This morning I am sipping Private Selection's Kona Blend and feeling happy it is Friday. Hubby is on the way home from Amarillo. It is the end of the second week of school for son. Life is moving along.
I see on the internet that Maynard Ferguson has passed away. Pity. He was a jazz trumpeter extraordinare and most famous to the general public, probably, for his "Gonna Fly Now" from the "Rocky" movies. Hubby and I were fortunate enough to go to a concert of his in Bloomington, Indiana in the mid 1980's. His back up band was known as the Thundering Herd and he put on a great show. We were in a private club, a gay bar actually, on invitation from one of the owners whom I worked with on our day jobs for a national college textbook company. As I have said before, I definately prefer the smaller venues for concerts and performances, for the intimacy of the experience. We sat at small bistro style tables and sipped cocktails while listening to some great jazz, live, from a legend. Doesn't get much better than that.
Yesterday was the 14th anniversary of Hurricane Andrew. Andrew used to be the reference point to a devastating hurricane until Katrina came along. We lived in Lafayette, LA for Andrew and didn't evacuate. It struck Homestead and southern Florida then went back out into the Gulf of Mexico and came up the Vermilion Bay to the southern Louisiana area. Communities to the south of Lafayette, like New Iberia where Tabasco sauce is made, were hit really hard. Lafayette survived fairly well, all things considered. Our neighbors across the street had a tree uprooted and downed in their front yard. That was scary. We had a large picture window in the front room of the house and I was nervous about that from all the high winds we endured. Our son, a 2 1/2 year old little guy, sleep through the storm all night. Amazing. We were lucky that we had no damage to our property but we did lose power for 5 days. Five days in south Louisiana in the end of August with no power is not pleasant. But we were prepared ahead of time, as all folks living in hurricane country have to be during the season, and though it was a nasty experience I don't remember people screaming for FEMA or blaming the president for a natural disaster. Ah, those were the days.
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." - Dr. Seuss