It has been awhile since I wrote in the blog, so here goes. What is on my mind? Right now, it is the Red Sox. They are on quite a losing campaign after enjoying the honors given out to the World Series winners of 2013. They look like they did two years ago, but I keep believing in them despite their win/loss record. I tell myself that they always die in the beginning, only to beef up in the late summer. They seldomly seem to have luck with their pitching staff in the beginning, only to find said luck later in the season. I hope in the team, no matter how bad they look in the beginning. But this year we do not have Ellsbury, if that is how you spell his name, and that seems to be causing major problems.
We have David Ortiz, which is good. We have Pedroia the Destroya. We have John Lester and a fair pitching staff. I cannot determine what we are missing? I do not believe we can look to Lowell’s Spinners for help. They are having their own problems. So what to do? I guess praying might be a good start. Nothing special, just something easy to remember and say like a mantra in your mind. Repetition may be the answer.
“The Book” whatever it will be entitled, is done. I just have some cutting and pasting to do. Real cutting and pasting, not like the type on the computer. I have no idea what the title will be, something about the Lowell Motor Boat Club, I suppose. If any of you have an idea, please send it to me. I can be reached at email@example.com. Peters’ Principles came from a friend at the LMBC.
We had a very nice Mother’s Day with three of our mothers present. One was my mother, Jeanne Peters of Naples, FL. One was my sister-in-law, Annette Peters of Francistown, NH. Finally, the other was my wife, Vicki Peters of Lowell, MA. All of my children were there. They brought their wives and fiances, if applicable. I greatly enjoyed the company, and my son is a very experienced barbecue cook, so dinner was perfect.
I am in the midst of reading a biography of Benjamin Franklin. What I did not know was how close he was to the Masonic Order. It factored into practically everything he did. I also had heard of his difficulty with his brother, who apprenticed him as a priinter. There was ample reason for moving from Boston to Philadelphia. He would not have blossomed into a Revolutionary War hero if he had stayed in Boston, I do not believe.
Well, that is basically it for the ramblings of my mind. I hope there is something in here that makes it a reason to read it.