Up Your Dehner

Hmmm… I thought the subject line of this post might attract some interest.

Yep, Saturday was a date with dress instep Dehners that a cop had me break in for him. I shined ’em up and broke the ankles manually (for straight creases at the ankles.)

This is how these boots looked from…
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“Hey Mr. Sunshine” Says the Cop

Sunday started out as a typical day for me. I rose before dawn, tied on my Chippewa hikers, and went for a long walk with my senior walking pal. When I returned home and after I showered, my spouse was still resting. I let him sleep.

By 0800, he was awake, and I prepared his favorite four-flour gluten-free waffle. After breakfast, assured that he was okay, I picked up three senior pals to take them grocery shopping.

All of my pals are concerned about me. One of them has a son who is a local motorcop. Apparently she called him, and soon thereafter he called me. “Hey, Mr. Sunshine (reference to my usual bright disposition) — I’m coming over in 30 minutes on my Harley and you’re following me on yours to the most awesome place. Don’t say no, and no questions. Just be ready.”
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