Once again COMMON SENSE was killed....

We have all seen it in the news, on the social media, and

read about it... 9 year old kills instructor.

What ever possessed anyone to put a UZI in the hands of

a 9 year old child?  She was too young.. she was too small,

she was too immature...  But it isn't her fault.. it is her parents fault.  And now what.. This child will have nightmares the rest of her life.  She will grow up, knowing full well she shot and killed a man.. accident or not.. doesn't matter.  The sight she had to see, when the man was shot in the head..the blood..the whole mess.. 

WHAT WERE THESE so called ADULT THINKING..  

well  we know.. they weren't. Common sense

was once again killed that day. And the child pays for it the

rest of her life.

For every miss shot, be it accident, on purpose, this destroys

those who do own guns... For every one of these that happen, there is over 100,000 gun owners who will never be in those shoes. Will never let their guns be used to do harm.. They are the silent majority. Because they don't yell with the NRA.. they sit quietly in their homes, shaking their heads on how this happen. And scared that the few, will get their guns taken away. 

It is like the person who gets in to their car each day and drives

to work, school, or shop.. and never have an accident. Never

purposely abuse the right to drive. Yet be punished by some

one who was on a cell phone, while driving.. texting,

or drunk driving, or on drugs be it prescriptions or not.

The few who make it  worse for those of us who go by the

rules and laws of driving.

Those of us who will pay more for insurance, lose more rights of driving.  The same with guns.. the millions who own guns, pay for the few thousands who misuse guns... leave them in harms way for children.  Who like the  mother who paid for her life, gave the combo on the gun safe even tho she knew her son had a trouble mind. Causing the death of

teachers and children.

But the 9 year old at a target shoot range.. why? There is

enough time for her to learn how to shoot. The thrill of the

shooting.. REALLY?  a 9 year old?  Sorry Common Sense

but you lost this one too...  

Riding out Hurricane Carol 60 years ago

60 years ago on this date I think.. Hurricane Carol hit

R.I. full bore..

My mother and I had left our house in Middletown with warnings that the hurricane was heading to Newport.

We had to get down to the wharf that my parents boat was tied to.

It was a scary ride.. about 4 miles from our house to the wharf. With winds blowing hardy... Even trees falling down on the road behind us close enough to make the truck we were in bounce a bit.  We had to find another road to go on, as there were trees or branches across many of the roads we use to take.  4 miles but it took us a half an hour

to get there.

When we arrived we drove down near where the boat was tied. I got out and stepped down the 6 foot ladder that we used.. to get to our boat, or if the other boat was moored there, then we step on to that one and jumped over to ours.  Which was what we had to do that day.  I got the anchor with the 25 foot rope and threw it out as far as I could to the bow area.. and brought our boat out away from the other boat. So it wouldn't knock on the boat. My mother

took the other anchor and threw it out from the stern ... anchoring solid to the area, and pulled our boat out that way.  We  pull the other boat towards ours, and we jumped on it. Then taking their anchor throwing it out behind to help that boat stay away from the dock. We were able to jump down on to the dock as the water had rose up that

high by the time we got done. We had tied another line to the bow of the other boat and threw the anchor as far as we could forward of our boat.. that way each was secure away from the dock and each other. Mom back the truck up towards the buildings that were near Thames street. Parking just under one of them.. We sat  there to ride out the storm. Why? I don't know.. I guess because we were sure we couldn't drive home with all the trees falling. And it seemed safe there.

Pieces of the buildings flying by..shingles and more.. The water rising up the wharf. We watched as Ernest Coggeshall rode out the storm with his commercial fishing  boat called the Viking.. and saw the ferry's bobbing up and down like a cork in the bay. It was scary as we watched our boat rise and fall with the rise of the water. 

Thankfully the anchors held. Neither boat hitting the dock or

each other. Even with the boats rising up to the point, we thought they would snap the ropes.

About an hour later things calmed down.  But it was the eye of the storm. Mom and I decided we would try to head for home. Everything look secure. A lot of the roads were open.. some logs and branches laying on the side of the roads, where others sawed them in half.  And we made it

home in about 15 minutes.

My mother went back down with my brother in tow... and they rode out the other side of the eye.. but it was no where as bad as the first half. Our dock survived with little damage. Our boat and the one next to it did well.. My brother helped my mother get the anchors back on board the boats as the water had receded. And helped Ernest moor the Viking.

