I can’t quilt. Life won’t be worth living! Maybe I’ll go into politics?
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