Saturday Morning

Typical Saturday, went to Master Swim and then home to Saturday chores. We went to Monuments Men and then out for a beer. I was recalling the nuclear war drills we had in grade school. Remembering how our house was on the flight path of the NORAD jet fighters and how they flew over our house in the morning and then back over in the afternoon and I would wonder if somewhere a nuclear bomb sent over by the Russians had gone off.

It was unpredictable during the cold war that Americans would ever stroll freely in the Soviet Union, that Russia would welcome the world in peace. It's not perfect, but we humans are making progress.

My son got his first guitar when he was in preschool and has been playing every since.