Sis… 

In memorium of 

Cindy, Birth February 23 1982 to Death April 12 2014

Christine, Death 2015

This is a series of true accounts in short story form of the lives of a team created by Jack and passed on to Tom. A group of scientist and engineers who chose to live a life of solitude to preserve the knowledge of their scientific research. 

The stories will not be in a chronological order. 
Bonner Idaho

Yogi and Boo Boo

It was early morning at the Bonner compound. A quiet place with a few exciting moments. Morgan is in her playful moods. And Cindy is looking through those big glasses. Staring down at Morgan with granny eyes. Both in their lab sitting across ready for one to say something. 
“Well….. Where is this surprise you keep talking about? That I will love. And Renee is traveling all the way from New Zealand”. Spouted Cindy. “Every time you have a surprise for me it’s trouble”, As Morgy was about to open her mouth to the little power tank, whom she called baby Tom walks in. “Hello hello”, shouts Tom. With a big smile of course. 
Cindy turned in her chair and smiled with suspicion. “Ahhhhh, my big baby”, Tom spoke with a smile. “What’s happening”? And kissed Cindy on the top of the head. Cindy had a stern look. “What’s up? You don’t just come up unscheduled. And you hate flying. It has to do with this surprise that Morgy is talking about”? As she said this Renee walked in. And behind her stood a little girl with beautiful blond curls. A face out of Annie. Cindy looked at the little girl and back to Renee. Very suspicious. Renee smiled at Cindy. Cindy started, “you have a daughter finally. So cute.” She called the Little one over. “What’s your name”? Renee answered Jenny. And she is three. The little one sat on Cindy’s lap. And twirled Cindy’s long hair through her fingers. She looked at Cindy with those big blue eyes. And touched her face. Cindy smiled. Renee spoke. “She’s not my daughter”. Waited a while and Cindy impatiently said AND……. Morgan spouted your half sister. Cindy looked down at the cute little one still staring up and touching Cindy’s face. And then looked to Morgan. “What did you do? You are always the center of trouble. My father and you!!!! No way”. She looked to Tom and Renee. Tom nodded yes. And his eyes rolled up. Cindy looked back down to the little one. And stuck her tongue at her. The little one did it back to her. Everyone laugh. But Cindy didn’t. Cindy asked little one you want to take a ride with me? She shook her head yes. Jenny started to get off when Cindy stopped her. “Stay. I give you the ride”. Cindy started to move toward the door. Gave a dirty look at Morgan. “We’ll talk later”.  And continued to ride by. On the way they came upon Christine who said, “Interesting”. And looked down at the new guest. The little one held tight to Cindy. And hid her face. Cindy laughed. “This is Christine. And she loves little girls like you”. Christine padded the head of the little one. 

Renee in the other room look inquisitive at Tom. “What do you think? Will she figure this out”? Tom replied, “she will. She may be our baby. But she is smarter than all of us”.

 
While in the kitchen Christine made a sandwich for the little one. Jenny watched her closely. While Cindy watched her even closer. And smiled. “Who is your mommy”?  Christine asked. The little one responded Mommy. Cindy laugh. “Where is your mommy”? Asked Cindy. She pointed to the other room. “Can you take me to your mommy”? Little one nodded her head yes. They followed and went right to her mommy, Morgan. Jenny with a big smile and open her arms to be picked up. Morgan picked her up and said, my baby….. And laugh. Cindy’s eyes rolled as she looked over to Christine. Tom was amused. Morgan turned to Cindy and asked where does she sleep? Cindy with an evil grin on her face, “between your legs where you know what”. Cindy turned around and went back to her lab. Christine just swung her arms up and shook her head and followed. 
Cindy called from the lab, TT. Tom look at Morgan and told her she needs to go to her room with the baby and stay out of Cindy’s way. Tom walked in and Cindy looked at him and asked the obvious question. Whose baby is she?
Your father? Tom responded. “Are you surprise”? Cindy gave one of her disappointing looks, “No.
So what’s next”? Asked Cindy. “The baby is about three years old. Right TT”? As Tom was about to say something Jenny walked into the lab. Tom turned and smiled back at Cindy. And left the lab. The baby look up at Cindy. Took her hand and said Sissy. And smiled. Cindy smiled back while thinking, Great. As she look down the baby climb up on her lap. Cindy look at baby and asked where her mommy was. Jenny put her hands together and closed her eyes. Cindy smiled. “You’re my sweet baby sis. But lets not tell your mommy. Ok”? Jenny nodded yes and smiled. As Cindy look at her and played with her hair jenny yelled with great exclamation BEAR! Cindy turned around and on their porch there was a large grizzly bear. Christine ran in with her rifle. Cindy looked over. Jenny turned toward Christine and ran to her. Yelled NO. Christine responded, “Oh no, I won’t hurt it. But you must promise that you never try to open these doors. The windows are bullet proof. And the bear can not come through them. Here, hold my hand and sit with me by the window”. With a little hesitation she went with Christine and sat on her lap on the floor. Jenny turned her head back and looked up at her and said BIG. “Yes bear is big”. Cindy smiled and rolled her eyes. Linda had her camera and was snapping away the moments. Cindy just shook her head in disbelief. Linda look toward her. Cindy just stuck out her tongue. Morgan walked in and laugh, “jealous”. And smile. Cindy ignored her. So as the two, Jenny and Christine, watch the bear, it came to the window and put its nose right on the window. Jenny covered her face. “Don’t be afraid”, Christine soothed her. She put the finger of the baby on the pane on the nose. She giggled. And said BEAR with such exuberance that almost toppled Cindy out of her chair. Jaime caught her. Morgan laughed. And stuck her tongue out. Cindy just crinkled her nose. Tom just shooked his head. “Babies raising a baby”. Renee smiled and told Tom this is a family made in heaven. Tom agreed and smiled. And Renee gave him a hug. Tom looked at her. He said, “do you remember when you live on our ranch in New Zealand. You were that small. But you were more daring”. Then baby gave out another yelp. TEETH. Christine replied, “yes, teeth. And he is old”. Jenny responded WHY!. “His teeth are warned down. He chews on fatty legs like yours”. Christine giggle with her. 

