A good cry on the train

I think Joe is a March boy, don't you? March 24 or 31.

I am married to an Aries with an April birthday. Does it have to be March?

No, most would be in April, actually. It's from around March 21 to April 19.

there must be a clue from around his 60th in 2007

<mulling>

i did search for birthday and joe nation, but found nada. :-(

I think he's March 24.

That spikepersonage is a sharp one. yes.... .

I would NEVER be born on the same day as the monster. Even if I was, I would have all my documentation changed, bribe officials, purchase White-Out by the half gallon, permit odd semi-sexual photographs to be taken and otherwise convert my birthday to some other date.
As it happens, such activity is not necessary.

I don't want to make this too easy.

My mother used to tell people, including several girls I dated in high school, that she suffered through the whole of Lent with me.

"It snowed the whole day you were born."my father said. The plows had already been removed from the big yellow trucks in the Manchester, Ct. maintenance yard and the men had to spend extra time bolting them back onto the front fenders. It didn't matter to Ben and Eileen whose three other children had been shuttled over to the Marsh family, our next door neighbors at number eighteen. The two intrepids headed out at dawn in the '38 Ford, down Newman Street and up the long hill of Center Street, not a plow in sight. They made through the Circle where Main Street crosses and down the hill (there are no flat places in my hometown.) to Haynes Street which, miracles of miracles, had been plowed! Of course, that meant, my father later recalled, that the parking lots and the entrance to the Emergency Room Drive were blocked by a two foot ridge of soft snow. "I just floored it", Pop said," I figured it was either we make it through or I learn to birth a baby really quickly." The height and number of eye revolutions produced by my mother in later years when hearing of my father expressing any aptitude for such knowledge cannot be overestimated.

Joe(so now you know.)Nation

Okay, the earliest date that Lent can end is March 22 and most Easters are not that early. In 1947 Easter Sunday was April 6.

Okay, that narrows it down to April 7, 14 or 21.
(My money's on the 7th, based on what his mother told people.)

Now...how do we look up 61+ year old weather reports???

And thank you very much for the birthday card, which arrived today.
It is lovely, it really is.

(((((HUG)))))

April 9 1947 - A multiple outbreak of tornadoes occur from Texas, Oklahoma, and Kansas killing 181 and injuring 970. Not known how many touched down.

...no word on CT though. I am relieved to know you chose not to be born on March 24. Well done.

I also found a recently declassified top secret report on FLYING SAUCERS reported to be seen in April 1947. Who knows where Joe REALLY comes from. Forget Iggy Pop. I think he's more of XT78953HFzGH look-alike.

Well.
I am having a case of cognitive dissonance today.
My sister called me yesterday to get my email. (The only one she had used to go to the both L and I. Those days are gone.)
(Can I mention that the reason she was calling was to send me an invitation? She is receiving one of the highest awards given from the Columbia University School of Social Work. There's a dress up formal sit-down dinner.) I am very proud.

Anyway, I am talking about this "guess the guy's birthday" thing and going on about being born on Easter Monday when she interrupts with "No, it was the Monday after Easter Monday."

Wha?

"They went on Easter Monday, but it was a false alarm. They sent her home and told her to stay in bed. Hah."

It must have been difficult to stay in bed with three other children, one still in diapers, the other two at four and five years.
(Yes. If you are counting, that's one newborn about every fourteen months.)

"What did she do? Do you know?" I asked.
"I think Nana came down from Holyoke on Tuesday and all the neighbors, Mrs. Marsh, Mrs. Hollman, Mrs. Ford, Mrs. Benson, Mrs. Ennis cooked or took us to their houses."

(We had a great neighborhood, people depended upon each other, watched out for each other and each other's kids.)

"She waited another week, you were not the easiest baby. Pop said later he about lost both you and her. That's why they tried not to have anymore kids after you."

I said I thought I always thought it was because I was so perfect.

"Don't you remember her telling about how she went to rectory to ask if there were some kind of birth control she and Pop could try without sin and how the priest practically threw her down the stairs?

Um. Yes. I heard that story several many times.

So, it was the Monday after Easter Monday?

"Yes."
Do you remember anything else?
"I think we went to Dory Marsh's house real early and it was snowing."

Joe(I got that right.)Nation

Hey Joe (Born on the 14th... a? a? a?) Nation


<waits to find out.... oh oh oh>



WELL DONE SIS.... you should be proud... good for her!

Iz (loves a story) zie

Yes. 'tis the fourteen of April, the cusp of something I now forget.

I may not be posting for the next few days, I had a major wierdo happening with my computer last night... arrgh.

But, before I go..
IZ What a nice surprise in my mailbox last evening! Such a sweet sweet thing to do. Thank you so much for everything.

I will let you know about the Malteser challenge soon.

I have so much more to say and of course I am running (not really running) very late this morning and so I will just say this:

The words, your words, arrived at just the right moment.
Life isn't often like that.

Joe(It's a wonder when it is)NAtiOnMI

Like, duh! What do you mean, you won't be posting for a few days?! Manhattan has more computers than people, though not as many as rats. Find a computer somewhere and come back here and post for your faithful readership, otherwise I'll track you down and explain the Hohenzollern candidacy to the throne of Spain, which set off Eugenie's attack on ..... well OK, you don't want to hear about 1870 again

Still here with you man.

T(think of all the men and women not brave enough to let out their story)KO

Ha.... take the lead sunshine... clever - love it!!!!

Hope there was a space!


Very welcome.... but you know what I'm gonna say...

Iz ( Now Obviously Waiting - Go On - Best Laughs On Watching - The Expert Surely Encouraging Results - Just Obviously Enjoy) zie

xx


hope you can get back soon... catchya later mate. x


go figure a

Kick the computer in the whoozits. That often works.

jes(I'm in Tech Support)pah

I should like to report on the Malteaser Adventure. I was sent some Malteasers, not all of which made in through the mails intact, with the instructions on how to levitate them.
(For those who do not know, including me until a few days ago, Malteasers are like Malted Milk Balls [US] only even lighter and about half the size.)
Okay. What one is supposed to do is look directly up to the sky, purse one's lips, place a Malteasers upon said lips and then ....blow. That is supposed to levitate the ball for as much a ten seconds.
Huh. I say.
Huh!!
Hunnnh!
and Neiiii!

I was not able 2 levitate.

I was only able to lose several precious intact Malteasers between the cushions of the couch. One also hit the floor and made a run for it under the side table. I was able to step on it later. Yes, inadvertently!!. They turn to a very fine powder when stepped on.

So, in review: despite very excellent lip pursing and a very well developed ability to blow hot air for several minutes at a time, I was not able to gain a single second of what could be described as levitation. One ball was sent up about three feet, but that was more of a spit-patooie action than a levitation and it landed right between my plate and cup on the couch and then rolled into the crack between the cushions. Could not be located thereafter.

I'm sure somewhere out there in the southern regions of an Atlantic island there are persons who can perform this Malteaser Levitation, but like any other supremely difficult and complex skill, it must take years of practice and boxes of Malteasers to accomplish any level of skill.

Joe(I did enjoy the crunched up bits though.)Nation

Perhaps you try the next time a 'Malteser'-adventure. (Though it can't be repeated very often .... but it could be send by mail )