Why are certain words related to SEX obscene?

Why are certain words related to SEX obscene?

ftsbull@att.net

July 10, 2014 Thursday 5 p.m.
As a pre-teen some 80 years ago, and a Street Kid in Brooklyn, N.Y., my friends, and sometimes I, used a lot of “foul language” related to Sex. At the time, I was totally ignorant of the fact that I was the product of my father “fucking” my mother because no one ever told me about “the birds and the bees.” When I did learn that my father and mother engaged in that obscene activity, I was “pissed off” to say the least.

Part of my ignorance and attitude re Sex was due to my having attended a Catholic Elementary School (St. Ambrose) and a Catholic H.S. (Bishop Laughlin Memorial H.S. where I was taught first by Nuns (Sisters of St. Joseph) and then by Brothers (of St. John the Baptist. They saved my life academically, but screwed me up by either openly or subtly by letting us know that Sex was “dirty.” (At least that was my impression.)

Interestingly, at that impressionable time of my life, I also began to question some of Catholicism’s tenets, such as
the fact that it was a Mortal Sin to miss Mass on a Sunday or Day of Obligation, and winding up in scary Hell, and that in receiving Holy Communion the wafer and wine were actually the Body and Blood of Christ. Add to that the belief in “limbo”, “purgatory”; “plenary and partial indulgences”; “venial sin” and having to eat fish on Fridays rather than meat just didn’t cut it with my burgeoning questioning and critical mind.

I recall with some amusement now that one of my rebellious acts was to purposely stare at women’s bouncing tits as they
strode past me on the sidewalk.

The pity of it all is that my previously warped view of Sex has been replaced by one that is completely opposite to the one I was gleaned on. To my mind it’s one of our Creator’s Greatest Gifts, one wherein the word “Ecstasy” applies perfectly, and no other activity I engage in comes even close to being as satisfying and enjoyable. And, the icing on the cake is that I firmly believe it has contributed significantly to my Peace of Mind and Longevity! So, in closing, I say:

Viva la femme! and Viva la Sex!

Frank Sganga ftsbull@att.net

Listen up, Dumkoffs!

This is an introduction to a powerful well-written article by a very perceptive, journal true to his craft named Chris Hedges
that I read in my favorite website OPED NEWS:
BOSTON — “Fifty Shades of Grey,” the book and the movie, is a celebration of the sadism that dominates nearly every aspect of
American culture and lies at the core of pornography and global capitalism. It glorifies our dehumanization of women. It champions
a world devoid of compassion, empathy and love. It eroticizes hyper-masculine power that carries out the abuse, degradation,
humiliation and torture of women whose personalities have been removed, whose only desire is to debase themselves in the service
of male lust. The film, like “American Sniper,” unquestioningly accepts a predatory world where the weak and the vulnerable are
objects to exploit while the powerful are narcissistic and violent demigods. It blesses this capitalist hell as natural and good.
“Pornography,” Robert Jensen writes, “is what the end of the world looks like.”
We are blinded by self-destructive fantasy. An array of amusements and spectacles, including TV “reality” shows, huge sporting
events, social media, porn (which earns at least twice what Hollywood movies generate), alluring luxury products, drugs, alcohol
and magic Jesus, offers enticing exit doors from reality. We yearn to be rich, powerful and celebrities. And those we must trample
to build our pathetic little empires are seen as deserving their fate. That nearly all of us will never attain these ambitions is
emblematic of our collective self-delusion and the effectiveness of a culture awash in manipulation and lies.
Porn seeks to eroticize this sadism. In porn, women are paid to repeat the mantra, “I am a c-word. I am a b*tch. I am a prostitute.
I am a slut. f*ck me hard with your big co*k.” They plead to be physically abused. Porn caters to degrading racist stereotypes.
Black men are sexually potent beasts stalking white women. Black women have a raw, primitive lust. Latin women are sultry and
hot-blooded. Asian women are meek, sexually submissive geishas.
The article ends this way:
The abuse inherent in pornography goes unquestioned in large part by both men and women. Look at the movie ticket sales for
“Fifty Shades of Grey,” which opened the day before Valentine’s Day and is expected to take in up to $90 million over the
four-day weekend (which includes Presidents Day on Monday).
“Pornography has socialized a generation of men into watching sexual torture,” Dines said. “You are not born with that capacity.
You have to be trained into it. Just like you train soldiers to kill. If you are going to carry out violence against a group you
have to dehumanize them. It is an old method. Jews become kikes. Blacks become niggers. Women become cunts. And no one turns
women into cunts better than porn.”
~
What I don’t understand is Where are the outcries from women rights groups and churches? Where are the editorials condemning
the two movies? Why doesn’t Bill O’Reilly and other talking newscast heads speak out against the path the U.S. is taking toward
certain Self-Destruction?
Two other intelligently written articles, too long to quote here warn us that while our power as a nation is diminishing, China’s
is rapidly accelerating toward becoming the dominant world power by 2020, and that the vicious terrorist group that burns captives
alive and beheads them, ISIS, is trying to provoke us into putting more “boots on the ground” as Osama Bin Laden did successfully
knowing full well that the action would be an exercise in futility, as were the wars in Viet Nam, Afghanistan and Iraq. Don’t we
have enough trouble taking care of current veterans who commit suicide at the rate of 22 per day and thousands of whom are homeless
and suffering from PTSD?
I’m sorry if I interrupted your watching The Simpsons.
fts.

