Softer Tall Leather Boots To Break In Breeches

Wescopatrol1I mentioned on a recent post that I was breaking in a new pair of leather breeches. My new breeches were tight around my hips and made me appear to walk stiffly. When I wore these breeches with Dehner patrol boots, which are rather stiff, I felt even more restrained.

On Sunday, I wore those leather breeches again to continue the break-in process, but I selected tall boots that were not nearly as stiff. What were those boots?
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Work Booted for Senior Safety Saturday

Twice each year, I am involved in a community project that I organized almost 20 years ago. We call the project now: “Senior Safety Saturday.”

For the past two months, I have been engaged in significant fundraising, while two senior pals recruited volunteers and reached out to fellow seniors who live in older homes that usually require repairs or modifications to make them more “senior friendly” and safe.

I am happy that once again, 59 seniors living in 47 homes (condos and houses) are now safer. We installed…
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Work Shift

Sorry, not much of a blog today. I am shifting what I do for work back to my regular duties. Actually, pulling a short double-shift today to ease the transition.

In one way, I was glad that my training, skills, and experienced were known and recognized so that I could be asked to work a different job for the last two weeks. That other job was much like I had done back in the days when I had to run when the bell rang. I prefer a more steady, “non-response,” proactive set of duties — more administrative and managerial than reactionary. But it goes to show that having the training, background, and experience to be flexible in employment pays off. I am among few who didn’t miss a beat while shenanigans were going on at the top of the legislative branch of the U.S. Government.

So for now… back to work; back to doing what I love.

Life is short: be a flexible professional!

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Weekend of Caring

I drove my spouse to visit his mother who lives near Pittsburgh this past weekend. It is not a fun trip; never has been. My mother-in-law lives alone in the house she has known for over 65 years, in a small, run-down community. At age 85, she is doing okay caring for herself, but…
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