Yes, so glad that you made it to the blog today, don’t be a stranger. Just listened to So Glad You Made It a great Blues Brothers tune. Actually this version is by a cover band that Peter (callsign Elwood) a friend of ours was in for a while. Peter came down with the virus but it has been a while so maybe he is almost getting through it. Hang tough Peter!

But again, so glad that YOU made it right here and right now. So, the news is that I successfully got through my doctor’s appointment and testing with Nugget yesterday and was cleared for another three weeks of life as a test pilot on the clinical trial. Help me celebrate that! My trip was hampered by the ferries being on their emergency two boat schedule which means fewer runs and by having the West Seattle Bridge closed, a major link in my standard route. But that was balanced by traffic being amazingly light to almost bring on giddiness. And the hospital was amazing empty as they have eliminated all non essential activities to concentrate on the vitals. So I was in and out of there in a heart beat.

So that’s all good for sure. Right in the middle of all that an old hunting buddy Curt calls me on the cell. He lives over on the mainland but I see him fairly often. Seems he has a pilot friend a Marine that is setting up a way to supply all his Marine buddies on Vashon with any needed supplies that they might be lacking. The plan is to fly in loads of goods to the small grass airstrip located just a mile north of us at the old Wax Orchards property where we could pick them up, just place an order. This all sounded kind of overengineered and far flung when Curt first explained it for here I was at the moment on a trip to Seattle and obviously not homebound. So I thanked him and said that I think that we were doing OK for the present but hey who knows what next week might bring. So I kind of put him off but tried to be gracious about it.

Anyway, this morning on thinking about Curt’s gesture I was so moved to be included in this plan, this thought, this care. It brought a tear to think how creative friends can get. I must email Curt back with profuse thanks and two or three atta boys.

And neighbors are showing up with homemade meals for little old us. Last night we had yummy elk stew from Brad and Amy. People are coming out of the woodwork to help out.

Well, the Thursday walk is coming up in a minute. This is my favorite day of the week to say the rosary on as I meditate on the Luminous Mysteries. We need to talk about those soon.

luminous mysterious loves, Felipé.