It gives me great PLEASURE to announce……

Wednesday February 11, 2015 11 a.m. sicari1921@gmail.com

Dear Fellow Anthropological Enigmas:
Don’t ask me why, but I think we have been programmed by our Intelligent Designer to eventually experience PLEASUE
as we evolved from our animal state to where we are now. Intuitively, we all want to be Happy, to have a keen sense
of Well-Being, to be as Contented as a well-fed cat, to have Peace of Mind, to experience Joy, to achieve Self-Fulfillment
and arrive at a state of Bliss for these reasons:
1. All five of our Senses, sight, hearing, smell, taste and touch, initially
evolved to help our cavemen forebears Survive in a hostile environment for obvious reasons. Then, gradually, over thousands
of years, the five Survival senses mysteriously became the source of Pleasure. That’s why we now have: Gourmet Foods that
thrill our Taste Buds.
Very expensive wines. (Some a thousand bucks a bottle!)
A Taste for sweets, like ice cream, cakes and candy.
Expensive perfumes and lotions, and the Pleasure we get from Smelling fragrant flowers, like roses.
A fondness to Touch the Smooth skin of those we love and Smooth objects, like Prayer Stones. (Google them)
Art Masterpieces that Please the Eye like Michelangelo’s Pieta and da Vinci’s Mona Lisa.
The many forms of Music that Please the Ear, such as Symphonies (Beethoven’s 9th), Operas (Carmen) and Songs (Dolly Parton’s
romantic I will always love you.)
2. Somewhere along the line a God-Given Gift, our keen Sense of Beauty emerged that enabled us to find Pleasure in Movie
Musicals like Gene Kelly’s Singing in the Rain, in Literature (To Children, with Love), in People (Think Beauty Pageants),
in Nature (Think Rainbows, Sunrises and Sunsets, the Grand Canyon, Niagara Falls and views from the Tops of Mountains.)
3. The Pleasures we derive from being Creative. This could apply to
working with our hands to make and build things, to making great discoveries (think Discovering America, lost cities, fossils),
solving difficult problems (Like how the Universe and life began), curing diseases, scientific achievements, like landing on the
moon and returning to earth, and contemplating such things as how and why we came to exist, where did moons, comets, asteroids,
and the billions of galaxies with their trillions of stars in them came from.

I once teasingly told a preacher that God made a big mistake. He said
sternly, “God never makes a mistake!” I said, “He sure did when he made Sex so darn Pleasurable! Think of all the serious problems
that has caused: Prostitution, rapes, pedophilia, adultery, divorces, homosexuality, you name it.” Then I added: “But it’s worth
it, isn’t it!?”

Sex is one of a very few activities where we humans can experience the acme of all pleasures, ECSTASY. I have no idea how our cavemen
felt about it, but all I want to say about it is a WOW experience and I am still saying it, thanks to our Intelligent Designer who
didn’t have to provide us with a Gift lower animals, even apes, don’t seem to have.