Tying it back up to the dock. 

But there was so much damage thru out the city and towns. Trees down and near the docks there was a sail boat sitting on a piling near J. T. O'Connell's Dock. While the damage was horrible up the coast from Connecticut to Maine,

it wasn't as bad as the Hurricane of 1938.  Having steel gates near Providence had help keep the water out of downtown Providence.. which had water 7 feet tall in 1938.

It is one of those things that you never forget. Even 60 years later. 

NEAR PERFECT COMEDIAN...

Robin Williams is a near perfect comedian. Maybe a little flawed as a human, as we all are. In his own life, out of the spot light, there are thousand of stories of his generosity of not just money but of his personal time. Some on a moments notice. Phone calls to those he thought needed a kind word.  Or jump in on a best friend to lighten his load. You could have asked Chris Reeves. Who was on

his way to surgery, only to find his best friend, Robin in scrubs..and cracking jokes.. to where Chris learn there was a reason to live, no matter what the hurdles were.

He was there with Make a Wish people, a phone call ... he didn't just write checks, he was there in person. His kindness was to the common man/woman that he dealt with in his daily life.

Robin had a sense of humor that was challenged by few. As few could keep up with his Gattening gun speed of comedy.

He took us along roller coaster of fun and laughter,of his movies, shows and talk show appearances... and brought

us along slowly, thru his drama of his other movies. Which made us think.

Is there seriously any one who did not like Robin Williams, as a comedian or even as a man? What was there not to like.

Yes, a near perfect man... and .. yet.. just a bit of a flaw.  Like a lot of comedians, there is depression.. the silent disease.. which took him to

that dark place to end his life.

Those around him have probably second guessed themselves. What if I had knocked on his door just seconds before he put that belt around his neck? A phone called a second before?  Would it changed the end of that day? No one knows the answer to that, any more than any other person who has committed suicide. The closest answer is probably not.. if not then.. then they will later. 

It breaks our hearts, as we want to share our joy that he brought us, with him. Hoping to carry him thru that dark moment. But it isn't to be.

Maybe the gift we can give Robin is to make a difference in the disease of depression. The chances of getting rid of depression, is a slim to none. But maybe Robin has taught us enough to take a bit out of it.

Robin.... we will always miss you. God gives us the gift of life of others in our life time... for just a while... some longer times, some shorter. We can be thankful that God gifted us with you, as long as he did. We weren't ready yet to let go.. But God was.

Robin isn't gone... he will always be with us.. Not just in movies and shows but most of all in our hearts.

Thanks for the memories, God Speed Robin Williams... we will be looking up, for the laughing jiggling stars

What is in your wallet?

What is in your wallet besides your cards and money?

Is there any pictures in there?

Remember when every one had one of those fold out

clear things that had pictures in each one and on the back

side as well.

There was girlfriend pictures.. then wife picture and of course your folks.  And then along came children.. and then grandchildren.

Does anyone have that in their wallet anymore?

Now it is your smart phone .... you click on the app. and

you can show up to 200 pictures..maybe more.

You hand the phone to your friend and show them where

to push to go to each of the next picture. 

Flipping thru vacations, family, scenery, selfies and etc.

But I miss the photo's in the wallet. One thing it seems like

they were bigger. But there was the graduation pictures of

your girl.. or your wife... or your kids.. 

No one carries pictures in their wallet anymore. I think the

folding clear thingie.. holds different credit cards, or store cards.

What is in your wallet? 

My Aunt Jo

This picture is of a good friend of our family.. Actually two good friends of my parents. The man's name is Herbie. Herbie met my parents when they were all young. I was about 1 or maybe 2.  He was in high school at the time. Somewhere Mom had a picture of him in his band uniform. He was a drummer. He and his father were neighbors of my parents, while they built their house on Beacon Street. Then they moved from the cabin near Herbie, into the new house down the street a couple houses away.

Herbie was our babysitter.. a better description is, he was

my parent's baby sitter ...until he join the Navy during WWII.

Later he came back and was one of our neighbors for many

years.  He was close to our family and was like a kid brother

to my mother.  He was funny, great sense of humor

and as you can see, a great smile. 

In 1955 I believe, Herbie came to Thanksgiving dinner, which

was a regular thing he did every Thanksgiving.  But that year, in my eyes... he brought an angel with him.  Who he was smart enough to marry a few years later. Her name is

Josephine.  Better know to us as Jo... and to me.. Aunt Jo.

