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6 February 2019
Yesterday was "media day" around here. Taking advantage
of Tom's media expertise (it's what he does for a living) Walt agreed to get
a new computer. He's been struggling with a Windows Vista PC, which
isn't compatible with anything, it seems, so they went out to do some laptop
shopping, and Tom is here to help him get it up and running.
It's up but not running yet because they ran into problems,
but I am certain that Tom will have it all set up by the time he
leaves...and Walt certainly would not have been able to do this by himself.
In the meantime, Ned and Tom have convinced us to give up
Davis Community Network, which we have had for literally decades, toss the
router and go cable. I'm hoping that will be done today. But
first I had to check on what I had stored on DCN. I had forgotten
about my Personal Home Page,
a multi-page site with all sorts of things on it, including reports on our
travels, memorial pages for Paul and David, and, most of all, diary excerpts
from "How I Did It," the book I put together for the kids many years ago.
I would lose all of that if we dropped DCN, so I spent the day moving
everything over to my hard drive and will decide which, if any, I will
repost to Funny the World...but in the meantime they haven't been lost.
It was pretty much an all-day project but it was fun going
back and reading some of that stuff. I thought I would use some of
that for these entries on dull days. So, since this week would have
been David's 47th birthday, here is something I put together about him:
Memories of David
This week's diary entries have a slightly different
twist. It is the one-year anniversary of David's death, and
I've chosen a few entries to remember the young child he
was.....it all went so fast.....
- February 17, 1972
- David is smiling already! (he was born 2/4/72)
Yesterday he was in a very smiley mood and smiled almost
every time I talked to him. I couldn't believe he was
actually smiling at one one week of age, but he was! As
I said after Thomas was born, and as each baby has
smiled progressively earlier, the next one will probably
be born smiling.
- November 18, 1972
- David took two steps yesterday. He really likes to
walk, though now the fink knows what I'm trying to do
and crawls to me. He's been in such a good mood lately.
Really, really cute and full of fire. Every time he sees
me he issues a shriek and throws himself headlong into
my amrs and buries his head in my chest. He's really
- April 23, 1973
- Why is it I spend most of my day saying, "Oh,
David...!" Yesterday we spent a lot of time
straightening up, prior to going to Easter dinner, with
David following along behind messing up as fast as we
could clean. When we were ready to go, where was David?
Eating a chocolate easter egg and covered with
chocolate. I changed him and cleaned him up and he went
outside wit hthe kids while I got dressed. When I looked
for him, where was he? In the neighbors' sprinkler,
covered with mud. And I do mean covered! His
brand new shoes were caked, there was mud in his hair,
in his mouth. He was so filthy that he had to have a
complete bath and headwash to look presentable. When he
was cleaned I strapped him to the nearest carseat so he
couldn't move until I was ready to leave....I just
looked into the living room and there is David throwing
a handful of ashes from the fireplace onto the rug. He
grins and runs away..."
- August 26, 1973
- David was in rare form yesterday. As usual he was
into things all day long, but the apex was reached when
I found at the top of the stairs, a pile of puzzle
pieces from three 1,000 piece puzzles which David had
dumped out and mixed together! A couple of other "minor"
things were uprooting my sansaveria plant and taking off
2 doors of the glass cabinet (which are virtually
impossible to put back on again without taking the whole
cabinet apart). He started out this morning by dumping
out a bag of garbage in the first 5 minutes he was
- January 24, 1974
- David has been terrorizing everyone all week long.
all I do these days is hold my head in my hands when I
hear, "Mommeeeee...David...." What he did tonight,
though, was more funny than bad. He had been playing
with a frog puppet. He was also eating his dessert. He
started saying something that sounded like "No want it"
and he was pointing to the frog, which was now lying on
its bac on the floor. When I looked at it closely, the
frog had a blob of applesauce in its mouth!
- April 5, 1974
- David was building with blocks yesterday. It was the
first time I've ever seen him do anything like that. He
really got into it. First he made a long road, putting
them end-to-end halfway across the floor. Then he
started standing them up and calling them "door" and
when I went in later, he had a huge stack of them
standing up. My baby is growing up.
- June 7, 1974
- David took apart the telephone this afternoon and
when I found him with it dangling from his hand, he
looked at me very innocently and said, "I didn't--Daddy
did it." He also jumped on Tom's stomach and when I
yelled at him, this tiny fury-filled figure pointed at
me and shouted, "I hate you!" and then ran to hit me.
- October 2, 1974
- Tom and David look so cute right now. They just got
dressed--David came down wearing baggy jeans, a shirt
which he put on upside down (and got very angry when I
tried to tell him that the neck did NOT go around his
waist!) and the polo hat we got at the fair. Tom is in
jeans, a sweatshirt and his jacket and Ned's baseball
cap. When we got David turned around, Tom turned to Dave
and said, "C'mon, Dave, let's go play football," and
they both swaggered outside.
- October 15, 1974
- David was rather indignant the other day. I asked
him if he was my baby and he said, "I not a baby! I all
grown up!"...I really can't resign myself to releasing
him from "babyhood," but he is becoming "one of the
guys" now. This morning he yelled at Tom, "I not your
best buddy. I Ned's best buddy." Later he, Ned and Paul
were sitting at the table, armed wrapped around each
other's necks, professing undying loyalty to each
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