Older and Better with Shelly

A dog named Sully. That name reminds me of Sully Sullenberger, the hero of flight 1549 who was able to save dozens of lives by landing a plane on the Hudson River in New York. Alas another Sully has emerged to save the day as President George H.W. Bush’s favorite companion. Not since Rin Tin Tin and Lassie has a dog received so much attention, praise, and love. Sully’s sad looking face is enough to make a grown person cry. And many have. Most people are interested in what’s going to happen to Sully.   They worry about how much he’s going to miss 41 and the Bush family, and wonder if the family should keep him as one of their pets. There’s even been long conversations on this on social media. Many are debating whether Sully is actually depressed, or whether he even knows his former owner is gone. Hundreds of people want to adopt him. They think he should have a home, forever. I know these service type dogs are trained and I guess they get used to having m

With the passing of George H. W. Bush, fondly called 41, certain things come to mind. Back when 41 was president, the world was gentler, more peaceful, and more considerate. Today some of the things that go on are downright shocking. I’m trying to figure out, as a senior citizen myself, when exactly our country became so embroiled in the battle within the homeland. Certainly we’ve always had political parties but they managed to work within their boundaries to get work done. I’m not sure when a re-election campaign became more important than getting along and doing things for the people. Now days it seems like whatever party dominates Congress they are the ones that will keep anything from getting done. It’s about arguing back-and-forth and satisfying the contributors to your reelection campaign, not to mention favors to grant that we don’t even know about. Payback if you will. Every president says that they are going to do something about campaign finance r