Neanderpundit

I just turned 45 last weekend.

That’s not old, but if you consider that most of my family dies before 60, it’s past middle age.

I have some hope; my aunt just celebrated her 70’th. She started taking care of herself, well, just about at my age right now. Maybe it’s not too late to do something.

Still, I have a lot of miules on me, and they’re hard miles. I’ve had surgery on both knees, I’ve recently had an injury that causes me to develop excruciating pain after sitting in a car for any length of time.

Anyone who knows what it’s like to have someone dig buckshot or, for that matter, rock salt-, out of their backside after a dispute over the ownership of produce knows how tough it is to forget those old injuries, and I’ve had more than a few. I hobble a bit after getting out of a car. I take a few extra moments to get moving in the morning. I’m heavy, so all my joints take a little extra pounding. When I spend a lot of time doing yardwork, it all hits me pretty hard for the next few days.

I ain’t ready to give up yet.

I have a child who needs to be guided through the more troubling times of her life. I intend to be there.

Let’s get shooting, folks!

I have sent out the confirmation email and will be looking forward to scoring targets.

You may score your own per NRA rules, check their website if you want to, but don’t mark your score on the target itself. A post-it note will do. If I disagree we’ll discuss.

Thanks to one and all.

Red Adair has left us.

When I think of men, real men, I think of Red. Even the movie- John Wayne plays Red as only a man that large could.

From his website: “He participates generously by giving of both his time and financial assistance to the Muscular Dystrophy Association, the Arabian Temple Cripple Children and Burn Institute, the Leukemia Society of America, the Easter Seal Society, the Epilepsy Association and the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. ”

No, he wasn’t just a guy who put out fires. He was everything a man should be. Strong, tough, protective of his family and friends AND employees- (he never had an employee get seriously wounded on a job)- and a humanitarian to boot.

His career started when he stayed and capped a well everyone else ran away from. Chrome plated inconel balls.

The world is not as good without Red Adair. Mourn him, but mourn more, that nobody can step into the breach he left.

Hat tip Banagor