The Next, and Hopefull the Last, Operation

The surgery on my prostate is scheduled for Friday, August 10th at 1:00 pm. We will be at the same hospital as before. Lola will not be carrying a purse this time. Matter of fact, she hasn't bought a new one yet. This time Daniel will be escorting us in and out.

Let's hope that this surgery does not cause something else to go haywire. I am finding out that my body is pretty damn delicate and easily thrown out of whack. I used to think I would play tennis until I was 90, but that came to a halt 25 years ago when I blew my knee out and then later did a side step while playing tennis and broke my foot.

Then I thought I could play golf until I was 90. Now I realize that 90 is a long way off for me to be predicting anything. Anything, that is, but happiness with my bride. We just celebrated our 27th anniversary. We have been planning to go to Alaska to celebrate our 25th anniversary for the last three years. Maybe next year.

We are looking forward to the time when we can see everyone again.

Take care. Let us know what is up with you guys in your corner of the world.