March 1
Off to
a great start. Both Dad and I woke up. Life is beautiful! Now let's get on with
the day. :)
In case there is any doubt ... Listerine
mouthwash cannot be replaced with a generic. :)
March
2
Looking
forward to another day in "bizarro" world. Each day promises a new
adventure.
Yesterday,
as Carly, Toby, Gordo and I lay in his big kingsize bed, his topic for several
hours was our (somewhat famous) Aunt Jenny.
Found a NY Times article about her. Rather
interesting ...
"A Free Spirit With Style"
Jennie Cave cherished her independence and her hats.
At one time, according to her hometown paper, the Norwalk Hour, Ms. Cave had a collection of 34 hats, the frilly kind that were popular in the 1930's and 1940's when Ms. Cave was in her 30's and 40's.
Her independence manifested itself in her politics. Ms. Cave was a Democratic member of the Norwalk City Council and the Board of Estimate and Taxation from the 1940's to the early 60's and believed her long service made her deserving of the party's mayoral nomination.
But the Democrats persisted in nominating younger men for the job until an exasperated Jenny Cave bolted and joined a small independent party. The independents quickly made her party chairman and their mayoral candidate.
Winning the independents' support was one thing but it did not guarantee winning the mayoralty. She ran -- and lost -- three times against Frank Zullo, the young attorney whose quick rise in the Democratic Party prompted Ms. Cave to leave the party in the first place. She also lost twice to Donald Irwin before finally becoming mayor in 1975.
Ms. Cave's single term as mayor was contentious. Much of it centered around a proposal to name the new Norwalk Court House after Ms. Cave. Supporters argued that her election as the city's first female mayor made her a figure of some historical significance.
Ms. Cave liked the idea but there was plenty of opposition to honoring a mayor who had yet to complete a single term in the office and when a referendum was held, the Cave Courthouse was soundly defeated. The controversy was blamed in part for her defeat when she sought a second term.
Ms. Cave was born in Norwalk and graduated from Norwalk High School at age 15 in 1919.
After graduating from Skidmore College in 1923, she returned to her home town where, like many other Norwalk residents, she became a commuter, working in New York for railroad associations and law firms for many years. She first became involved in politics as a member of the League of Women Voters and was president of the Norwalk chapter for six years.
She died in the Notre Dame Convalescent Home in Norwalk on June 3, 2002 at the age of 98.
"A Free Spirit With Style"
Jennie Cave cherished her independence and her hats.
At one time, according to her hometown paper, the Norwalk Hour, Ms. Cave had a collection of 34 hats, the frilly kind that were popular in the 1930's and 1940's when Ms. Cave was in her 30's and 40's.
Her independence manifested itself in her politics. Ms. Cave was a Democratic member of the Norwalk City Council and the Board of Estimate and Taxation from the 1940's to the early 60's and believed her long service made her deserving of the party's mayoral nomination.
But the Democrats persisted in nominating younger men for the job until an exasperated Jenny Cave bolted and joined a small independent party. The independents quickly made her party chairman and their mayoral candidate.
Winning the independents' support was one thing but it did not guarantee winning the mayoralty. She ran -- and lost -- three times against Frank Zullo, the young attorney whose quick rise in the Democratic Party prompted Ms. Cave to leave the party in the first place. She also lost twice to Donald Irwin before finally becoming mayor in 1975.
Ms. Cave's single term as mayor was contentious. Much of it centered around a proposal to name the new Norwalk Court House after Ms. Cave. Supporters argued that her election as the city's first female mayor made her a figure of some historical significance.
Ms. Cave liked the idea but there was plenty of opposition to honoring a mayor who had yet to complete a single term in the office and when a referendum was held, the Cave Courthouse was soundly defeated. The controversy was blamed in part for her defeat when she sought a second term.
Ms. Cave was born in Norwalk and graduated from Norwalk High School at age 15 in 1919.
After graduating from Skidmore College in 1923, she returned to her home town where, like many other Norwalk residents, she became a commuter, working in New York for railroad associations and law firms for many years. She first became involved in politics as a member of the League of Women Voters and was president of the Norwalk chapter for six years.
She died in the Notre Dame Convalescent Home in Norwalk on June 3, 2002 at the age of 98.
March 3
After a very long day at Gordo's doctor's
yesterday and being told he probably has prostate cancer ... he smiles and
tells me he's sorry for being a pain ... but not to worry, because I'll only
have to take care of him for 10 more years. He is an amazing soul! How blessed
am I?