A human being is part of a whole,
called by us the “Universe,”
a part limited in time and space.
He experiences himself,
his thoughts and feelings,
as something separated from the rest –
a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness.
The delusion is a kind of prison for us,
restricting us to our personal desires
and to affection
for the few persons nearest us.
Our task must be to free ourselves
from this prison by widening our circles
of compassion to embrace all living creatures
and the whole of nature in its beauty.
Albert Einstein

Why were we created? Why do YOU exist?

February 10, 2015 Tuesday 10 p.m. sicari1921@gmail.com
Greeting Fellow Anthropological Enigmas:
When I log onto Facebook, I am greeted with the question: “What’s on your mind?” Tell me, what is the Mind? Where is it located?
In the Brain you say, EXACTLY where in the Brain? Where did it come from? Will it return from whence it came after we croak?
They say feelings such as PAIN, are in the Mind? When I stub my toe, how come IT hurts so bad?
How is it that my Ghost-like Mind can move muscles like when it orders my hand to make a fist?

I enjoy bugging fellow racquetball players, as I did this morning, by asking them: Why do you exist? Why were you created?
WHY WERE WE HUMANS CREATED. Preachers say: “To love and serve God?” My take is that we were created by an ineffable
Intelligent Designer, who, for inexplicable reasons, wanted us to experience THE JOY OF BEING ALIVE.

Now that is something that is easier said than done. Imagine the genius it took just to create creatures (us) that could
communicate with and understand each other in thousands of different languages! How would YOU design and produce the
complicated body parts that enable us to TALK and HEAR?

Just think about HEARING. Our ears don’t do the hearing, the jelly-like,
“Flesh and Blood” CYTOPLASM in the brain’s NEURON cells is where it happens, along with lots of other happenings within
the cells that keep them alive. (Google hearing, cytoplasm and neurons). But, does the cytoplasm actually do the HEARING
and UNDERSTANDING? Where does our MIND and CONSCIOUSNESS fit into the picture that translates the “ELECTRO-CHEMICAL”
impulses the cytoplasm receives into INTELLIGENCE?

You see, there are zillions of ELECTRO-CHEMICAL impulses coursing through our bodies constantly. It’s the ELECTRICITY
generated in the sinus node in our HEARTS that powers the impulses, which can be detected on ELECTROCARDIOGRAMS and
BRAIN SCANS. The ELECTRICITY also powers us, and is sometimes aided by PACEMAKERS.

One of the things that fascinates me most about the CYTOPLASM IN NEURONS is their ability to store images that can be
100 years old. My Mother has been dead for some 50 years, yet I can “see” her smiling face in my “MIND” any time I want to.

I am considering a reply to the question I raised above (Why were we created?) but I’ve decided I’ve said enough for tonight.
Stay tuned.

Vive la Vie,
Frank

Is this all there is?

January 31, 2015 Saturday 10 p.m. sicari1921@gmail.com
Greetings:
My left leg calf finally healed enough for me to be able to play racquetball Thursday morning.
Played 5 games, won 3. But, the main thing is, after some 3 weeks of no play as I babied my calf,
it was GREAT just getting back on the court! Talked to the guys about my taking the antibiotic
CIPROFLOXICIN and attributing my painful calf to taking the drug, and they heard of others who
had bad reactions to it. Thank God I quit taking the pills after I was only half way through, and
didn’t comply with the usual advice that you need to finish the entire prescription or they don’t work.

My experience in dealing with Humana re getting my story published in their magazine [Humana Active Outlook]
turned out to be a keen disappointment. This is what I said:

HumanaActiveOutlookProgram@Humana.com
Francis T. Sganga
2506 Sunset Drive
New Smyrna Beach, FL 32168
386-957-3558
ftsbull@att.net www.sganga.net
Humana Primary Doctor: Gary E. Morales Geraldino @ 386-957-3876

Hi:
I will be 94 April 29th, and I have just switched from United Health Care to Humana. Two main reasons prompted the change, despite my reluctance to give
up doctors who are primarily responsible for my longevity.
1. Not having to pay United Health Care some $250/month.
2. Being able to be a member of the YMCA, where I play racquetball and work
out in their Olympic-sized swimming pool, at no cost thanks to the foresight of Humana in focusing on their members’ health.
I’m as physically fit as someone my age can be. I ride an 1100 cc 800 lb. motorcycle and play racquetball twice a week.

