”Have Gun Will Travel reads the card of a man. A knight without armor in a savage land.”

Today is the epitome of a fall day. It is sunny and 70°. The sky is a lovely blue. Every now and then the leaves blow, gently. Today is one of the reasons I love this time of year.

Yesterday I thought I’d turned a corner. My leg mostly hurt only when I sat down or got up. I walked the best I have of late. Last night, though, was pure misery. My feet were freezing. I couldn’t fall sleep so I got up to put on a pair of heavy duty socks, but my right leg hurt so much I could only get the sock on half way, but I figured that was enough. I got into bed but still couldn’t fall asleep. I twisted and turned so much both dogs got off. I don’t even know what time I fell asleep, but I know it was noon before I woke up. The dogs had returned.

When I was a kid, life was immediate. The most I thought ahead was the week-end. Sometimes I went to the movies. In the winter I ice skated. I went to the library as I always needed new books to read. I was never bored.

On school nights, we watched TV before bed. Those were the days of the westerns. I remember Sugarfoot, Cheyenne, Maverick, Have Gun Will Travel, Wyatt Earp and so many more. The kid shows I watched were The Lone Ranger, Roy Rogers, Rin Tin Tin and Zorro, a different sort of western. I seldom missed those shows.

When I was twelve or so we had pajama parties, usually for someone’s birthday. We’d arrive in pajamas, and each of us would bring a pillow and a blanket. Early in the evening we’d have the party. We’d play records and dance and eat. There was always plenty of food. At some point, we had to settle down. It took us a while. We’d laugh and giggle. Usually it was well after midnight before we all fell asleep. In the morning, we’d eat breakfast, usually cereal, then head home. I remember getting home and taking a nap.

I have no plans until Tuesday, my next uke practice. My friend Elaine just brought me clams for steaming and plenty of food. She makes the best food. I am in heaven.

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