Saturday, January 30, 2010

Rejection - a poem


Rejection
----Big Frank Dickinson

Rejection like a reflection
Always comes back to you.
The unanswered phone call
Calls you back in silence.
The discarded letter
Has its unwritten response
In your mailbox - again and again.
An empty extended hand
Returning limply alone to your side.
The blank answer creating words
That circle you like crows
Drawn to animals rejected by cars.
A resounding echo that repeatedly
Asks you what you had asked.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Denver


Big Frank is back from a terrific visit with his family in Denver: Dan, Susan, and Julia. And . . . cousin Rob came down from Boulder to say hi also. It was a weekend jammed full of activites, great dinners, visitors, games, conversation, and lots and lots of laughter. Big Frank arrived Thursday, and after dinner Dan announced he had courtside seats to watch the Nuggets! The view from there was amazing - what way to watch a game. Then Saturday Susan cooked a fantastic dinner and they invited friends over; lots of good conversation followed by a very close scrabble game (ultimately won by Dan, but only on the last move). Rob stopped by with his girlfriend, Jenna and they went out with Julia and Goldmine Bob. The weekend seemed to fly by - so much fun, and so good to see Dan!
This last photo is an attempt at an update of the photo below - Julia standing in for little Konrad - Dan even wearing a somewhat similar shirt to photo below.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Off for Denver and Dan!


Big Frank is taking off to do a little work in Denver, and (most importantly) to see his little brother, Dan! It's been way way too long since he last saw him face-to-face - it's going to good to reconnect. Dan is undergoing chemo now (yet, again!) for his multiple myeloma in hopes of getting his cancer numbers down low enough to increase the likelihood of a successful stem cell transplant. Big Frank thinks the world of his brother - a brother in every sense of the word! It is going to be so good to see him again! Here's Dan's website - check in to get the latest on Dan.
The photo was taken of Dan with Big Frank's son, Konrad (who is now 26!), . . . a few years ago.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Walking



Big Frank really enjoyed this day - free of work with sunshine aplenty. He spent the early afternoon walking with along the edge of Lake CDL with the sun in his face. People were riding their bikes, running, walking their dogs (what is it with those dogs?), and enjoying this rare warm January day. Walking along the lake with his good friend, Laura, discussing FLOW - the pyschology of engagement whereby you can increase the quality of your life by getting involved in activities that require high skill to meet high challenges. The more you do this - the greater the enjoyment of life. Great day!
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Friday, January 15, 2010

Thing I Know Little About (but something)


2. Eye Glasses

Big Frank wears glasses, so he knows they give you clearer vision. He didn't start wearing them until he was 37 when, after returning to the U.S. after having spent 7 years in Poland, he was told by the driver's license bureau that they would not give him a driver's license until he corrected his vision. When he went to the optomestrist they made Big Frank look through something like the person-end of a periscope that had a couple of disks that rotated. The optometrist would rotate them and ask him repeatedly, "Is this better or worse?" He kept doing for some time until things really did look better, and then he wrote out on a piece of paper a couple of numbers and Big Frank took these to a store where they sell glasses. Big Frank picked out some frames (this was 1987 - so they were BIG and plastic). One week later they were on Big Frank's face (when he drove anyway). Big Frank has no idea how they were made, but he imagines that the plastic lenses were matched in some way with the numbers on that piece of paper. Big Frank had to later go back over the years and do this over again many times. Now he wears the glasses seen in the picture.

Big Frank's dad knew a lot about eye glasses - he was an optometrist. However, he died when Big Frank was only 2 years old, so nothing of that actually got passed on to him. While Big Frank spent his childhood in his namesake - Dickinson, North Dakota, he was actually born in Conrad, Montana - where his dad had his optometry practice. However, after his dad died, Big Frank and his family moved back to Dickinson. It was over forty years before Big Frank revisited Conrad. He drove into town, entered a local cafe and asked the woman behind the counter if there was anyone that she knew who had lived here forty years ago. The woman pointed to a nearby booth, and said that there were three people in it who had lived here that long. Big Frank approached the booth and asked if any of them knew his parents. All three knew them - one had gone to college with his mother, and had lived across the street from Big Frank (for the two years that he lived here). Big Frank's dad died of polio, and this woman's husband was the only other person who had also contracted polio at that time. She also knew where Big Frank's dad's office was and took him over and showed it to him. Now it had been absorbed into a large furniture store, but she knew in which part Big Franks's dad had his optometry practice and showed it to him. It was now full of loungers and side tables - there were no glasses to be seen.

Monday, January 11, 2010

The Things I Know Little About (but something)


1. The Garbage Disposal

The garbage disposal is under your sink attached to the drain pipe. Actually it sits right above the drain pipe. It can dispose of garbage by grinding up food scraps. It is not intended for non-organic waste like wood, glass, paper etc. The interior of the garbage disposal is a complete mystery to me. I have, however, looked into its mouth and saw some small round discs that evidently go round and round very fast and grind up food waste. It is important to keep the water running when food is being ground up - I'm not sure why. I was told this the first time I used one, and have never tried to grind up food without running the water. I have also been told that putting ice cubes down it can sharpen the blades. I do that also; although I have no real proof that it actually does sharpen blades. I'm not sure why I listen to people when they tell me these kinds of things. Maybe I'm more amenable to suggestions regarding machines or appliances than I am on, for example, psychological or spiritual suggestions. I mean, if someone told me that he had heard that a good way to improve your psychological well-being or spiritual wholeness (whatever that means) would be to, for example, sleep with you feet facing south or to clap your hands at the moon in January - I would not believe that without some kind of evidence. However, with garbage disposals I'm easily influenced. Lately there seems to be some kind of new enlightened view of garbage disposal use that is being propogated - minimal use. I've heard this from a couple of people. Basically they told me; don't put your food waste down the garbage disposal; put it in the garbage because the garbage disposal is only for the minimal food scraps that somehow inadvertantly get left in the sink. This I do not follow because it's like saying that you should not actually drive your car anywhere unless you find yourself in the car inadvertantly going somewhere.