They were a great couple together..Herbie pass away a

couple years ago.

See I fell in love with Jo, that first Thanksgiving. After

dinner as usual, it was my duty to wash all the dishes. and

pots and pans, and serving dishes and glasses, and shrimp

bowls and salad bowls ... well you get the idea. It always

was a Cinderella type of duty. Dishes on all the counters.

Pots on the stove, etc... etc..

But that year, a angel walked in .. pass my protesting

mother, and said... I will wash the dishes, because I don't

know where they go after.. You can wipe them, and put

them away. I stood there, wide eyed in wonderment. No

adult ever ...ever .. offered to help me out.  And that my

friends was the beginning of loving my Aunt Jo.

Now we are 60 years later. And I love talking to her. I

call and check up on her. And for some reason she

thinks I write a great blog.. So I print out my blog each

month and send it to her.  And amazingly, she keeps them

all. Last I heard ...she had a huge box with them all in it.

But that is the way my Aunt Jo is. She is the sweetest

person.. the most giving person.. and always thinking

about others.. She is one of the most special people in

my life.

And best of all... she lets me call her Aunt Jo.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY... HAPPY 88TH BIRTHDAY,

MY SWEET AUNT JO.

The Fair

August 20, 2014

The Fair..

Seems like each year it gets smaller.

Of course our fair is free, so there isn't as much.

But that is fine with me.  We are a small county.

Most of the fair is for kids.. The 4-H kids, as they

get to show off their animals. Show them and then

auction them off at the end of the fair.

The quilts and pictures are my favorite. And the

kids projects is great too.  I saw some of the vegetables,

but didn't notice the flowers this year.. don't know how I

could have missed that.  Even the vegetables seem to

be less this year.

I am not into the carnival part, so don't care to go to the

bigger fairs. But only seeing one horse and one horse

statue.. was disappointing.  Even the cows seem to

be less. Also some of the bigger ranches didn't seem

like they were there.

But I am sure the people of Bonner County will love it.

And the kids sure will.. And it is nice running into old

friends..

Fair seems like a sign of the end of summer.  

Things to do, places to go, and people to see....

Here we are already more than half way thru August and

I haven't got use to the fact we aren't still in July.

I have things to do, and places to go and people to see..

that is what my dad would say, when I asked him were he

was going.  And that is true of me too..

I haven't gone swimming yet.. And now I probably won't

because I am a 95 degree weather swimmer.  And we had

plenty, but I was busy.

Now I am writing my appointments on the calendar to make

sure I don't miss anything.. and even writing in FISHING, so I won't make plans on that day...

I told the King yesterday, we have to sit down and write up our goals for what is left, so we don't forget anything.. One of which is put the antenna back up on the roof by the chimney. We are only getting 2 channels right now. Since the wind blew it down on the roof.  Channel 4 which is ABC and what I call the DEAD ACTORS CHANNEL... ME-TV. We watch Rifleman and MASH every night after dinner. And either I have a bad memory, or I didn't see as many of those shows as I thought I did.

The King likes Big Valley, Bonanza, Kojak, Adam 12 and Emergency.

Also once in a while he will watch Gilligan's Island, Columbo,Happy Days,Mod Squad, just about any 1960 to 1980 show you use to watch is on the METV.  I called it the dead actor's channel, as most of the actor are dead.  And the question on most days is.. "is he still alive?"

We gave up Direct TV in March... and we really haven't missed it. We also have Netflix, for movies..  And save ourselves $75 a month. $900 a year.

Let me see, I better make up a list of what I want to get done this week.. Keep myself on track.  After all, got things to do, got places to go, people to see.........

Highway 95 Adult Guessing Game

You know when you were traveling with your kids,

you made up games for them to be entertained?

This was before hand held games and tv cameras in

the vehicle to have for them, to watch movies...

In the 1940's and 1950's when families use to take

vacations across the good old USA... there were games,

of counting license plates and which states they came

from.

In the 1970's there became the violent of slug bug...

I modified it for my own sanity to just counting slug bugs.

For those who don't know.. slug bug was the Volkswagen

beetle car... In my game, you had to yell out the color as

well as the slug bug.. slugbug orange, slugbug green and

etc.  This game was carried over to grandchildren..

especially between Michael, our grandson and his grandfather.

