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Memories from Talford Street: A Mentor Extradonaire

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Originally posted on Small Biz Boomer:

I grew up on Cleveland’s East Side in a middle class  neighborhood.   My mom and her girlfriends would play bridge  at  one of the homes on Talford Street while us kids played outdoors  rode our bikes, played kickball in the street,  caught lightning bugs or would gather in the basement to watch “The Twilight Zone” or “Ghoulardi.”     On weekends our Dads would gather at Mr Pace’s house on Talford Street to watch sports and barbecue.   Often my family would join the families of Talford Street on   trips to the West Side  Euclid Beach Amusement Park or , Punderson State Park Lodge  in the winter and the Jersey Shore in the summer.

The  families central hangout on Talford Street was the home of   Louis and Gloria Chapmon .  I came to know the couple as Mr. Chapmon and Aunt Gloria.  Later “Gloria” would become a lifelong…

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Lonely Is As Lonely Does

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All of us feel lonely sometimes.  Some people more than others.    I’ve noticed a trend though people who tend to be selfish or braggish often find themselves without friends or confidants at the  end of the day.  I’m not just talking about someone who can pick you up from the airport, but it does help when the taxi or Uber drops you off if there is a brunch invitation or  your newspapers are inside your mail chute.

 

For some work is all they have –   they really don’t want any more.  Perhaps they just know better than the rest of us who are blessed to know we need people

Hugs Can Save the World

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This photo of two dogs hugging each other is a hit on social media. The dogs were just hours away from being euthanized at the shelter where they stayed. They still need a permanent home.  Contact the Etowah Valley Humane Society. http://www.etowahvalleyhumane.org/

 

For those of you who live in the Washington, D.C. area you can adopt a pet at the Washington Humane Society.  (That’s where we found Jean Claude and Koko) .http://support.washhumane.org/site/PageServer

 

Kala and Keira Still Need A Home

Kala and Keira Still Need A Home

Here are more photos in the Today Show story:
http://www.today.com/pets/hugging-dogs-saved-kill-shelter-are-still-adoption-t33866

Let’s Call This Town Exactly What It Is – Box City

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Jean Claude , the black Bombay and Koko, the shorthair are visiting me.  I recently purchased some home and office items and naturally the cats love them.  Here’s a side view of their cat town – imagine Aretha’s “Rock Steady” playing in the background. 

 Locking Music: Aretha Franklin/ Rock Steady – YouTube Video for rock city aretha franklin▶ 3:12 m.youtube.com/watc…

You Never Know Who Your Angels Are

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You Never Know Who Your Angels Are

(This post was originally published in August 2014.  I was struck however by the flower shop employee who helped aid in the capture of the Charleston massacre.  – Azeena

A few weeks ago CCL was taking out the trash and Jean Claude, the black Bombay decided to go out for a bag of potato chips ( or whatever). We tried  to find him, posted signs, queried neighbors etc.   Now, CCL’s house is sandwiched between two  others neighbors -Cathy and Joe who have a new patio – and Mildred who often leaves food for stray cats. I  was convinced Mildred was holding Jean Claude hostage and urged CCL to take action. After about a week, CCL went out-of-town and I decided to stop by her house. Mildred, the accused cat hostage taker was  working in her  yard.  I introduced myself and asked if she had seen Jean Claude. “No” she replied quietly. “Right”I thought skeptically as I went inside  CCL’s house and opened the back door “just in case” JC   managed to find his way back home.   As soon as I did, I heard a cat crying  loudly. It was Jean Claude. He was in Cathy and Joe’s yard  next door on  their concrete patio.   Earlier Mildred told  me  Cathy and Joe  were not home so   I tried to get Jean Claude to jump the wooden fence to return to CCL’s yard.  Useless –  he would not budge.  “Come get me, ” he beckoned.  I almost gave  up in frustration when Mildred offered to help.  “I think I can get a ladder and jump over,” she said.  Mildred took her  ladder hopped onto the patio and  opened the fence to let me in Cathy and Joe’s  yard.  We  began to look for JC who promptly hid until Mildred left at which point  he emerged.  I scooped him up and closed the fence.     Upon entering CCL’s house  JC ate  and acted like he never left.   About an hour later,  I left CCL’s house, with a now caged Jean Claude in tow, to take  home with me, then  my keys got stuck in  CCL’s  door.  Once more I had to ask  Mildred the accused “cat thief” for  help.  I thanked her profusely and looked to the sky.

You never know who your angels are – they appear quietly,  provide assistance, love and help when you least expect it.

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