My basic life style: Stay fit and active physically, mentally and sexually.
I take no pills, not even vitamins, I strictly control my weight (<160) and diet: no bacon, hamburgers, hot dogs or fried food. Instead I eat lots of chicken and fish, and home-made, bean-based vegetable soups. On 1/16/15 I made my first visit to my excellent primary Humana doctor, Dr. Gary E. Morales-Geraldino, for a complete physical exam who found no significant ailments and my blood pressure was 102/70. I still honeymoon about once a week.
This morning (1/22/15) I sent the 15th ebook I’ve written after turning 80 to be published on Amazon’s Kindle machines titled: The Fascinating World of Chemistry.
One of my major themes in most of the books is based upon a firm conviction that there is an Intelligent Designer (my Creator) out there, that is supported by a plethora of circumstantial evidence. The two books that present my case best are:
Divine Mysteries
Where did the Spark of Life, Minds, Intelligence, Love,
Consciousness and our Sense of Beauty come from?
A Nonagenarian’s Path to Living Longer and Better
It’s all about being fit, moral and sexually active.
I lost my first wife of 57 years in 2003 and am currently married to a wonderful 64 year-old lady named May. Come February 14th we will celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary, God willing. How we met, via the internet (she’s from New Hampshire) is a story in itself. The full story is told in my ebook To Baby Boomers, with Love.
Should you so desire, I can send you a copy of A Nonagenarian’s Path to Living Longer and Better as an email attachment, or any of the other ebooks I’ve written.

Sincerely,
Frank Sganga

Much to my surprise and delight, they soon responded saying they enjoyed reading my letter and requested that I sign a release they sent, and said they would only use my first name and middle initial in their story. I withheld the release
and wrote them saying I had no qualms about the use of my full name (thinking they were concerned about my privacy) and
that I prefer having it used. No word from them since. Interestingly, in their letter to me, they just signed it The Mumana Team.

I’m sure that’s all there is. They are typical corporate Humanoids who want to use me without my gaining a thing for
helping them publicize their company. Hell, why even use my first name? Just use the word Anonymous! Well, that’s what I am and I’d rather stay that way than be used.

Ran out of firewood for our fireplace, and today was the first day nice enough to use my electric chain-saw to cut down and cut up a dead tree, which will be enough for 3 cold evenings. A couple of the logs are as round as my thigh and tomorrow I will try to split them with my steel wedge and 10 lb. mallet.

Also today I planted a batch of 3 kinds of tomato seeds in a seeding box to get an early start.I thoroughly enjoy watching them sprout and planting the seedlings after they are about 10 inches tall. With tomatoes almost $2 a pound, it will also save us a few bucks in about 2 months. They will me the mainstay of my garden which will also contain butternut squash, lettuce, broccoli and pole beans.

Arrivederci,
fts

Greetings & Salutations from the Survivor

Hi:
Wife May and I traveled to Daytona (15 miles from our home) to visit their great public library
at City Island because they have a better selection of good non-fiction books than our local library.
I checked out five, all related to God, Intelligent Design. DNA and the Mind. I am now engrossed in
one of them titled: THE INVISIBLE HISTORY OF THE HUMAN RACE, which turns out to be about DNA, Genes,
and interestingly, how our DNA contains remnants of our ancestors going back hundreds of thousands
of years. After reading the introduction, it occurred to me that I knew precious little about my
grandparents who emigrated from Italy more than 100 years ago. My parents were born in Brooklyn, N.Y.
and having 7 children, I, the oldest, precluded our having any conversations about even their parents.
Imagine my poor mother, whose husband earned a pittance in salary, who washed clothes by hand and hung
them on a clothes line stretched between two apartments five stories high, who had to cook and take care
of 7 rambunctious kids who contracted just about all of the children’s diseases prevalent at the time
(measles, chicken pox, whooping cough and even a serious nasty one called diphtheria). I recall health
officials putting a notice on our entrance door reading QUARANTINED.

