Blogging to you from the Northeastern Badlands of Lake County, Illinois USA, WELCOME TO THE NEXT CHAPTER! WARNING! ALL FORMS OF SOCIAL MEDIA ARE ADDICTIVE; EXCESSIVE USE MAY LEAD TO MENTAL HEALTH DISORDERS, REDUCED JOB PRODUCTIVITY, LACK OF SLEEP, SOCIAL ALIENATION, BIRTH DEFECTS, BLINDNESS, SEXUAL IMPOTENCY, AND / OR DEVIANT FUNAMBULISM. NOTICE: NO GUNS OR AMMUNITION ARE FOR SALE VIA THIS BLOG. (No, I will not trade my Colt Python for some lubricious adventures with your trophy wife and a future first-round draft pick.) CAVEAT: This blog is not suitable for viewing while at work, while inside a public library, while inside any public or private school, or while inside any public or private restroom. Do not view this blog while driving a motor vehicle or while piloting an aircraft. Viewing this blog may be illegal inside the EU, Chicago, and other parts of the Third World. THIS BLOG CONTAINS (albeit often very childish) ADULT-CONTENT. DISCLAIMER: This blog is a hobby, it is not a livelihood. Even though much of what I blog about relates to firearms collecting and recreational shooting, I am not an expert (by any measure) on any facet of guns, shooting, hunting, or personal defense. Entries at this blog are akin to good old-fashioned campfire chats or post hunt bourbon-fueled barroom-bluster; I offer no opinion on what you should or should not purchase, or what you should be using or doing. What does or does not work for me could be rugged-country-miles away from your tastes and your needs. All products, places, and miscellany that I review for this blog are purchased / rented / leased at retail price by me. I do not accept payment, gifts, discounts, freebies, products on loan, distilled spirits, recreational pharmaceuticals, plea-bargains, probation, parole, Papal Blessings, Presidential Pardons, or sexual favors for doing any review or blog post. TRACKING COOKIES: Google et al stick tracking cookies on everybody. If you are online, you are being spied on via one method or another, for one reason or another; 'nuff said. You may be able to minimize your online DNA residue by using Tor and Duck Duck Go. Vive la liberté! Vive all y'all! Ante omnia armari. To each of you, thanks for stopping by! I appreciate it!
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Tuesday, October 30, 2007

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I spent part of the day getting some exercise by walking around Waukegan Harbor. There is a major remodeling underway of the south half of the south-harbor. Next year I assume they will do the north half of the south-harbor. The fixed height docks are being replaced with floating docks. The radical changes in Lake Michigan water levels have been very frustrating for boaters over the past several years. From the looks of their design drawings, the old north harbor will remain as is.

In 1997 I bought a boat and kept it in the south harbor during three summers. It was an exceptionally good experience; a great adventure on every outing. The overused cliché about a boat being a hole in the water where one pours buckets of money is quite true. Another truism is that the two happiest days in a boater’s life is when he buys the boat, and when he sells the boat.
How much does it cost to keep a boat on Lake Michigan? I am sure some can do it on a tight budget. For a decent size cruiser, don’t be surprised if you wind up spending a sum of around $5,000 a year for slip fees, insurance, fuel, planned maintenance, repairs, and off-season storage. Larger boats can run up some truly overwhelming costs. If the harbor is where you will be spending all of your summer vacation and holidays, keeping a small to mid-size cruiser might just be reasonable. It is like having a floating summer cottage. Watch the Fourth of July fireworks then sleep in the boat; not a bad experience at all. Lake Michigan makes one huge backyard to play in. You have not lived foolishly until you have taken storm-waves into the cockpit of your cruiser. Mother Nature does not care how much your boat weighs; she will slap it ten feet sideways whenever she feels like it.

Lake Michigan fishing is an awesome experience. I need to admit that most of the fish I caught were more by accident than with skill. My boat-neighbor was an expert. He felt sorry for me when I came in empty handed and would often take me back out to do some serious fishing.

Will I ever buy another boat for Lake Michigan? Probably not, it was an experience I cherish but have no desire to repeat. When I relocate to Florida, then I may consider another boat.

Here is a link to the Waukegan Harbor Website. There are plenty of charter services around if you want to spend the day salmon fishing.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

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Trick or Treat for Waukegan, Illinois was today. They limit it to two hours, between 2 p.m. and 4 p.m. Since Halloween for this year is not until Wednesday, having Trick or Treat today may seem a bit strange. The city long ago decided to take control of Halloween, after the vandals had taken control of Halloween. To some extent, it is sad, although it does make it quite convenient for the adults. Every group of kids came to the house today with at least one adult to supervise.

When I was a kid, Trick or Treat was on Halloween no matter what day of the week it fell on. Kids ruled the streets, wraiths running from house to house for as far as you could see. Typically, we ran from whenever school let out until 9:30 p.m.

Last year there was the highest turnout of kids of any year that I have lived here. I gave away the contents of two bags of candy, and wound up finishing out the day giving away money. One quarter was given to each small kid and two quarters to each of the bigger kids. The kids and their parents loved it. I went broke.

