bashful

Not yet.

When I worked at hotels, mostly high end, you began to recognize the women who visit guests for a short while. They were always polite, kind, respectful, discreet, and good looking. A pleasure to speak with on the few occasions.

Pictures of the guys swim team in my older brother's high school year book. Seeing guys in the summer playing baseball in the city park at the end of our street. A guy at bat was shirtless, tanned, broad-shouldered, and had pecs for days. I couldn't take my eyes off him. He hit a homerun (hehehe)

I too, remember it being called Decoration Day, where you decorated the graves. A salute to the men, women, husbands, wives, mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, sons, and daughters, and all others who died in service to our country.

That has always been my idea of a BFE. Fortunately, I’ve meet three guys who in various ways, without asking for the BFE, were very attentive, affectionate, focused on me, and a pleasure to be with. Ironically, the one and only time I actually told someone I was interested in a BFE, even asking if it would be better to book 60 or 90 minutes (he said 90, and a donation of $450), it was not at all what I would call a BFE. That was several years ago, so water under the bridge. He stopped advertising shortly after we met. As others have said, best to discuss expectations, which I failed to do. Edit: To be honest, I'm not sure I would want to have that much of a discussion. It would be as if it was choreographed. I like the element of surprise, and the thrill of their expertise.

For the longest time, Southwest, a low cost carrier, exclusively flew in and out of MDW. However, they recently began to schedule flights (from/to, I don’t know) in and out of ORD. Sounds like they want to take on the big boys United and American.

Doesn’t get you out of jury duty here (either Cook county, or all of Illinois, don’t know for sure). They also use driver’s licenses, and state IDs. We have one day, or one trial. My friend got called, and it was to sit on a Grand Jury for a month at 26th and California (Chicago people will know about that). He couldn’t believe the crimes that happen. Another friend was on a murder trial. They found him guilty. Last time I was called, it was 26th and Cal. too. My number got called. They herded us to the hallway just outside the court room. We had to wait almost a half hour. When they finally opened the door for us to enter, there was bullet proof glass separating the judge, attorneys, and jury seats from the rest of the court room where we waited once we entered. Then they had us enter pass the glass, and the judge thanked us, but the case had settled, and we were released. Whew!

Very true. Spent five days once in mid January on Miami Beach Royal palm, and flew F class, all on points and miles. Next goal is Grand Wailea in Maui. thinking of staying at Four Seasons one more time, and put bill on Hilton Amx to use points at Grand Wailea later.

No clue about Canada, but TracFone allows you to buy international minutes. I bought my first one at BestBuy. Other big box retailers besides Walmart seem to sell them. Also check out smaller retailers such as Walgreens, and i’ve heard even convenience stores like 7-11 sell them.

I guess I got in under the wire. Costco premium in local Chicago NW burb on Tuesday afternoon was $3.49, and no line, just drove right up to the pump. It helps it has three pumps each line.

Those LIFE photographers, back in the day, had a fun job.

I last pic, do you think that the guy on the left with the tape measure is looking at something he really wants to measure?

Already retired (at 56).

He was my first thought.

She’s adorable. You didn’t mention the white on the paws. Toesie Xena works.

I like Mabel.

How ‘bout Dahlia

Lola

Beautiful homes in that area. My parents lived near there before they moved out to the west side. I remember when they got together with their friends they would talk about my father speeding down Woodrow Wilson. When I was a kid he‘d take me with him to buy smoked fish at the Dexter-Davison market. I would wait in the car while he went in.

TV stations were either UHF, or VHF. Networks were on UHF. 2 was CBS, 4 (in Detroit) was NBC (not 5 like most cities), and 7 was ABC. We also got 9, the Canadian station. 9 had the afternoon dance show for teens (think American Bandstand, or the movie Hairspray) called “Swingin‘ Time”. Many high caliber performers, still revered today. VHF were the local stations. 50, 56 (public TV), and 62.

Over the latter few years before COVID, just about all the SPG, Marriott, Four Seasons, and Ritz Carltons I stayed at. Once, shortly after checking in, it still displayed the name of whom I presume was the previous guest. I should have quickly ordered a couple bottles of wine from room service, and just scribbled a signature. Hehehe

Our building has a directory where you click until the name comes up, and there is a code to dial unrelated to the condo number. You may want to ask the association if they can program the directory to display a pseudonym, for privacy, and security concerns. My friends know the code. If they won’t accommodate your request, just have him text you, and as was suggested, meet him downstairs, and/or if there is a security camera, and you see him approaching, just go down there, depending on how close you are to the door.

Cars have come a long way. I remember: 3 on the tree. (a 3 speed manual transmission with the gear shift lever on the steering column). GM automatic transmissions with R (reverse) in the last position after L, not the 2nd position after P (park). Push button transmissions with buttons on the dashboard of Chrysler cars, and the center of the steering wheel on Edsels before they’ve made a reappearance in the last few years. Rear view mirrors mounted on the dashboard of Chrysler cars. Cigarette lighters and multiple ashtrays in every car. Manual chokes on the dashboard, and having to let the car warm up In winter. Drum breaks that you had to apply after going through water so they would work when you needed them. ”shagging” cars in the winter, where you grabbed onto the bumper, crouched down so the driver didn’t see you in his mirror, and let the car take you down the snowy side street. Easy way to get home after school if wearing street shoes, not boots.

And, Milky the clown.

My condolences to all of you that have known and interacted with him for so long, and called him a friend. Don’t know how I would have taken those first steps into this arena if not for his dedication to these forums. My thanks to him. May he Rest In Peace.