Looking forward to what today brings. :)
Looking forward to what today brings. :)
March
4
There is nothing more
entertaining than watching American Idol with Mikey and Dad. Gordo's favorite
is the "baritone crooner" aka Scotty. He also likes Rod Stewart's
son. Don't have the heart to tell him otherwise. :)
March 7
Busy morning. Gordo has a
lot on his mind. We've covered everything from "Bloody" Mary Queen of
England (1553 - 1558) , to emailing the Houston Chronicle because they no
longer carry " The Couch Slouch" ... a funny sports writer. This old
man's mind is bursting with info. Love it!
March 7
Not one of my better days.
Up at 4am, lost my wallet, and lots of caregiving. However ... all these things
still beat many alternatives. :)
March 8
Ok ...
good night sleep for both me and Gordo. Now he wants me to get my
"Google" machine aka Ipad, so we can talk about Ragtime music. His
mind is always busy with some interesting shitaki. :)
Here's to a great day! The wine (however) will come much later this evening.;)
Here's to a great day! The wine (however) will come much later this evening.;)
Just
finished watching "The Young Victoria" with Dad. She was and remains
the longest reigning queen of England. Great movie! Gordo loved it. Now time
for night ... night. :)
March 10
Oh joy.
Today Gordo and I are taking a field trip. A hair cut for dad, then a visit to
"his" park where he actually has a dedicated bench (see photo), to
chat with the "old fossils" ... his park friends. This ought to be
something special.
March 11
March 11
Yesterday was something else. With wheelchair, walker, oxygen and Gordon finally secure in my truck ... off we went to the park. Wow ... dad has many very unique park friends. Met a lady with a "Scotty" (dog) he has liver problens, a man with a dog who nobody can touch, as he'll rip your hand off, an ex-gang member with his 3 year old granddaughter and a few more. However the really amazing friend was John aka the "cross-dresser" (see photo). Welcome to Gordo's World! Made lunch and his hair cut a rather dull experience.
March 13
This morning Gordo tells
me a story I'd never heard. In 1953 he won $2000 ($20,000 today) in The Irish
Hospitals' Sweepstake (see photo of a ticket from 1955). He let his father talk
him into buying a 1953 Kaiser (see photo). Gordo took his new car and drove it
(by himself) from Norwalk CT to Montreal Canada. He hated the car ... because
the fastest he could get it to go was 89 mph. This old man's recall can be
quite interesting. Advice for the day ... listen to your old parents today,
because they have memories that will go with them some day and you'll never
know about them.
March 14
Dad's
memory fades in and out. Since his mind seems to be quite lucid in the morning,
I started sitting with a note book at his bedside, while he recalls specific
events, times and places that happened to be on his mind at the moment. Then I
excuse myself and Google until I get a photo or further info. I return with my
find and this seems to give him a lot of peace. Not to mention warming my
heart. Today topic is The Exeter Theatre in Boston, where he worked while
attending Boston University (1948). He was an usher. The actress in the movie
(he recalls) is Mai Zetterling. Quite famous in her day. OK … done with today’s
history lesson. Let’s enjoy the day.
March 15
March 15
Today marks two very
significant days in history. “Julius Caesar” was killed in 44 B.C. on the “Ides
of March” (Latin: Idus Martii) is the name of 15 March in the Roman calendar,
probably referring to the day of the full moon. Secondly, but most important was
the birth of a healthy baby boy to a young couple, who thought they could never
have a child. On March 15, 1930 “Gordon Powell Cave Jr.” made his debut. He
started his life pleasing his parents and continues making us happy today.
Happy 81st Birthday Dad! We love you!
The birthday boy's think
tank is over flowing this morning. I greeted him this morning with helium
balloons and wished him a happy birthday. To which he replied ... “I made
it." Then without further ado ... it's research time. Starts with a rather
simple question. Why is the L silent in the word salmon? Answer … Many words in
English have come to us from the French. The French for salmon is
"saumon." That would account for the absence of the "l"
sound. OLD French was "salmun." So, they changed the "l" to
a "u." We (American’s) didn't, but we did drop the "l"
sound. There is even a hundred-year old guy who has been fighting for decades
to change the spelling to a phonetic basis.
His second inquiry is … is the PT Cruiser’s design based on (what was his 2nd car) the 1953 green convertible Nash Rambler … and was does PT stand for? Well there appears to be no direct correlation to the Nash, but did find out that PT stands for Personal Transport. The 3rd big question of the day. Can a Caladium be replanted? Answer “yes” … Caladium plants are native to South America and also enjoy the heat. They wilt at the first sign of cold weather, and their bulbs must be dug up and kept warm during winter to be planted and bloom during summer. WOW … it’s been a busy morning. Enough for now … as dad’s lady friend Dodie aka the “Jaguar lady” is joining us for a birthday lunch. Enjoy the day.