New life has been brought into this house of death. It was the first time Cindy, or anyone laughed in their house since the death of her mother and father. Morgan looked at Christine and baby. Then to Cindy. And Cindy gave a thumbs up.
“See what I said”, Tom looking at Renee. “Baby took Cindy’s heart and wrapped her around her little finger. Someday you will see them inseparable”. Renee smiled and winked at him. 

As the afternoon progressed everyone’s attention was on the baby. They took turns in holding her on their lap. It was like having a new toy for Christmas. “So Renee how are the boys”, asked Cindy. “Great, misbehaving as usual”, Renee smiling. 

Linda came in with Jaime towards dinner time. Jaime tall, scary and tough. “We were checking the West ridge. Saw a mother and her cubs heading toward us”. Cindy smiled at baby. “Now you will see some babies. You’ll like that”. “Can I touch them”, asked Baby. Tom intervened, “absolutely not”. Baby pouted. Cindy interjected. “You can touch the window. They love to put their noses to the window. Think of us being in a zoo. And all the animals comes to visit us”. Morgan sarcastically and smiling, “and watch us do tricks for them”. Christine laugh and answered, “city folks”. Baby looked outside the window with anticipation.
After a while Baby fell asleep. Throughout the night Cindy rolled in and watch her sleep through the night. Christine walked in. “She hooked you in. Cindy looked up and said, you can’t resist her innocence”. Christine laughed. “She will be running the house”. 
The next morning Cindy was in her bed. And in her face was a big smiling little child. Cindy jumped. Startled. And Baby gave her a big kiss on the forehead. Christine sitting by the window looking at the Idaho sunrise. “She has been waiting for you and staring at you for hours. Just like her sister, persistent. That’s something that Morgy would do”. Renee came in and saw them both in bed. And remarked, “and I was worried about you two getting along”. She laughed. “Jenny, give your sister some private time. She needs to be bathed and dressed”. Baby hopped out of bed and ran to Renee. And flew into her arms. “She’s loving”.
Renee brought Jenny out. And Jenny asked, “can I walk like sis”? Renee looked at her with great surprise, thought, and said. “Your sis is special. You see your uncle walks with a stick. Do you want a stick to walk”? Jenny shook her head no. Renee look at her with a loving smile and said”, he has a boo boo. You like me pulling you in a red wagon”? Jenny shook her head yes. “Do you like to ride the wagon all the time instead of walking”? Jenny again shook her head no. Renee looked at her and said, “sis has a boo boo too. She never gets to walk by herself. She has to roll around in her red wagon all the time”. Jenny looked at her puzzled. “When sis is big she will walk”? (In her baby talk). “Sis is already big. When she was like you she’d run and play. But they both got a boo boos and now they each walk a special way. They are special. You love special people”? Jenny shook her head yes. Jenny looked at her and asked, “is daddy a special person? You say when I look up I see daddy”. Renee teared up. “Yes he is a very special person. He has wings. An every night he is watching over you and loves you. Then when sis is awake she will watch over you. And even your uncle”. Jenny eyes opened wide and said GRAMPS. Renee smiled and said yes, GRAMPS.

This would become a relationship made in heaven.

Subliminal Bulling 

Online bulling is a cancer that is spreading. And it is not always detectable. Bulling has evolved into many forms.

