My side of the family has always had fair skin. That means potential skin damage as you get older especially from the sun. I had my "golfing years" where I didn't wear hats and the term "sun block" hadn't been invented. Every 2-3 years I end up at the dermatologist to have skin abnormalities looked at. It is hard to describe a visit to the dermatologist. If you have ever been to a zoo and visited the monkey habitat you will see a monkey picking the "cooties" off another monkey. That pretty much describes the process at the skin doctor. They always find something. They always perform small biopsies. I always feel mutalated when I leave. For me, it is "not fun".
We should be putting the Christmas tree away shortly. We had one last Christmas visit with Grandson Nevin (and his very, very good friend Cheresa). Very nice. Actually both are going to school at Fox Valley Tech and handling a full cirriculum. There was mention of lots of A's and B's.
The only family we missed was Grand-daughter Keely and Grandson Collin. At last report, Collin is scheduled "home" around the 16th of the month but the Marines reserve the right to change things at a moments notice. I think it has been a year since Collin got back to Wisconsin.
Keely's work schedule has kept her mired in Cleveland. Cleveland? Cleveland! Who moves to Cleveland? Apparently she loves what she is doing!
When I was working in Sheboygan, the company had full time security including a person that occupied the guard house at the front gate to the facility. The security guard was present as all employees entered or left the plant. That amount to 1000 people per day. Every body got to know the guard. I saw an obituary last week that said Bob "Sleepy" Gregor passed away. I don't know where the nickname "Sleepy" came from but it is a little disconcerting when the security guard has that title. Actually Sleepy was a very good guy. My sister Addie seemed to know him very well and I think my Mom's second marriage brought her a family tie to Sleepy. His passing brought back memories.
Happiness is being a Green Bay Packer and having the weekend at home with family.
Stay Warm.
Love,
Dad