Writer's Return

No, I did not die. No, I did not permanently leave town. No, there was no vocational crisis. It was quite simple. I was dead tired. I had pushed myself too hard too far. And, fortunately, there were two weeks of vacation left ... so I decided to do a two-fold corporal work of mercy. I knew it was time to take care of me for a few days and to visit a priest friend who has had to retire because of heart problems.

I had a good rest with much walking each day ... even seven miles on the last day having worked up from 3 miles the first day.

So, now I have returned to my laptop and my audience. I will, hopefully, post a few pictures during the week ... once the throw away camera is developed. Neither camera nor laptop made the journey this time. And there were only two calls to the office. Why does retirement seem so enticing????