Hello to all our
McCarty Metro subscribers and visitors... A very happy October to
you all...
Thank you all for checking us out on the Metro. It has been a pleasure to be in charge of this newspaper.
This month marks my 21st year at the editor's desk. When I took over, all I had was an old 286 processor computer that my brother Jerry gave me, and a noisy dot matrix printer with tractor-feed paper from my brother DJ. I decided to try to resurrect the McCarty Metro with a paper version. I appealed for articles via US Postal service (as it took a while before I had internet). I mailed out issues each month to my family....and the rest is history.
As a kid,
Halloween was always one of my favorite times of the year.
Mom would let us and I go up into the attic a week before to
pull down the costumes, then all the brothers would plot
what their costume would be... Would I be a hobo, or would I
be a tramp. Just kidding. The anticipation of that special
night ranks right up there in my favorite memories, along
with raking, jumping in,
and then burning leaves.
I always look
forward to October, from that special smell in the air, to the
chilly nights and mild days, to the beginning of the football
season, and post-season baseball, ringing doorbells on Devils
Night, then then pasta resistance.... HALLOWEEN NIGHT... October
will always hold a special place in my heart and mind.
On to my final
thought... I have been blessed to know both true love and
unconditional love. I found my true love about 30 years ago when I
met Margaret. I have always felt unconditional love with my
parents and brothers, and also my kids. I read this story, and it really touched me because
it hits home with me. I think true love and unconditional love are
the two most powerful things in the world. The love a man has for
a woman, and the love a mother has for his son, and the love that
son has for his mother. Both loves describe a true acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the emails that come into my in-box, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message. This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.
Dance In The Rain
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 a.m .I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
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While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?' He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she
is.
Here's to all of our
Metro readers out there, and to their "true love".
Cheers...
