Quake…
As I watch the various disasters… I try and list them to understand what is going on…
- Tsunami in Samoa and Tonga
- Earthquakes in Indonesia
- Mudslide in Messina, Sicily
- Typhoon in the Philippine
Then we have… unemployment at 9.5%… and other “bad news”…
We then have the debate(s) on Health for all Americans…
what is there to debate… I thought that the well being of its citizens was part of the Constitution… how can you have pursuit of happiness without well being…
On the good news side… let us go to Rio de Janeiro and celebrate the 2016 Olympics… the one thing that the Brazilians excel is to celebrate…
Peace
Friday, October 2, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tennis 1
Tennis 1
Well, I did it… my first steps in holding a racquet and shooting some balls against a wall…
This afternoon I took my racquet and some balls and off I went to the park next door and did just that…
I am still a bit stiff… and hesitate in moving laterally… but that was expected… with Parkinson’s and all…
But I am confident that my muscles will develop… and I will ignore Parkinson… in the same way that I continue living without any Parkinson medication…
Other than tennis… I am proceeding in my de-boxing… and trying to fit all my stuff in a studio smaller than the one I was living before… but the atmosphere here in Stevenson House is much more positive… so I hope getting more involved… and find my niche…
Gone are the sirens of the two to four ambulances which come daily at Valley Village… but also gone is my seeing the little cat that lives by the mall where I had my daily coffee… I have to convince Bill to go visit the kitty…
More to come as I settle down…
Well, I did it… my first steps in holding a racquet and shooting some balls against a wall…
This afternoon I took my racquet and some balls and off I went to the park next door and did just that…
I am still a bit stiff… and hesitate in moving laterally… but that was expected… with Parkinson’s and all…
But I am confident that my muscles will develop… and I will ignore Parkinson… in the same way that I continue living without any Parkinson medication…
Other than tennis… I am proceeding in my de-boxing… and trying to fit all my stuff in a studio smaller than the one I was living before… but the atmosphere here in Stevenson House is much more positive… so I hope getting more involved… and find my niche…
Gone are the sirens of the two to four ambulances which come daily at Valley Village… but also gone is my seeing the little cat that lives by the mall where I had my daily coffee… I have to convince Bill to go visit the kitty…
More to come as I settle down…
Friday, September 18, 2009
Omnipresent Tikva
Omnipresent Tikva
In the last couple of weeks, I have been thinking alot about Tikva... such a sweet girl... I am with you my little angel... very much with you...
This morning I went to see her and got her two roses... one a peachy yellow... and the other a sweet pink... Ethel, of the grey army, told me that it was very appropriate for a little girl...
It kinda caught me by surprise... because I have been thinking of Tikva as a little angel, rather than a little girl... I guess i should widen my horizons...
Then I thought... Tikva is with me in this new year and the move to Palo Alto...
Thank you my little angel...
I love you
Nonno
In the last couple of weeks, I have been thinking alot about Tikva... such a sweet girl... I am with you my little angel... very much with you...
This morning I went to see her and got her two roses... one a peachy yellow... and the other a sweet pink... Ethel, of the grey army, told me that it was very appropriate for a little girl...
It kinda caught me by surprise... because I have been thinking of Tikva as a little angel, rather than a little girl... I guess i should widen my horizons...
Then I thought... Tikva is with me in this new year and the move to Palo Alto...
Thank you my little angel...
I love you
Nonno
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
I'm Moving
Yes, I am moving... to Palo Alto... it is more familiar... more pleasent environment... more activities... it feels like going back...
Some twenty three years ago I found out I had Parkinson's...
I remember asking my doctor what does that mean... I was fortythree at the time... his answer was simple... "In five years from now you will be unable to do certain things you are doing today..."
That is why I started playing tennis, and continued playing diligently for some ten years... till I dislocated my elbow while playing tennis...
Well, inspite of the rigidity of my legs(due to my Parkinson) I will try and shooting some balls on the wall in Mitchel Park, just one hundred meters from my new home...
Here is my new address:
Ivo Adam
455 east Charleston Road
apt A321
Palo Alto, CA 94306
ivo.adam@gmail.com
408-627-3333
the e-mail and telephone remain unchanged
good luck to you
Ivo
Some twenty three years ago I found out I had Parkinson's...
I remember asking my doctor what does that mean... I was fortythree at the time... his answer was simple... "In five years from now you will be unable to do certain things you are doing today..."
That is why I started playing tennis, and continued playing diligently for some ten years... till I dislocated my elbow while playing tennis...
Well, inspite of the rigidity of my legs(due to my Parkinson) I will try and shooting some balls on the wall in Mitchel Park, just one hundred meters from my new home...
