A crazy night weather wise here. Thunder and lightning, high winds. We never lost our power but half the Island did, knock on wood. Maybe that is over. But made it to church and most folks showed up maybe a little later than usual.

Ah, Sunday, the day of rest. Somehow I never quite get there to that happy place. But I will keep trying. Just catching some national news about the results out of Nevada for the Dems. I see old Joe Biden kind of lagging lately and I thought that I would put a good word for him. Here is a little history.

Back out of high school I went to college down the road about a hundred and forty miles to Syracuse, NY. I was enrolled in the NYS College of Forestry which was on campus at Syracuse University. This was one of the first forestry colleges in the country, not the first but close. Since 1965 it has changed it’s name to some new age rendition and is not the College of Forestry anymore. Chainsaws have been replaced by digital devices or something like that. New friendlier lumberjacks now.

Anyway one of my high school chums and I shared a dorm room in Watson West dormitory which was maybe 10% Stumpies. That’s what the College of Forestry guys and one gal were known as around campus. Yea, our class had the first female ever. We didn’t quite know what to think of her but we were friendly.

OK, Felipé get to the point of it. Yea, so on the third floor of Watson West we had two floor counselors, Roger and Joe. They were grad students and we were dorky freshman. They were cool and fun and we all played flag football against Watson East and stuff like that. And Joe was THE Joe Biden 1965 model. Well, that was that as I finished out that year and moved on to the Marine Corps for other fun and games in 1966.

And I don’t know anything about Joe that you don’t know but it is kind of fun to think about. He could possibly be the next Prez proving something like “you never know!”

Alperfect after the storm loves, Felipé.