Well, interestingly, my descendants, thanks to our “Digital Age” will know more about me than I want them to
know if they Google: Francis T. Sganga. I was jailed twice as a result of having a bloody fight with my 2nd
wife, Jeanmarie Baker, who I believe with high degree of certainty, tried to kill me twice. The full story is
told in my ebook: TO BABY BOOMERS, WITH LOVE (on Amazon’s Kindle Tablet) and I even wrote a screenplay based upon the experience (TRUE LOVE NEVER DIES) also on Kindle.

I doubt that there is anyone out there reading this, but it’s one way for me to leave a legacy to my descendants
whom I believe will. I have 3 great grandchildren I have never seen, nor do I even know their names, and therein
is another story told in my Kindle ebook I HOPE I OUTLIVE MY KIDS (The diary of a disillusioned widower).

Right now my main concern is whether or not the calf in my left leg will hold up when I return to playing racquetball tomorrow after a week’s layoff. It became painful after taking an antibiotic drug due to a bacterial infection that I quit taking halfway through, and the pain persisted off and on for three weeks. After resting it, it was Okay; after putting it to the test, the pain would return. Right now after resting it again, there is no pain. Tomorrow, I will put it to the test again, but good, since playing racquetball is the Mother of all tests. I realize I’m fast approaching the time when I will no longer be able to play (94 next April) but I’ll only quit when I absolutely have to.

Arrivederci,
fts

A HUMANA Experience

Greetings Fellow Nobodys:

Yesterday, wife May and I sent my 15TH book THE FASCINATING WORLD OF CHEMISTRY TO AMAZON’S kINDLE TABLET
SUBSIDIARY and it’s now available for a whopping $1.99.

Other news: The health care provider medical insurance company Humana I recently joined publishes a magazine
HAO (HUMANA ACTIVE OUTLOOK) and in it they say to their readers: “We want to hear from you.” Great, I thought,
I’ve quit writing for now and intend to spend my time promoting my books, all of which have great Redeeming Value
that will enhance the lives of those who read them, Spiritually and Intellectually.

So, I wrote them this letter:

HumanaActiveOutlookProgram@Humana.com
Francis T. Sganga
2506 Sunset Drive
New Smyrna Beach, FL 32168
386-957-3558
ftsbull@att.net www.sganga.net
Humana Primary Doctor: Gary E. Morales Geraldino @ 386-957-3876

Suzette Shoop, Editor
HAO Magazine
003/50780
Box 740003
Louisville, KY
40201-7403
February 1, 2015
I will be 94 April 29th, and I have just switched from United Health Care to Humana. Two main reasons prompted the change, despite my reluctance to give up doctors who are primarily responsible for my longevity.
1. Not having to pay United Health Care some $250/month.
2. Being able to be a member of the YMCA, where I play racquetball and work out in their Olympic-sized swimming pool, at no cost thanks to the foresight of Humana in focusing on their members’ health.

I’m as physically fit as someone my age can be. I ride an 1100 cc 800 lb. motorcycle and play racquetball twice a week.
My basic life style: Stay fit and active physically, mentally and sexually.
I take no pills, not even vitamins, I strictly control my weight (<160) and diet: no bacon, hamburgers, hot dogs or fried food. Instead I eat lots of chicken and fish, and home-made, bean-based vegetable soups. On 1/16/15 I made my first visit to my excellent primary Humana doctor, Dr. Gary E. Morales-Geraldino, for a complete physical exam who found no significant ailments and my blood pressure was 102/70. I still honeymoon about once a week.
This morning (1/22/15) I sent the 15th ebook I’ve written after turning 80 to be published on Amazon’s Kindle machines titled: The Fascinating World of Chemistry.
One of my major themes in most of the books is based upon a firm conviction that there is an Intelligent Designer (my Creator) out there, that is supported by a plethora of circumstantial evidence. The two books that present my case best are:
DIVINE MYSTERIES
Where did the Spark of Life, Minds, Intelligence, Love,
Consciousness and our Sense of Beauty come from?
A NONAGENARIAN’S PATH TO LIVING LONGER AND BETTER
It’s all about being fit, moral and sexually active.
I lost my first wife of 57 years in 2003 and am currently married to a wonderful 64 year-old lady named May. Come February 14th we will celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary, God willing. How we met, via the internet (she’s from New Hampshire) is a story in itself. The full story is told in my ebook To Baby Boomers, with Love.
Should you so desire, I can send you a copy of A Nonagenarian’s Path to Living Longer and Better as an email attachment, or any of the other ebooks I’ve written.