Well, now we have the game of WHERE THE HELL IS THAT

ROAD GOING? And added to it.. WHEN WILL WE BE RIDING

ON THAT ROAD?.   This is the game that the King and I have

started every time we come back from the Coeur d' Alene area.

We see the roads from the south bound.. but it is too hard to

figure out from there.  So when we come back, we play it.

There are roads going off thru a field near Athol... there are

other roads along the road we are traveling.  Are they secondary

roads/frontage roads or are they going to be the real thing?  

There is the roads that look like they might be ones going to

Farrgate Park. Or Bayview. We aren't sure..

There is the bridge over the road that use to take us to Bayview..

And what is going to happen to the road we are using now? 

Is it going to be come a frontage road?

This one road is going to take the curve out near Granite Hill.

But where do we join that road? And leave it?

And of course, being this has been worked on for about 3 years

so far... in detail that is.. there was small stuff before that, like

putting in the frontage road that pushed the junk yards back..

BUT WHEN IS IT GOING TO DONE?  And we ask ourselves,

will we be still alive to drive it?    

MEGA LOAD ..... 2014

I came, I waited... 2 hours.. then was joined by my neighbors and then we were join by 3 protesters

Slowly it came down the road, and went by, quite noisey, actually...

Also had a nice lightening show while we waited.. with a mix of thunder and rain. . 

update:
some things are better seen in the dark .... as it was
disappointing to see it in the day light

see the grey round.. that is the actual  load.. rest is the crate so to speak, that holds 
the load still.. So all of this is for just a small part in the middle... what a let down. 

It is hard to look cool on a bicycle...

Every time I ride my bike, I think of the old lady in the movie

Wizard of Oz.  Maybe it is my basket that does it to me?

There just doesn't seem to be anyway to look cool on a bike.

I have seen a lot of people of all ages... be it male or female.

And we do not look good .... not that we look bad.. but maybe it is just not cool...

The only people that I see, that look good on a bike is ..kids.

Especially boys.  Girls don't really look cool either. 

Boys ride with authority, be it a mission at the high speed that their legs go like pistons, or just coasting along talking to their friends. They even seem the right portion for a bike.

Adults don't really look right. They don't look at ease.

And then throw in the mix, the guys on the 18 speed bikes,

with their Speedo's and helmet?  Like they are attacking the

bike, like a lion on a deer..... Just not cool looking..

I have never seen myself riding my bike, maybe I should ride

by a store front, but with my luck, as i looked I would hit a hole and flip off the dang thing.

I also can't relax riding.  When I ride over to the post office on my bike, you would think I was being timed.  Always rode it as a kid with speed in mind. Getting from point a to point b, in a timely manner. I see some people pedaling, and then glide thru.. not me.. I always feel like I should be pedaling.

Also I ride illegal. I like to see the cars coming at me.. makes

me nervous to have the cars behind me, when I can't see

what they are doing.. also the worse of worse ... that a REAL

bike rider would yell at me.. I don't like those dumb egg shell

helmets they wear.

THOSE THINGS DO NOT LOOK COOL AT ALL.  

I know, I know.. scramble brains... but I am 74 and never like wearing them.. and so far so good. 

Of course I only ride in my own little town now.  

Busy August

I don't know what it is about August, but it seems to be

the busiest of the summer..

You would think that June would be, with all the yard work

and clean up, with planting thrown in.

July could even be busy, with the 4th of July and many trips

to the beach, or catch up lunches after winter is over.

But for us it is August. Either we are going somewhere, or

people are coming to our place. And then there are the

bar-b-ques.  Seems like every weekend is one, and some

throw in during the week.

I end up having to keep track on the calendar. Marking

ones we have agreed to attend, and ones that we are

putting on.. when we will be out of town for the weekend

or someone is coming.. Because there is no way I will

remember it all.. Since when did I become a social person?

Is it because we know this is the last month of the summer?

And we can't believe that we only have 2 or 3 weeks left?

Where the heck did the summer go?  Seem like I was just

getting ready for the 4th of July. 

Depression poster person?

