Niche of Time
Well, for a start, this shall be the home for my Biographical Inventory of Books. After that, who knows?
Thursday, June 11, 2026
Bob Bellamy Through The Ages
2021 Diary: Mind Like a Summer Sieve
6/8/2021: Prayers. Nothing
very different all day. Continue to read “Phineas Finn”. Bed about 9:30
PM.
6/9/2021: Woke up about 4
AM: worried about whether or not I did the Dr. Melendez follow-up.
6/10/2021: Andy ran me over
to the Family Medical Center at 8 AM. I saw that their covid precautions were
still in place, so I went and sat at the outdoor tables at Subway till about
8:30 AM. Then I called in, and they asked me in to get my Medicare and Medicaid
numbers in, and then I waited inside. Though my appointment was for 9:30 I was
called in to a room earlier. I read a bit of PF, and then Dan came in. He put
me on a strict diet for a month to get my blood sugar down. Ran a prescription
he gave me over to HEB and caught the bus home. Wade was driving, and he
brought me right to 513 without even my asking.
In the evening I made an order to HEB reflecting my new diet. Today was
Kameron’s last day at school.
6/11/2021: Awaiting a
delivery at 9 AM. Got it. Made Kam bacon and eggs. Had a good talk with Susan
while finishing making supper. Finished reading PF late in the evening.
6/12/2021: A pretty dull
day. Started reading “Phineas Redux”. Kenny called about 8 PM and we had
a good talk while he drove home from work. Continue with the “keto” diet.
6/13/2021: Up at 6 AM,
prayers, shower, and dress. Catch up diary. Ready to leave at 6:50 AM.
Got to church. Fr. Stan elsewhere. Went to Family Dollar on
the way home. Very tiring, but I was out of diet soda. Got home, took medicine
and insulin. Ate Earl Campbell’s sausages and watched Young Frankenstein.
The day continued. Found out that tomorrow they will start constructing a slab
for the roll-back at the end of the driveway; I’ll probably have to delay
getting any deliveries for a couple of days.
6/14/2021: Up at 5:30 AM.
Prayers and Bible. Washed dishes, swept house, made bed. Watched cartoons. At 9
AM I started wash, boiled eggs, made egg salad, made cucumber salad. Changed
wash at 10 AM. Made Kam bacon and eggs. Changed wash again. Was done with wash
about 11:15 AM, by which time S&A came home. Laid down for a bit at noon,
listened to Gilbert Gottfried’s Amazing Colossal Podcast.
Read PR, played DQ8. At 4 PM went in and fed pets, made supper. No couscous for me. Done by 5 PM. Between 7 and 8 there was a brief but intense rain with some thunder. Went in at 8 PM and washed up. Afterwards checked BS (196 - under 200 at last!) then took insulin. Finally pooped [first time after the gall bladder operation]. Debated whether to order HEB or not what with the slab construction. Woke up at 12 midnight and finally decided to give it a go. Caught up diary.
Notes
Quite a number of anniversaries. Gall bladder surgery recovery. Kameron's last day of school. The slab being poured. I would totally have no idea of my surgeon's name without the Diary, and I'd forgotten how long it took after surgery for me to go to the bathroom again. Althogh I remember enjoying the Phineas books (by Anthony Trollope), I have only the vaguest notions of what happened in them. But then I am undergoing the Summer Memory Seive, wherein memories take a backseat to simply living. Which explains why this post has been delayed a few days.
The Battle of the Bowling Alley
Wednesday, June 10, 2026
A-Walking Through the Shadows of the Day
A-Walking
Through the Shadows of the Day
From
Everywhere
Into
the Here,
Without
a care we somehow dare
To
begin on our journey’s way.
Though
may be
Simply
babies,
We
come harking
Out
of darkness
And
so we start a-walking through the shadows of the day.
And
as we go
We
greater grow
Along
life's path of mirth and wrath,
Love
and sorrow, weal and woe.
The
sun is high
Strong
in the sky;
Shortens
the shade
Beneath
our feet
And
so we walk unheeding through the shadows of the day.
And
though the light
Is
bonnie bright,
It
lays long in the afternoon;
It
starts to fade, starts to fall.
We
feel the heat
Begin
to beat,
Steps
get slower,
Heads
hang lower,
But
defiantly we walk on through the shadows of the day.
Dusk
gathers in,
Light
growing thin.
The
weary road turns gray and grim,
And
doubtful runs the way ahead.
We
start to creep
And
think of sleep
And
where to find
A
final bed,
And
stumbling we go walking through the shadows of the day.
Then
comes the night
Without
a light.
Our
strength is done, our eyes grow dark,
And
shadow overwhelms the day.
We
rest our bones
Beneath
the stones,
And
put away
All
pride and play;
And
is it sleep that settles in the shadows after day?
A
Day will come
When
dark is done,
And
shadow falls and shadow fails,
When
Sun without a spot prevails.
Then
we'll arise
To
endless skies;
Won't
fear the night
Bathed
in the light,
A-walking
ever after without shadows through the day.
9/25/2018