Sincerely,
Frank Sganga
Other Kindle ebooks I have written

To My Creator, with Love
What the Wise Have to Say about
Life and Living

Our Creator’s Greatest Miracles
Creation of the Universe, Life, Love, the Mind, Consciousness, our
Sense of Beauty, the Arts and Music.

Introducing Young Children to Their Creator
Unraveling the mystery of a Supreme Being

Introducing Young People
to Their Intelligent Designer
And the miracles, wonders and mysteries in life

True Love Never Dies
A Screenplay based on a true inspirational story
containing tragedy, romance and comedy.

To Baby Boomers, with Love
How to live a long, healthy, happy life.

To Children, with Love
Some Words of Wisdom for Children

To Atheists, with Love
Our behavior is more telling than our beliefs.

An Introduction to the Fascinating World of Mathematics
A Help in Mastering Mathematics and
Experiencing the Joy of Understanding!

The Fascinating World of Chemistry
Where we find out what we and the Universe are made of.

Humanists vs. Humanoids
The Eternal Struggle between Good and Evil

Francis T. Sganga
2506 Sunset Drive
New Smyrna Beach, FL 32168
386-957-3558
ftsbull@att.net www.sganga.net

Lo and behold, I was delighted and surprised to receive an email from them telling me they enjoyed my letter
and telling me to sign a RELEASE AGREEMENT enabling them to use any or all of what I wrote with this caveat:

“If your story is chosen, we will only use your first name, you last initial and your hometown.Rest assured we
won’t use your last name, your full address, your phone number or your email address.”

I responded:
I have no qualms about the use of my full name, my pictures or my writing accomplishments. In fact it’s the way I prefer to go. Please advise if this is possible.

As I thought about their policy, I chaffed at the idea that I would be anonymous. They would use me for their purposes
and I would get nothing in return. No money; no real recognition. Then, I took another look at their magazine, which has a lady on it cover holding two dogs with the title of the story being: A PASSION FOR PAWS. In checking the story,
I was surprised to find they didn’t use her full name, calling her Nitsa T.

Well, before I comment further, I shall wait and see what their response will be to my telling them I would prefer that
my last name be used. I presume they will say it’s their policy that is intended to protect the privacy of their authors. Knowing about how strictly institutions adhere to their rules, I’m sure they won’t budge in their stance.

Stay tuned….
fts

Sex and Longevity

January 12, 2015 Monday 10 p.m. ftsbull@att.net

The ache in the calf of my left leg is still about a 1 on a scale of 1-5. I believe it’s a side effect of that damn anti-biotic drug I took for my bacterial infection. Thank God I had enough sense to quit after taking only half of them when the ache first began.
I will be seeing my new primary doctor Thursday and I hope he can figure out what’s wrong and how to fix it. I’ve tried heat and a self-made compression stocking but no luck yet.
We will go to the YMCA tomorrow where I will put my calf to the test.If it hold up for practice, I will try it out in a game. Not having played for two weeks will take its toll, but what the hell, a “little bit is better than none at all.”
We honeymooned just before lunch, and I mention it simply because, at my age, it means the curtain won’t be coming down anytime soon – at least that’s my theory, which is also based on studies indicating a relationship beteen still being able to do it and longevity. They found that the longer you remain sexually active, the longer you will live. What is interesting is that I have no need for pills to achieve an orgasm. How long this will last, I have no idea, but for now, Viva La Sex!!