Robin Williams, a man who made us laugh for so long, not just giggles, but belly laughs... so many years of laughter, and he made us laugh so easy..be it a show or on a talk show being himself.. Laughter, we have laughed so much.. and now he has us in tears even as we remember our laughter as we watched our favorite show or movie or just his words.. Mine being Mrs. Doubtfire.. but it is really too hard to name just one.. Yes, we can feel how we laughed even as the tears come right now, as we remember such a great funny man. To me, he is the funniest comedian EVER, so honest and off the top of his head. I guess the only thing I can find in this is.. now he is with his best friend Christopher Reeves. God Bless..Robin.. and thanks so much for the so many memories.. you will never be forgotten.

I know Robin is not the first actor, musician or comedian to commit suicide.

But maybe with the death of Robin, we the people, who know someone who is fighting the fight of depression, will take it seriously. Only those who have lost some one by suicide, understand some of it.. And even those families,

don't understand completely.  

The biggest misconception is, if the person

is happy.. on the outside, everything will be ok.

I am not even going to tell you that I understand. I don't.  I can't imagine the struggle that a person with depression has.  

Just think happy thoughts, some say.. that is kind of a slap in the face.  Do you think if it was that simple, the person wouldn't use that?  

They don't want to be depressed. 

They don't enjoy being depressed. It is a very lonely disease.  

Only someone who also has depression, understands.  And no matter how much it makes you hurt for that person, that you try to understand... you might think you do.. but you don't.  They can't even explain it to you.  Not even a doctor can describe

the pain that one feels, the frustration one feels, the helplessness and the anxiety one feels.   

Maybe with the passing of Robin Williams, there will be more research. Maybe some families will take it more seriously, instead of thinking it will go away on its own.. until they lose a love one.  There are a lot of families who do take it seriously and want to help.  

Maybe better education about depression will help..  I don't know the answers......wish someone did.

TRUTH, WHERE DID IT GO?

Truth, what ever happen to it.. is it like common sense.. dead? 

There is truth as we know it.. meaning it is only as good as the

source we quote.

We, that are over 40 remember watching the news with our parents

and later ourselves... Chet and David, Walter, all who reported the

news as it was. We knew it was the truth. Now it is a different breed all together.  You watch and wonder. You hear of the slanted Fox News. That is a joke to most with the exception of  the die hard Fox News fans.

MNBC is slated the other way. I don't think of those as reporters, they are opinionated reporters. Telling us how they see things.  We want the black and white news.. It is what it is.. News.  But that no longer is around.

Then you have the politicians,  who will tell you anything  to get in the office.

Some tell you what you want to hear, so the message is different from state to state.  Even one of the presidential candidates actually said it.. just get the message out they want, just as long as it gets me into office.  But he is far from the only one. Politicians have had trouble with the true since the days of Adam's President

term. Congress was at that time, filled with the fast and furious of lies. Oh, I forgot.. it isn't called lies anymore.. it is called spin... Their spin, their opponents spin.. the Fox News spin, the MNBC spin and the bloggers spin.. Not lies.

But we can't leave it at the feet of the politicians, it all the different countries, the county you live in.. Wall Street.. it is everywhere.  To the point, we probably wouldn't recognize the truth...  Commercials, that make promises we know not to be true..  Even everyday... truth escapes from you and I from time to time, and Facebook, well we won't even go there, I, myself, I tried to always tell the truth.. One reason is my memory is not good enough to remember the lies. I remember the truth. Also I have taught my children to always tell the truth. It is better to face the music and tell the truth and get it over with. Your worth and word is only as good as you telling the truth..And I tried to be a good example of that.

What was Jack Nicholson's famous line... THE TRUTH? THE TRUTH? YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!... 

and you know, maybe he is right... if we were told the truth by everyone for just a day.. the honest to goodness truth... we just might be horrified to the point, we might  give up. As long has we have the other word... we might just hang in

there... that word?  HOPE. 

Nothing...

Nothing...

He asked me, what  have you been doing?

Nothing much.

He asked me , what did you do?

Nothing much, just this and that.

Oh, he says, I was just wondering.. because you didn't

do your blog yesterday.

Oh.... sh..t.. crap.. I forgot. plain and simple .. forgot.

And I wasn't doing much of anything.. better known as

NOTHING. 

It was a day of the stars not lining up even.

I went for my walk, came back and weed whacked the

back yard. Then went to go get my hair permed. and that

is where the stars started bouncing around.

First the street was block by a flag person.