March 16
His second inquiry is … is the PT Cruiser’s design based on (what was his 2nd car) the 1953 green convertible Nash Rambler … and was does PT stand for? Well there appears to be no direct correlation to the Nash, but did find out that PT stands for Personal Transport. The 3rd big question of the day. Can a Caladium be replanted? Answer “yes” … Caladium plants are native to South America and also enjoy the heat. They wilt at the first sign of cold weather, and their bulbs must be dug up and kept warm during winter to be planted and bloom during summer. WOW … it’s been a busy morning. Enough for now … as dad’s lady friend Dodie aka the “Jaguar lady” is joining us for a birthday lunch. Enjoy the day.
March 16
No
history research this morning. I believe Gordo got plenty of mental stimulation
yesterday. He had quite a few vistors. Thanks to all of you for making his
birthday special. Today we have Amber and her children coming for a visit and
Dave the "Oxygen Man" will be popping in. At least that's what's
scheduled. The day's still young, so it's subject to change. Let's make it a
beautiful day.
Oops!
Spoke too soon. My daughter in-law, Andrea bought dad "Breakfast at
Tiffany's" for his birthday. So ... the perplexing question of the day was
... How tall was George Peppard? Answer is 6ft. Why that is of any significance
... I haven't got a clue.
March 17
March 17
While
my oldest man ... Gordo sleeps, my youngest man ... Jared Jr. is ready for the
day.
OK ... now both boys are up.
Took baby Jared into see Gordo. He promptly sang a lullaby to JJ, and then
proceeded to inform me that the average life expectancy for babies born in
today’s time will be 78 for males and 82 for females. So … there you have it.
Have a super Friday! :)
March 19
Dad’s recent favorite
beverage is lemonade. Rather symbolic. 4 weeks ago, life threw Gordo a big
lemon. His independent life (for all practical purposes) came to a screeching
halt. Most people would be devastated and quite rightfully so. Not Gordo. He
took this HUGE lemon and has made lemonade. The recipe looked so good, that our
family has made a pitcher. The hell with “Drinking the Kool-Aid”. We have the
BEST lemonade on the planet! Have a super weekend my friends.
March 20
We
finally got dad's house cleaned out. So yesterday, I held up each item of hung
clothing (tons) and asked Gordo ... do we keep or ditch? All sentimental
t-shirts he'd gotten throughout the years (no matter the condition) were
keepers. If the pants were 42x32 or smaller (although he wears 40x32), they
stayed. Anything.... I mean... anything that had a "Brooks Brothers"
tag on it was saved. I had no idea what a clothing snob he was. Got to give the
old guy credit for good taste. :)
March 21
We tried to convince dad
that the fresh pineapple from HEB (the fancy one at 290@Barker Cypress) was
just as good as Kroger’s. He has shopped at the Kroger’s on Wirt road forever
and has had me running to Kroger’s because they are “superior”. Well that was
getting a little crazy … in that Mikey does all of our shopping at HEB. So …
this weekend he bought Dad HEB’s fresh pineapple. We didn’t tell dad … just
served him a small bowl. First words … “What’s wrong with this pineapple? It’s
awful!” OK Gordo WINS! Needless to say … I drove to Kroger’s. Lesson: Don’t try
to trick old folks … they’ll find out. ;)
March 22
Since Gordo read the entire “Twilight” series, I
thought he’d like the DVD of “Interview with a Vampire”. He watched it
yesterday. I mentioned that I had a fish at my work named Lestat and that he
was a “Blood Dwarf Gourami”. Not sure if he got the connection, but he promptly
corrected my pronunciation of the word … “Gourami”. Once a father … always … a
father. Hug yours today! ;)
March 22
Dad and I had a lovely day.
First picking up sandwhiches from Nielsen's ... a third-generation family of
deli owners from Denmark opened in 1950. EXCELLENT! Go ... if you haven't
tried. Richmond Ave. @ Mid Lane. Then off to the park to visit "The Old
Fossils" ... Gordo's park friends. Today I met Jenny, the Australian (who
dad tells me once kissed him right on the lips!), Norman, John, Shirley, her
Chihuahua ... Sasha, Tim and Bob. All were absolutely thrilled to see him. God
love them!
March
23
Talks with Gordo
continue. Out of the blue … he asks me to write down the name “Frank Fox”. He
wants me to research and found out this man’s heritage. He believes Frank’s
family were Native American Indians. OK … why do we need to know this? Oh …
because dad believes that his grandmother (Florence) had an “affair” with
this man and that dad’s mom (Helen) is his daughter. So this would be his
biological grandfather … my “real” great-grandfather. WOW! Ok … what happened
to Florence’s “husband”? They believe he was killed in the 1906 San Francisco
Earthquake … nobody knows for sure, but he left and never came back. This is
a regular soap opera. Now … it gets even better. Gordon wants me to cut a
snip of his hair and submit it for DNA testing. To prove or disprove his
“American Indian” theory. Any suggestions on how to go about getting that
done????? Heck … Maybe I’m a descendant of Pocahontas.
