55 years ago today…

Fifty-five years ago today, August 21, 1966, the Beatles landed at Lambert Field in St. Louis MO for their first and only concert at Busch Stadium.

I had purchased two tickets for that concert and my girlfriend (now wife) and I had our first official date that evening. I couldn’t afford the “fancy seats” so we had to sit way out there in the upper deck in the pouring rain.

There were no fancy stage shows or video boards to see the performers up close. No fancy lighting or big stages. We did have a pair of binoculars but mostly just watched these tiny legends in the making from afar while getting drenched.

My tickets…

The Beatles played 11 songs in their approximately 30-minute appearance before they were whisked away from the stadium. The only thing I remember of the other acts was The Cyrkle singing Red Rubber Ball.

Happy 100th Birthday, Mom!

Today my mom would have turned 100 years old. She died at the age of 74, just two years older than I am now.

They lived on a farm a couple of hours south of St. Louis after my dad retired in the early 70s until he died in 1990. She sold the farm and moved to Farmington MO where she lived for five more years.

Some of her hobbies were quilting, sewing, watching TV, and cooking.

She loved reading her horoscope and fortune-telling magazines. I chuckle when I remember that I had to contact the magazines that kept trying to get her to renew her subscriptions months after she died. I had to tell them that she had passed. I kind of thought they should have known that news.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Today is Thanksgiving Day here in the United States.  It is a time to reflect on things we are thankful for: health, family, and friends are at the top of the list.  I am also thankful for those who serve in our armed forces and all the first responders, some of which can’t be home with their families today. I’m especially thankful for those in the medical field who have been working tirelessly on the frontlines of the current pandemic since March. 

Thanksgiving is also a time when I’d like to thank YOU, the readers, for coming here day after day, week after week, and year after year in some cases. I’ve been doing this going on nineteen years (next March) and I’ve enjoyed almost every minute of it.  

I know there are many who come here and never leave a comment, nor do they read any of the comments.  I think they’re missing out on a lot by not doing so.  But I thank them for coming by on a regular basis.  I especially thank the regulars who contribute to B&P by sending me things or just by commenting.  Without you, I wouldn’t still be here.  

I still find it fun to scour the web for things to post.  Thanks to my fellow bloggers who are the source of most of the rest of the things I post here. 

I still like the analogy of Bits and Pieces being a little world-wide neighborhood. We’ve shared blessings and heartbreaks, highs and lows, good and bad.  We’ve discussed, argued, listened, and learned other points of view on many topics.  We’ve agreed, disagreed, and agreed to disagree on many subjects.  But we still respected one another for the most part. There may be a couple of people who have a hard time grasping that concept.

Most importantly, thanks to those who have donated to B&P.  Your donations keep Bits & Pieces afloat and show me that you appreciate our little world-wide neighborhood. 

The idea behind Thanksgiving is to give thanks. Giving thanks doesn’t just mean the utterance of words, but means true feelings of grattitude and thanks from the heart.

Happy Thanksgiving to you!

My Giant 12 Foot Printer

At right please behold my giant 12-foot inkjet printer. How do I know it’s a 12-foot printer, you ask?

I purchased a “12-Foot Skeleton” from Tom’s Halloween Shop from an ad on Facebook earlier this month, and it arrived today.

I’m amazed that it fit inside my mailbox. It was folded up and not stretched out like it is in this photo. Apparently, I could put a couple of 8 ft 4X4’s in my mailbox if I wanted to and still have room for my regular mail. Who knew?

The ad featured what looks like the same photo that Home Depot used for its 12 Foot Skeleton that sold for $299 and was out of stock. The “12-Foot Skeleton” I purchased was just over $20.

I’m so surprised that Tom’s Halloween Shop’s website seems to be down at the moment. I’m sure it will be up and running in no time.

Anbody know where I can get some Super Giant Paper for my Big Ass Printer?

My order confirmation is below.

Happy 108th Birthday, Dad!

My Dad would have been 108 today.  He was a plain and simple man who enjoyed tinkering on his farm after he retired in 1971 due to health conditions. He was most comfortable dressed in his overalls and that hat.  I can remember just a handful of times that he put on slacks and a nice shirt to go to a wedding or funeral.

This has always been my favorite picture of him.  I took this (in the early 1980s, I think) as he stooped on the bridge we built over the roadside gully that led to their farm.   

He retired at 61 after he had a heart attack and my parents moved to a farm that they bought near Greenville, MO a few years earlier. He died in 1990 at the age of 78. 

My poor old phone…

I have a 3-year-old Galaxy S8 phone that I’m replacing with a new Galaxy S20. It has seen better days. It’s been dropped a number of times and I had to replace the screen on it once. It’s always worked just fine. It was a good phone.

I have an Otterbox case on it and over the weekend I discovered that the case is the only thing holding the phone together. The battery is expanding inside the phone and pushing the phone apart. I also discovered that the back of the phone is cracked, probably from one of the drops before I got the Otterbox case.

Click to enlarge images.

The battery is not designed to be user-replaceable. I just need it to last several more days until the S20 is released at the end of this week. I really don’t want to pay $80 to have the battery replaced.

Jonco’s True Bits – Lazy Boy

I try to go to the gym three times a week, Monday, Wednesday and Friday unless I find an excuse not to go.  Sometimes that excuse is that my joints are hurting. Normally that means my feet, ankles, knees, hips or back are bothering me more than normal and it’s just uncomfortable moving around.  When I do go I don’t do that much.  I walk around the track in the gym 11 or 12 laps which is about a mile. Then I go downstairs and spend a few minutes on a couple of machines and lift some weights for a few minutes. I’m usually in and out of there in about a half hour.

  Sometimes I decide that the weather will keep me from going (might be rainy, snowy or just cold) and when that happens I will sometimes go on Tuesday or Thursday. Now keep in mind that the gym is less than 5 minutes from my house by car.  The parking lot has three lanes and holds about 150 cars. There usually aren’t too many cars there, and rarely is it as crowded as the ariel photo shows.  

Last Friday I headed to the gym for my usual mile walk around the track. The parking lot was packed and there were only a couple of spots along the back of row 3. So I decided I didn’t want to walk from way back in row 3 to the front door so I could go in and walk a dozen times around the track. So I just drove back home.