Once again the state has decided to come back an

do a little bit of work. Filling in the entrances to each

of the streets to our little town. So once again it is

hurry up and wait. Now I am sitting there, the only

car on the side street to get out. The cars are going

towards the East and I see the West bound ones

waiting 5 blocks down.  Now my side of the road is

clear. So I asked the flag person, why can't I go?

Because the equipment comes and goes across the

road. Sure looked clear to me.. but then one small

piece of equipment hedges on to the side I would have

been on.  Then the traffic is stopped on both side.

We sit there for about 3 miles.  No one going anywhere.

Then the same East bound traffic starts up again. I am

thinking HEY.. IT IS OUR TURN.  I am sure the ones

down 5 blocks were thinking the same, as they had

been there longer than me.  Another 25 cars go by.

Then my flagger tells me, "well, it should hurt for you

to go."... thank you, thank you....  As I headed down

the road, I look back in my rear view mirror, and those

poor people were still waiting. 

So now, I am finally free, head down to the hair do place.

Got to be there before 9 or you have to wait. Well, I pull

in at 9:02 and sure enough, there is 3 ladies there waiting

and one guy. I am told it will be about 1pm before they

can get to me.  No way was I waiting 4 hours. .. and I

wasn't going back home thru that mess.  So went to the other

walk in hair do place at Wally World.  One one girl there and

she is starting a dye job and it will be 2 hours.. So my slumped

shoulders took me out of the area.. but did make an appointment

for Thursday at 9am.  

So figured while I am already there, I might as well pick up some

things I needed. Searched my pockets.. geeeeeeesh... I forgot the

dang list.  So this is where the Alzheimer's test comes in.. how

many things can I remember of the list.  I hate those kind of test.

Answer is .. I only forgot 3. Not bad..

Headed home, and the stars started to line up better, as I got in the

turn lane at McGhee Road instead of going down to my street. I knew

I was not going to make it otherwise, with the long line that was there.

Bingo... turn lane, no problem.. they let me thru... and I told our

secret trail, coming in the back of my street thru the rock and dirt

path.

I did remember to go to the council meeting, so things were better,

but.. for got to do my blog.. See.. I do NOTHING well.  

Storm damage around Bonner County...

I was going to post a quick few pictures yesterday.. but decided to take an extra day, to go thru all the pictures I have.. this is about half of the ones I took.. and only about 1/8 of what I could have taken. 

There was soooooooooooooo much out there. some of 

them, my driver went by at 60 mph, on the highway..lol

so made the lines that were down along 17 miles of highway

impossible to get.. but in Sandpoint, there was so much.

I am sure there are others who will get them.. 

So here is a larger selection of mine.. starting out 

 in the country side by Selle, heading in to town and

the rest are scattered as just pictures to see ..not in

any order.. And remember this is just maybe 3% of 

what it was.. .

Northern Lights working hard to get everyone back on line with power

 Highway 95 homes with roofs peeled. 

 Thees 4 pictures are of a house on the corner of Bronx and North Boyer.. at first doesn't look so bad, until you drive around it.

Fairgrounds faired pretty well..

Super 8 Motel out on highway 95.. had some roof damage.

 this was Home Depot

 Hiway 200 by Emerald Park

 The restaurants did a  booming business during this after storm as well as the other one, due to so many without power, heading in town for meals...that is a standing line to get in...Parking lot full of not only the fallen leaves and branches of the trees across the street but also of cars ... from 5am to 2pm. 

Here are some pictures from around our neighborhood..

this is a neighbor's house

 This is on Humbird Street near the hwy 200

 These are from downtown.. the marina and near the Daily Bee 

 Streets of Sandpoint

This is the home of the Sun Bear ice cream truck which

is Misty's favorite person.. She lost all the ice cream, with 

no electricity.. That tree is across their whole property, so

blocked from leaving.. to get plugged in else where. 

Back out to Humbird Street in Kootenai

 This is Hope Street in Kootenai

 near Kootenai School.. Hope Street.

Old Kootenai Community Church on Sprague Street in Kootenai

 this tree came across the street from this property.. and went across the street blocking the road, hitting the house on the other side ... as you can see below...

Back out in the country..

With all damage down around the county.. I hate to

even mention ours... but these are the two worse things

for us... and Yes, we do still use an antenna..and even

with it down.. we still get channel 4.1 and 4.2. So not

as bad as it could be.. when we put it back up,

we will get the other 10 channels. ..