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March 24
Dad
loved Liz Taylor. He says what he most remembers, but not highly publicized was
her kindness regarding a very famous actor in the 50’s Montgomery Clift. On May
12, 1956 he smashed his car into a telephone pole after leaving one of her
parties. She was alerted by friend Kevin McCarthy, who witnessed the accident,
Taylor raced to Clift's side, manually pulling a tooth out of his throat, as
he'd begun to choke on it. He suffered a broken jaw and nose, a fractured
sinus, and several facial lacerations which required plastic surgery. As a
result, Clift's health and looks deteriorated considerably. Liz absolutely
insisted that he be in several of her movies after this tragic event. She
always got her way … thus “Suddenly, Last Summer. She also requested he’d share
the lead with her in 1967’s move “Reflections in a Golden Eye. However he died
before filming. I thought that was a nice story about Lizzie.
March 25
Alert
the media ... I have actually cooked dinner 2 nights in a row. Mikey's been
working late. Good news ... Gordo is still alive. lol
March 26
In a
blink of an eye your life can change. Six weeks ago I was just Biba, a sales
rep at Marketing Depot, empty nester, wife and animal lover. I'm still Biba,
wife and animal lover. But today ... my resume also includes ... full time
caregiver to Gordo and his deaf/blind pug, starting to actually cook, part time
sales rep for Marketing Depot (they are the best!) and most recently ... doing
voice overs for our clients
Big day out yesterday with
Gordo. We packed him up and went to Waller. It was Presley’s 1st T-Ball game.
Too frickin cute!
March 28
I have
learned so much over the past month. Mostly about myself. If you would have
told me 6 weeks ago that I would be cleaning false teeth, mopping up urine,
preparing meals, monitoring oxygen and medicine intake, dressing and bathing
dad , while lugging him around in a wheelchair, etc. … I would have said … YUCK
… no way! I’ll pay someone else to do that stuff. Well … much to my surprise …
I can and actually insist on doing these things myself. It’s amazing what we
can do out of love and determination. Although I’m no Florence Nightingale, I’m
working on being a damned good caregiver.
March 29
Dad reads the newspaper
every morning. If he sees something he wants to refer to later … he tears out
the page. And … I am not allowed to throw them away. He often keeps the TV
schedule … mostly for the sports. Well last night, as he is flipping through the
channels (finally got him to quit hitting the MENU button. Just hit GUIDE) he
calls my name because he can’t find some NBA game. So I sit with him and we go
through every channel. Dad … “I’m sorry there is simply no game on tonight” He
is absolutely insistent, as it “in the paper”. OK … so I go through all the
channels again. Oh did I mention that we have U Verses’ biggest package? Still
nothing. So I ask dad to let me see the paper. “Daddy” this is last week’s
paper! He tilts his head a little and all he has to say is “What the hell …
I’ll watch a movie”. I put “House of Games” (no pun intended) into his DVD
player … tucked him and went to bed. Slept like a rock. Go figure.
Gordo
had to get some blood work done. He was such a good boy (lol) that ... I treated
him to Russo's Pizza. Delizioso!
March 30
My
sister Liz just told me a hilarious story. She came over on Sunday for a few
hours to take care of Gordo, so that I could get my nails done (yes, I still
have my priorities. lol). She thought it would be nice to watch Who’s Afraid of
Virginia Woolf … starring Liz Taylor. Dad insisted on using his headphones, so
she plugged them in … but then said to dad “Now … I can’t hear the movie” he
said yes you can … Elizabeth. “No daddy …. You have your headphones plugged in,
so only you can hear it. Gordo rolled his eyes, got frustrated with her, got
up, hobbled over to the TV and pulled out his headphones’ cord. “See … it isn’t
rocket science”. So he and Liz watched the movie. He with his “unplugged”
headphones and she (shaking her head), while just letting him enjoy the show
with her. Welcome to my world Aunt Liz. Lol.
March 31
Last night I made a
spaghetti dinner for Liz, Gordon and myself (FYI … Mikey’s been out of town all
week). Thought I’d add a special touch and use dad’s “Tuscan” dinnerware … that
he insisted on keeping … but … we never use. So I set the table … lit candles,
etc. First words out of his mouth “Why are we using my expensive china?”
“Because they’re nice and thought you’d like it”. We’re not supposed to use
them. Why? Because I want you to have them after I’m gone. Dad that’s sweet …
but I have a better idea. Why don’t we enjoy them together while we’re all
still here? OK … “Pooker Annie” (my nickname and a whole other story). Let’s
eat! Good idea daddy. God love him.
Cora, I'm starting at the beginning and loving the stories.
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