This Is My Quest

I’m involved in a quest. (Cue music from “Man of La Mancha”, please.) I live in a bit of a time warp (Please do not cue “Rocky Horror Picture Show” music.) and I need to find some contemporaries. You see my sisters are eight and eleven years older than I am and Chuck is fifteen years older than I am. My best friend here in my home town is Marion and she’s thirty-three years my senior. Do you see the trend? On the flip side, most of my younger family members are about two decades my junior. (It’s up to you if you want to hum “One Is The Loneliest Number”.)

In addition to the quest, I am also approaching a milestone birthday. Yes, it isn’t until next spring, but my Dad always said he was in his fill-in-the-blank year on the day after his birthday. So, with a nod to my Dad, I am, technically, (play sound effects of feet dragging mightily.) in my fiftieth year. Can you tell I am not going gently toward the half century mark? And, since apparently truth serum was in my drinking water today, as a female of a “certain age”, I am approaching that-which-shall-not-be-named. Yup. Just like Voldermort - actually I am much more comfortable speaking his name than the other thing. Seriously. I did buy a book on the topic. It’s hardcover and was in the mark down bin. The spine of the massive tome has never been cracked. I call it the doorstop. Issues? What’s it to ya?!

So I’m looking around to see who in the wider world is around my age - give or take five years in either direction. I’ve found several. Today I present two: comedian Kathy Griffin (two years younger) and newsman Keith Olbermann (less than a year younger). I chose them for their courage. (I’m thinking the “Wizard of Oz” music would be best now.) Both Ms. Griffin and Mr. Olbermann are intelligent, funny and seem to have courage in abundance. Chutzpah might be a better word. And, yes, putting it rather indelicately, they probably do clang together as they walk. But for the purposes of this quest, that is a good thing. I don’t feel as courageous as those two seem to be. So I’ll tack their photos up on my virtual wall of contemporary role models under Chutzpah.

Stay tuned to see who else I nominate to my virtual bulletin board. Of course, feel free to contribute your suggestions...


: : Red Sox Notes:

I can’t shake the images and sounds. Only in Boston would there be a rally for the Red Sox at City Hall Plaza. Only in Boston would the Dropkick Murphys (very loud website!) be playing with a gaggle of little ringleted Irish Step Dancers stepping and twirling, poker straight, behind them. All this because the Red Sox are the American League East Division Champions.
Ya gotta love how crazed all of us in Red Sox Nation are!