This year I decided to plan for another mob, and walked out of Sam’s Club with two big bags of assorted candy bars. As I am typing this, it is past 4 p.m. and the fun for the kids has ended. There will probably be a few stragglers but there was no mob of kids to swarm us this year, just a couple of dozen. I am stuck with one and a half bags of left over candy bars. Whoops … ignore that last statement. I just flagged down my neighbor, who has three kids and plenty of visitors, and gave him a half of a bag of candy. Now I am down to just one bag. Just what a retired guy needs, a bag full of assorted temptations. I need to save some for my Granddaughter, who will be here on Wednesday. Maybe I will just send her home with ten pounds of chocolate. Yeah, let her Mom try to take it from her. Grandpa is a good guy, Mommy is bad. That is sweeter than any candy.

Friday, October 26, 2007

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Recently I met a writer from out East who was an amazing, soulful talent. This artist could touch the essence of any man or woman with her prose and poems. For now, she is unpublished, but I hope she chases her dreams. She is not yet retired and has a busy schedule. My guess is that the best writers in history go to their graves unpublished. Either they never pursued publication or they were simply “undiscovered.” Rejection slips from publishers fuel the flames that consume the spirits of many aspiring writers. Early on, I made rejection slips a badge of honor. You cannot fly until you try. It is time for me to add more to the collection.

Retirement should be the time in life for everyone to “put up or shut up” about all of the dreams that were put off in anticipation of someday finding the time to pursue them. Want to be a writer? Write. Want to be a painter? Paint. Grab a big chunk of rock and start hammering out the sculpture that you have had visions of for your entire life.

Thanks again for the visit.

James A. Zachary Jr.

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For those who worry that their health will start to deteriorate as soon as they retire, I guess anything is possible. Consider these few possible health saving benefits of retirement.

You have more time to pay attention to your health. It is much easier to find the time to schedule a visit to the doctor or dentist. You will not need to try to schedule appointments for after work, or need to take a day off from work.

You may find, as I have, you eat less after you retire. I am not sure why, but I am not nearly as hungry as I was while working, and I don’t feel the need to snack. That might have something to do with stress, so if NOT working is going to cause you anxiety or boredom, it is possible you will gain weight. For me, so far I am down fifteen pounds and hope it keeps dropping off.

You have more time on your hand to exercise. One ex-coworker I know that took an early retirement joined a health club and goes there regularly. He has dropped even more weight than I have. While he was working, he never was able to work a health club into his schedule.

If you a tobacco user, you may find the lower stress level makes it easier to abstain.

I ran into another ex-coworker a few months ago who retired when he was around 58 years old. He is now over 80. He was always an active guy who loved eating homegrown vegetables. I believe he just plain became even more active after he retired, loved the lower stress level, and continued his hobby of gardening.

I do recommend that you visit the doctor regularly, and take all of the damn pills prescribed. Most of the old geezers I know always run to the doctor at the first sign of trouble. The ones that don’t, well I guess I know a few of them too, but their group has more funerals.

Should you retire and not be able to afford health care insurance, I am guessing things could go very bad very fast.

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Thursday, October 18, 2007

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Last month when we brought Mom home from the hospital, it was for the simple reason of having her die in her own house. She was born in a time and place when the lack of modern medicine mandated that most everyone who fell terminally ill would die at home. She lived through the era when the abundance of modern medicine mandated all terminally ill would die in a hospital, often after spending months or years hooked to machines used to prolong life. She lived into the era when hospice care became acceptable. Full circle, again the terminally ill could die at home.

Along with my Aunt Shirley, Rainbow Hospice of Park Ridge, Illinois provided the care for Mom during her final days. Caregivers from Rainbow Hospice are assigned to teams with names from the colors of the rainbow. The “Purple Team” served Mom. They all were skilled, caring, gentle, respectful professionals. They provided comfort for Mom and all of her family. One day when I arrived at the house gospel music was flowing through the open windows. A hospice C.N.A. was singing with my Aunt Shirley. She gathered everyone at Mom’s bedside and led us in singing Mom’s favorite song, “Amazing Grace.” Reliving that moment still pulls at my heart.

On behalf of the five sons of the late Georgia Zachary, I would like to thank Rainbow Hospice. Collectively and individually, you were blessings.

James A. Zachary Jr.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

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If God has created anything gloomier than the low lying, gun barrel blue evening clouds of October I have yet to see it. The falling leaves have left barren patches in the tree line, with the remaining leaves favoring the color of skin lesions from secondary syphilis. Bourbon offers no comfort; it just digs a hole below what would be rock bottom for anyone with sanity. Still another drink will splash to see where the hole will lead. Life is what it is. Depression is just one room of many in the house called life. How many rooms still to visit? So far, all rooms have had doors that lead back to here. There is no hurry; depression is the only room left where it is still acceptable to smoke a good cigar. We will see what the next room holds as soon as the tobacco runs out.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

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The visitation for Mom was on Wednesday. The interment was the following day. Yesterday we drove Aunt Shirley back to Tennessee. Today we returned home.

Now we will begin thanking everyone for the prayers, help, and kindness. It truly has been overwhelming. Neighbors, co-workers, friends, family, and perfect strangers all provided support throughout all of this.

Death to me is as natural as birth. It is inevitable that someday we will all lose each other. My sadness comes from knowing Mom will never again answer the door when I knock.

I celebrate each moment of the life she gave me, and I celebrate each moment of the life she lived. A memory will kiss each remaining beat of my heart.

Thanks for listening, and thanks for being here.

James A. Zachary Jr.


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