This blog contains excerpts from a diary I found in a public trash can in 2010. It's a look into the daily activities of an aging man in a small town. And no, I wasn't digging in the trash. It was sitting right on top...promise.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
March 3, 2000
He writes: a little rain. Called Linda. She has 3pm dental appointment and said they would meet me at Chinook Winds at 12:30. Me to Chinook Winds. Lew, Gloria, Nino, Linda, and me ate seafood lunch. $3.98 each. Rogers called GG about Reader's Digest. On my way home saw police put hand cuffs on a young male near fish hatchery. Small mini van there. GG cooked 6 lb. Beef roast and made gravy. Me cooked Tatars and broccoli. Linda on our answering machine. Said her jaw hurt. She took pain pills. Me put drops in GG's ear.
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