Goldy HAs a Boy Friend"BROWNIE", Poem from TURKISH TRIP

A week or two before the emergence of GOLDY, there was this large dark colored fish swimming around the brook. HIs fins, stuck out of the water, and we really never saw all of him...only the top of the fins, emerging out of the water.. He would come and go,...but.....we had never seen even what kind of fish he was.....I thought maybe a bass, others thought maybe a large trout...and then, he disappeared, and GOLDY made his appearance.
I thought that he was either caught, or permanently swam downstream.....never to find his way back, to join the ducks, chipmunks, squirrels,an assortment of birds, eels and other wild life.........but today, Miss Dotty, a friend of mine from childhood, retired teacher, who spends a lot of time feeding the animals outside told me a scene out of a Disney movie...that took place, outside the kitchen door, and ten feet down the bak, in the brook.
GOLDY appeared after a day missing......follow by the fleet of ducks. The here comes the dark colored fish, but now, in the light, we could see that he is also a carp or coi, and only reflected a few spots of yellowish golden color. He was swimming around GOLDY...who now I think is female. It was like a mating ritual.....and during this ritual, the Ducks were quacking, as if they were excited watching some x rated porn.
But now, the stunning news. Two eels, wiggled their way out from under the rocks, very close to the mating fish....The eels were almost upright in the water, with their tail below the rocks..and their bodies were undulating...in the water. It was almost a living cartoon.....Ester Williams of the fish world were performing....If only DOtty had a video camera.....and save this for posterity.
The squirrels were running up and down the tree, and 4 chipmunks were running around the table were dotty feeds them and the ducks. THIS REALLY COULD BE A CARTOON> OR A KIDDY BOOK.


THE FOLLOWING IS SORT OF A POEM, TELLING OF EXPERIENCE IN A GAS STATION IN TURKEY
three dogs at a gasoline station
in the Carpthian mountains
homeless, tired and hungry
one with a brokenand healed back leg
one with a broken & bent front paw
the third, sweet and scared
all gentle beings
persecuted by an unjust universe

I had nothing but sympathy to give
plus each got a meager portion of
cakes that I purchasedat the station

They were gentle as I fed them.
But the world came down upon me
kicked me in the stomach
when I saw the dog with the broken paw
lick my hand

ALl the sadness of my entgiure life
welled up at once and I cried,

I cried for all the dogs and animals of the world
that I cant save them
I cant save all the starving and abused children
and countries with populations abused by tghose in power
I also cannot walk on water
except in my dreams
I can save the ones drowning
when i hear them scream
But my message here
at least buy a little piece of cake
do your part
ease your heart by knowing you didn't turn your back
up what ever it is that saddens you
or makes you angry
ANd let this messgae be known
to all that passes your way
THe smallest gesture
helps
The smallest help is appreciated.....
as seen, when I petted each of the many dogs I saw today
all over Romania.....even those
who didn't get a small pieceof cake.



TODAY IN THE STORE......THE BOYS WERENT HERE..WENT TO BUY A CAR OUT OF STATE, AND JOHN, CAME BACK FROM HIS VACATION IN ALABAMA, BUT HAD GOTTEN EITHER FOOD POISONING OR SOME KIND OF VIRUS AND IS GOING TO THE DRS IN THE MORNING..... RICH HELD DOWN THE FORT TODAY, AND WENT TO SOUTH ORANGE AND BOUGHT OUT A HOUSE, AND PACKED IT ALL HIMSELF....WHAT A TROOPER!!! HE EMAILED ME PHOTOS AND HE BROPUGHT BACK SOME REALLY AWESOME STUFF....

THE STORE IS GETTING BETTER AND BETTER,...WE ARE THINING OUT THE BLAH MERCHANDISE...AND REPLACING THEM WITH BETTER AND MORE SELLABLE.....

mY FRIEND ALBERT, WHO JUST MIGHT BE RESPONSIBLE FOR MY ENTIRE ANTQIUE CAREER, CAME TO VISIT ME TODAY FROM VENEZUELA.....WE HAVE A VERY UNUSUAL RELATIONSHIP......BASED ON TELLING STORIES AND SEVERE LAUGHTHER....HIS LAUGHTER IS SO INFECTIOUS, THAT ONE ALMOST NEEDS TO CARRY MEDICATION TO MEET WITH HIM....AND HE USED TO HAVE A GIANT PARROT-A MACAW....A MAN EATER...THAT WOUULD ATTACK ANYONE AND EVERYONE EXCEPT HIM....BUT... THE PARROT.... WAS ABLE TO IMITATE ALBERTS LAUGH EXACTLY....AND IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE TO TELL IF IT WAS ALBERT OR THE PARROT..
ALBERT WAS A CLOCK COLELCTOR...WHO TOOK ME AT AGE 21 TO AN ANTIQUE SOTRE TO PPICK UP A CLOCK......BUT I GOT HOOKED IMMEDIATELY AND BOUGHT A MARBLE TOP CARVED VICTORIAN DRESSER AND MIRROR FOR 25.00...AND THAT IS HOW IT STARTED.
WE WENT TO THE DINER....AND TOLD STORIES, AND PEOPLE KEPT STARING AT US, BECUASE WE COULDNT STOP LAUGHING....NOTHING CHANGED IN 46 YEARS.....:)