Here is my new address:
Ivo Adam
455 east Charleston Road
apt A321
Palo Alto, CA 94306
ivo.adam@gmail.com
408-627-3333
the e-mail and telephone remain unchanged
good luck to you
Ivo
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Jair
On September 12th would have been my friend’s Jair Levitt (ne Yankelevitch) sixty fifth birthday…
Unfortunately, Jair was so deep in his addiction to Alcohol that he succumbed and ended his life…
I keep wondering if I could have intervened… and saved him… but I was, at that time, so involved in combating my own addiction that I was unable to deal with Jair’s problem…
Well… I made it… over three years of sobriety… and I am proud of myself… proud of refusing to look at any temptation which will remotely lead to addiction…
Jair my friend, rest in peace… and may you find serenity in your eternal life…
Unfortunately, Jair was so deep in his addiction to Alcohol that he succumbed and ended his life…
I keep wondering if I could have intervened… and saved him… but I was, at that time, so involved in combating my own addiction that I was unable to deal with Jair’s problem…
Well… I made it… over three years of sobriety… and I am proud of myself… proud of refusing to look at any temptation which will remotely lead to addiction…
Jair my friend, rest in peace… and may you find serenity in your eternal life…
Monday, August 10, 2009
Yesterday
Yesterday I went to see my little Tikva… she was very close… but also very far… My sweet angel… my little drifter… my blessing… I feel you so close… even when I noticed that one little bear had moved a few slots away to visit a friend… well, he is back with the other two bears… making… “three little bears sitting on chairs…”
I also noticed that someone came by and put some yellow poppies in the vase… Thank you, whoever you are…
This morning I went to the Mall for coffee… and I passed by kittie’s house… as soon as he saw me he came and asked where have I been all these days… I told him that I brought him some snack… I also told him about my visiting Tikva… but the cat was so intent in eating his snack… his attention was on his food…
Well, that’s how cats think… I’ll try again next time…
I also noticed that someone came by and put some yellow poppies in the vase… Thank you, whoever you are…
This morning I went to the Mall for coffee… and I passed by kittie’s house… as soon as he saw me he came and asked where have I been all these days… I told him that I brought him some snack… I also told him about my visiting Tikva… but the cat was so intent in eating his snack… his attention was on his food…
Well, that’s how cats think… I’ll try again next time…
Friday, July 10, 2009
A Five Dollar Man
A Five Dollar Man
A few days ago, as I was walking back home… I noticed a homeless man sitting at the bus stop across the street from where I live… He was there with his shopping cart and an umbrella… Instinctively I gave him a five dollar bill… he was surprised and happy… he thanked me for it and I could see a smile in his face…
The next morning he was still there so I went and gave him another five dollar bill… I doubt if he recognized me… but he thanked me saying “Thank you… I will go and get some breakfast”…
The following day I was at the mall and bought a plate of rigatoni… but I failed to finish my plate… so I thought of giving it to my five dollar man… as I got to the bus stop I offered it to him, expecting a thank you… Instead he asked me if it was water… I told him it was food instead of water… so he said “Keep your food… it is water I need”…
I felt disappointed and hurt at his refusal… telling to myself… OK I’ll keep it for myself…
The following day, I saw him at the bus stop… and I arrogantly passed by him and totally ignored him…
That disturbed me all day… as I felt ashamed of myself for showing anger for the man who was sincere and refused the food I offered…
Today… I failed to see the five dollar man at the bus stop… but I am hopeful to see him again… and give him a five dollar bill…
A few days ago, as I was walking back home… I noticed a homeless man sitting at the bus stop across the street from where I live… He was there with his shopping cart and an umbrella… Instinctively I gave him a five dollar bill… he was surprised and happy… he thanked me for it and I could see a smile in his face…
The next morning he was still there so I went and gave him another five dollar bill… I doubt if he recognized me… but he thanked me saying “Thank you… I will go and get some breakfast”…
The following day I was at the mall and bought a plate of rigatoni… but I failed to finish my plate… so I thought of giving it to my five dollar man… as I got to the bus stop I offered it to him, expecting a thank you… Instead he asked me if it was water… I told him it was food instead of water… so he said “Keep your food… it is water I need”…
I felt disappointed and hurt at his refusal… telling to myself… OK I’ll keep it for myself…
The following day, I saw him at the bus stop… and I arrogantly passed by him and totally ignored him…
That disturbed me all day… as I felt ashamed of myself for showing anger for the man who was sincere and refused the food I offered…
Today… I failed to see the five dollar man at the bus stop… but I am hopeful to see him again… and give him a five dollar bill…
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