October Free Falling

              I sit here at the computer, having just registered for jury duty, and worn out from yesterday.
I think I have been on enough jury cases, but I guess you have to be 70 to be exempt. I think maybe they should have professional jurors, its there job to be fair and not angry about going to court. I am not ever angry, I like being on a jury, I am just too tired anymore to listen to much. However I will do my best, to read two books, while I sit for hours, waiting for the best system that I am aware of. It will not keep me from bitching about some big flaws in the American Judicial system. I will call the night before with hopes of not going, let the young take the reins, AND take their cell phones away on the way in! Just a thought.
          I love the month of October, it seems almost perfect in Atlanta, still warm but cool slipping in at the dark of the night and wee hours of morning. The Sun remains strong, and for that, I raise my glass to the sun gods!!
          This October has started out so horrible, with people cut down by an automatic weapon, in Vegas. At a Country Music Festival for the Love of Jesus!! So many deaths, so many hurt, why does anyone have an automatic weapon and tons of bullets?? That is not a hard question, is it?? Makes no sense. The news says there were no RED FLAGS concerning the shooter? Maybe 16 weapons and enough ammunition to restart Vietnam, would have been a flag?? Again, I just feel too tired to fight the good fight. How do you convince people, no one needs automatic weapons?? When so many are in bed with the 2nd amendment. I don't care if you carry a gun, lay in on the front seat of your car, in your purse, under your mattress, just don't but an automatic weapon. It seems so simple, and YET...here we go again...having the same conversation, after another horror show.
      And if the hurricanes were not enough last month, Puerto Rico is still sucking air, and there is no excuse. We were in Haiti in two days, we are still in Afghanistan, and that place is uninhabitable. We could have helped these people sooner, No excuse, none. Its wrong, big time, wrong.
    AND then Tom Petty gone, I just fell to the floor. He was one of us, our age, our home state, our brother and friend. The petite blond southern musician, who took our heart with him. Petty plays loud as I type, reminding me, of how lucky I have been to have seen so many greats, and what they have left behind for me, forever grateful. He did not have the best voice, he had our voice, and we heard him loud and clear.
      I pause, and can't find anymore words.....Pain and suffering and Joy....all in this mixed bag of life...I can only speak for myself, but I am still willing to carry that bag, for a long as I can.. Life is precious, and should be well lived, in October on a bad day, or a good day...I will take it....
( I think I can remember something about mushrooms, Gainesville, Tom Petty early 76, 77???)
( vault is there for a reason)!!!!!