Some Blasted Fun!
I’ve had so much blasted fun today, and it’s only the 3rd! I spent a good part of the day catching up with friends on the internet. Plus, it’s a Monday and I’m feeling good!
But, it’s a hot Minnesota Monday, and it leaves me thinking of cooler times. And thinking of cooler times gets me to thinking about Willie.
This past winter, Willie had a tough time keeping a handle on his toes. I think he did more than a few trips to the hospital with frozen feet. And on each trip, he lost a toe or two. Boy, it sure has slowed Willie down.
When the homeless get slow and start losing digits by the foot to frostbite, they are in for more than a foot of trouble. When a person has lost his toes, its difficult to stand up, it’s hard to walk, and it does a number on the personal hygiene; I think. At least, that’s what they all tell me on the street. I have more than one friend who has lost toes, and feet, even entire friends to frostbite. I’ve lost a friend or two to the cold myself. Minnesota cold can make a body want to just quit! So, while I’m sittin’ thinkin’ of cooler times, I’m thinking about Willie, too.
I saw him Sunday, and he’s still wearing winter boots; I mean, he’s wearing mukluks salvaged months ago from piles of melting snow. The boots don’t work too well for walking around in the heat and humidity; especially when walked in by an old man who isn’t so good at walking, period.
Tomorrow, I plan on having some fun; some blasted fun! I’m planning to blast Willie right out of his old boots, and into a new pair of shoes! I hope he’ll have some blasted fun, as well.
But, it’s a hot Minnesota Monday, and it leaves me thinking of cooler times. And thinking of cooler times gets me to thinking about Willie.
This past winter, Willie had a tough time keeping a handle on his toes. I think he did more than a few trips to the hospital with frozen feet. And on each trip, he lost a toe or two. Boy, it sure has slowed Willie down.
When the homeless get slow and start losing digits by the foot to frostbite, they are in for more than a foot of trouble. When a person has lost his toes, its difficult to stand up, it’s hard to walk, and it does a number on the personal hygiene; I think. At least, that’s what they all tell me on the street. I have more than one friend who has lost toes, and feet, even entire friends to frostbite. I’ve lost a friend or two to the cold myself. Minnesota cold can make a body want to just quit! So, while I’m sittin’ thinkin’ of cooler times, I’m thinking about Willie, too.
I saw him Sunday, and he’s still wearing winter boots; I mean, he’s wearing mukluks salvaged months ago from piles of melting snow. The boots don’t work too well for walking around in the heat and humidity; especially when walked in by an old man who isn’t so good at walking, period.
Tomorrow, I plan on having some fun; some blasted fun! I’m planning to blast Willie right out of his old boots, and into a new pair of shoes! I hope he’ll have some blasted fun, as well.
posted by Kelly at 9:00 PM
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