And now, the end is here and so I face the final curtain

January 7, 2015 Wednesday sicari1921@gmail.com fsbull@att.net

Greetings to my cyberspace friends:

I am REALLY beginning to feel like an OLD MAN, which of course, I am. But, up until a few weeks ago, I felt at least 30 years younger as I whammed the hell out of the blue racquetball and scooted around on my motorcycle. The slide downhill began when my left index finger became infected and I went to the E.R. where the nurse practitioner lanced a boil-like, dime-sized infected area, drained it, and sent part of the pus to a lab. Couple of days later I got a call saying I was harboring bacteria, and told an anti-biotic prescription was called in to Walgreen’s for me to pick up. After taking half of the 20 pills, my left calf became painful, and I quit, fearing permanent muscle damage.That was about 2 weeks ago, and the pain has persisted to today. I’ve applied heat to the calf, rested it, worked it, but it has yet to fully heal. On a scale of 1-5, the pain is now about a 1. It was O when I woke up, so I worked it by deliberately climbing stairs to try to get ready for racquetball tomorrow after a 2 week layoff. I’ll test it before actually competing.
Got a phone call this afternoon from the V.A. clinic saying the lab test showed I had a bacteria infection called NOCARDIA BRASILIENSIS. Checked it out on the internet, and it’s a serious disease I probably contracted while doing yard-work. When I told her about my calf-pain side effect, she said she would consult with a doctor and they would prescribe an alternate drug.

Stay tuned…

fts

The Prodigal Father

December 25, 2014 Thursday 9 p.m. ftsbull@att.net

None of my 4 adult children, the oldest 67, acknowledged my existence this Christmas with a gift or even a card, as has been the case for quite a while. I suspect they may have read my new ebook I HOPE I OUTLIVE MY GREEDY KIDS (THE DIARY OF A DISILLUSIONED WIDOWER). We are estranged and you’s have to read my book to understand why I hope I outlive the spoiled brats. Admittedly, I have defied being a typical old fart who, after losing a spouse after 57 years of marriage, decided he was not going to take old age lying down and, after a couple of months of extreme grieving, did some unusual, convention-defying things to make his final years as meaningful and pleasurable as possible. In short, in the eye of my kids, I became a prodigal father who, to their minds, shacked up with a woman too soon after my wife’s death.

They considered the things I id to be shameful. I considered them to be attempts to achieve happiness and self-fulfillment. I ignored their disapproval of the paths I chose and, realizing they had no right to judge me, “I did it my way” and achieved my goal. The details of the long , involved story are in my ebooks TO BABY BOOMERS, WITH LOVE and I HOPE I OUTLIVE MY GREEDY KIDS.

Wife May is experiencing similar difficulties with her mother and daughter, and, we are enjoying our lives and each other so much, I advised her to write them off as I have my kids. This is the way I feel toward my kids:

Losing family obliges us to find our family, “not always the family that is our blood.” And should we have the wisdom to open our door to this “new family,” we will find the wishes we once had for the father who once guided us, for the brother who once inspired us.
Sean Connery in Finding Forrester at end of movie

Arrivederci,
fts

I’m on a Roll!

Saturday December 20, 2014 10 p.m. ftsbull@att.net

Got 2 notifications from Amazon’s Kindle Direct Publishing subsidiary that ebook royalties were deposited directly into my checking account. $10.00!!!! The interesting thing is that my books were sold in Germany and France and the “best seller” was a NONAGENARIAN’S PATH TO LIVING LONGER AND BETTER. It’s a start! I am still fine-tuning the MATH book, which will take another day or so, then I will write AN INTRODUCTION TO THE FASCINATING WORLD OF CHEMISTRY. All-in-all, come January 2015, if I make it, I will have 15 ebooks on Kindle!!

No racquetball or Honeymooning this week due to a bad, phlegm-producing cold that I figure will last another week. Thank God I have all this writing and editing I can do help me weather the storm.

Re my book; I HOPE I OUTLIVE MY GREEDY KIDS – The Diary of a Disillusioned Widower. One of them, Laura, who used to call about once a month till about 6 months ago, must have read it. (She has a Kindle Tablet.) I got a xmas card from her yesterday with this note:

“I do believe you have found peace with each other. May you both have a wonderful Christmas and life together.
Love, Monty and Laura.”

My reaction? I’ll not reply. Is that all she has to say to a 93 year-old father who is living on the brink? You would have to read my book to see how much I did for that ungrateful woman who, along with her sister Clare and brother Brian, is one of the most disappointing things that has happened to me. BUT, I’m over it, and I’ve never been more contented in my life than I am now with wife May and my being a physically-fit and healthy established writer.

Arrivederci,
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