Monday, March 9, 2026 

     The Tall Man visits Sunday morning to check on me, Do I need anything.  He reports that I was the oldest person at the memorial mass on Saturday.  85 years old is the oldest?  I didn’t feel like the oldest. Actually, I don’t know what being the oldest would feel like. 

     Sunday, warm sunny day, all day. This morning, we have thick gray fog. I can’t quite get used to the time changes. My clock this morning says 9am when I wake up. I am a bit off kilter.

     My roommate is out most of the day and evening.  I watch episodes of two of my favorite shows, THE CLOSER set in Los Angeles and the Australian series,THE ROYAL FLYING DOCTOR’S SERVICE. I start reading UNDER THE STORM, a detective novel by Christoffer Carlsson, set in Sweden.

     Since I am feeling stronger I am making a list of interesting benches in town for adventures. The idea of sitting outside, by myself or with a friend is appealing. Need to have good parking, my walking is limited. Already I have three benches on my list.