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I realized it has been a long time since I updated this blog. Some guys have been checking on my via recon, which I seldom use, or email which I prefer.<\/p>\nI realized it has been a long time since I updated this blog. Some guys have been checking on my via recon, which I seldom use, or email which I prefer.<\/p>\n
While I am still in grief over the death of my husband, the pain is not as acute. I miss him every day and will for the rest of my life.<\/p>\n
He wanted me to regain my life momentum, or sense of purpose if you will. He would not want me to mope around and be sad all the time.<\/p>\n
And now that it is “leather weather,” I have been wearing boots and leather again (when not on official assignment in my medic uniform). Yay… old me (somewhat) is back.<\/p>\n
Here is an update on how I am … That was a major accomplishment which I will not repeat. Don’t get me wrong — I loved it — but neither “S” or I have the energy or stamina to do something like that again.<\/p>\n What is not on the list is socializing or meeting new people.<\/p>\n I admit, I had grown accustomed to living with my husband who was the world’s number one recluse. He hated socializing and we were happy to stay at home. Last time we went out, such as to a gay bar, was in the mid-2000s. Long time.<\/p>\n But I have made it rather clear — I am not a night person. Never was. I rise each day around 4am and go to bed about 8:30pm. I have been on that schedule for >50 years, and even in retirement — not having to get up to be the first in the office — I still am. Generally, that biorhythm does not conform well to most anyone’s social calendar. And for gay bars (if they still exist), even worse.<\/p>\n Further, I live in the suburbs (where I grew up and built my home) which means that if I were seeking a social nightlife, I would have to go into the city. I hate (I know, strong word but selected on purpose) — the city of Washington because they have made it incredibly difficult to drive, park, or use public transportation. So… nahhh… not going into the city.<\/p>\n I am fortunate that I have a lot of friends who live nearby and continue to keep me engaged. I’ve attended cookouts, bonfires, and have gone on some motorcycle rides. I am fine with that, and appreciate that my friends look after me.<\/p>\n Also — I am a guy who happens to be gay. Not a “gay” who happens to be a guy. All of my local friends are straight and most are married. No biggie — I am the community leader, medic, motorcycle rider, friendly guy who can repair and build things.<\/p>\n Long-time readers may be aware that I used to host a large Thanksgiving “Feastival<\/a>” where local seniors were invited to a buffet-style pot-luck dinner. However, with Covid — even though all of us are fully vaccinated — none of my friends want to gather in large groups, especially while not wearing a mask (to eat.) <\/p>\n Instead, I will volunteer to work a full 12-hour medic shift in two six-hour segments on Thanksgiving (U.S., 25 November) to give two younger medics without seniority time off to be with their families. Win-win, if you ask me. I will be productively useful and help out some younger guys with families so they can enjoy the holiday.<\/p>\n In December, I will fly to my favorite island in the Caribbean to honor my husband’s last wishes. I’ll be there for a month. More about that later.<\/p>\n All-in-all, I am doing okay. I miss my husband terribly, but I will move forward, one boot step at a time.<\/p>\n Life is short: be positively productive in your husband’s honor.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I realized it has been a long time since I updated this blog. Some guys have been checking on my via recon, which I seldom use, or email which I prefer. While I am still in grief over the death … Continue reading
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<\/a>I still fondly relive great memories of a fantastic motorcycle adventure which I call “Crazy-Awesome Adventure II.”<\/a> I keep in touch frequently with my buddy “S” who went with me and led all the way.<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/Dannerlookoutgrounded.jpg?resize=300%2C221&ssl=1\")
Here at home, I have been keeping myself quite busy– <\/p>\n\n
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