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Flashback Friday




Mackenzie took this picture of me in 1994 at the Mitchell residence for a Christmas get-together.  You can see I'm surrounded by all of my admirers.  This reminded me of how much I liked wearing sweaters in the winter.  This was one of my favorites - you can't tell because of the lousy picture but it was a good one.  






This Friday kind of kicks off the Holiday Season in earnest.  So, here is a picture of one of Marj's flocked trees she did for many years.  Even now I like the look of a flocked tree.  They would get the tree and hang it by a rop in the garage and Marj would flock it with pray goop.  Marj gussied up a tree in a minimalist style.  No ribbon, tinsel, candy canes or hoarded heirloom ornaments.  Her trees had style - blue lights and blue balls.   Simple, classy, elegant.  

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Class, Or Lack Thereof The Dwight Vice gravestone in Oquawka, Illinois. I bring this old chestnut out every so often just to remind me that class is classless.  Dwight Vice was killed in his home near Oquawka in 2001.  It was one of those things that can generate crime:  two guys thought Dwight had a lot of money stashed at home because of his pot-selling sideline to supplement his fishing job.   Not really one of those big drug deals gone-bad things.  Marijuana was, according to the trial, about the only stuff Dwight sold.   But these two guys barge into the house and killed Dwight and attempted to kill his 11 year old kid, Darryl, before they took off with what money they could find.   His son, now 23, was stabbed in the back and left for dead.  He survived and is wheelchair bound and has undergone several surgeries to repair his wounds.  He will be paralyzed for life.   None of this is pleasant.  Reading the facts of the murder and attempted murder are most unpleasant