Paul Gingerich has just left, and I find myself regretting his departure and the loss of his company. I can’t really explain it, but we are the best of friends. He says he will be back for a longer visit with his wife and children. In the meantime, I am becoming accustomed once again to living alone.
I wish I could report something definitive about his son Paul Henry; in the month of April there will be Paul Henry’s all-important court hearing and a visit with his doctors, which will determine his immediate legal status and health prognosis. Right now, these are both questions with unknown outcomes.
The only thing that has saved you from a nothing-post today is that my sister has forwarded the following editorial to me from the Tawas City MI newspaper (a town of just over 2,000 on the banks of Lake Huron). It’s better than nothing and voices the limbo which so many of us feel.
“Tolerance and apathy are the last virtues of a dying society.”
I am going back to sleep this morning to catch up on my equanimity.
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