The most popular is direct bulling. You attack someone and sometimes stoppable. Then we have a new one that I have given the name Subliminal Bulling. Even sometimes the victim can’t even detect it. And it can come from a supposed friend. The biggest fertile ground is Social Media.  No fault of social media.  If the victim can’t detect it surely Social Media will not either.

What is the source? Quotes. Not saying all quotes. But a lot. Positive quotes are used as weapons to needle the victim. Sometimes the bully is envious. And first they have verbally hinted that they question integrity or even find you different. Ignore, easier than said.. The bully can’t call them out because they know it is probably not true what they are accusing. And you don’t want to put yourself in jeopardy in your work. So they  resort to quotes. From all different philosophers. And then they send it to their friends and try to hint who it is aimed at. 

How do you defend yourself? You don’t. You take preventative action of being nice. While you are nice you keep your eyes open and look at this person’s background. Not by background check but who are his or her friends. Are they negative? Do they feel they are overlooked by Mr Nice guy. Are they gossipers. Are they covert in their bending of the rules. In other words are they living in a glass house.  Maybe feeling they are low on the caste system. And always feel they are look down. The only alternative is to  bring down and destroying others. And finally they have a gang mentality. Most will find that good people who follows the law and do the right thing are their enemies. 

So next time you see a quote, before you like it, make sure that this person you know does not have an ulterior motive. To hurt someone. Because the next target or victim could be you. 

Read into the quote. Quotes like the Bible can be turned into a weapon to get you power over others. When you press like you might be hurting the victim. And not realizing the damage you are doing to maybe your best friend. Always qualify what people are presenting. 

Remember, a bully is only as strong as you make him or her. They feed off other’s affirmations.

Quiet

Today is a day of rest. To contemplate the past. To live the present. And to hope for the future. 
And to make a better future, free of hate and turmoil. And to do that is to stop vengeance and strife now so that we can live in peace in the future. 

Let us raise ourselves to a higher plain. And rid ourselves of petty indulgence. Let us not believe everything that comes out of the loudest mouths. And start listening to the quietness of the soul. 
Only the pure of heart will prevail. Walk lightly among the people. Then they will follow serenity.
Have a wonderful day.

Porkchop coming home

Tom: on the 5.

Maria: Yeah.

Tom: Porkchop coming home.

Friends, classmates, and co-workers play an important role in peoples lives. It plays a great part in my life. Sometimes it can be lonely around without your friends being there. But in the end who is there when you come home for the night? Who is by your side when falling asleep? Who is there when you receive from your doctor that you have cancer? Who is there when a family member is far away and you receive the news that they had died? A friend? A classmate? A co-worker? No. It is always a family member. A spouse, a husband, a wife, a life partner, a parent.

So when you say to your spouse who is sitting at home I going after work for some drinks with some friends, some co-workers, some classmates think hard. That spouse, that parent is sitting at home waiting for you. When you are in trouble or receive bad news will your friends be home or partying while you are crying? Or will your family as always will be there.

Just remember who will be there.

On the last night you lay your head down and close your eyes for the last time will be your spouse holding your hand tight. Never wanting to let go. And as you go to sleep for the last time your spouse will lean down and whisper, Porkchop finally you are going home my love. I love you.

Porkchop coming home

Tom: on the 5

Maria: Yeah

Tom: Porkchop coming home.
Friends, classmates, and co-workers play an important role in peoples lives. It plays a great part in my life. Sometimes it can be lonely around without your friends being there. But in the end who is there when you come home for the night? Who is by your side when falling asleep? Who is there when you receive from your doctor that you have cancer? Who is there when a family member is far away and you receive the news that they had died? A friend? A classmate? A co-worker? No. It is always a family member. A spouse, a husband, a wife, a life partner, a parent.

So when you say to your spouse who is sitting at home I going after work for some drinks with some friends, some co-workers, some classmates think hard. That spouse, that parent is sitting at home waiting for you. When you are in trouble or receive bad news will your friends be home or partying while you are crying? Or will your family as always will be there.

Just remember who will be there.

On the last night you lay your head down and close your eyes for the last time will be your spouse holding your hand tight. Never wanting to let go. And as you go to sleep for the last time your spouse will lean down and whisper, Porkchop finally you are going home my love. I love you.

One way street

The golden years. The years of free living. You got it made years. Continuous vacation years. Words that describe retirement. One statement that missed, One way street. This is the true definition of retirement. And only you have to blame, or praise, for your good and bad judgements. 

The last day of work you never forget. Party, everyone wishing you well. They envy you. You have all the time in the world. The first month or two is a party for you. You come by and visit for a few minutes. But after a while they start to think, Don’t he have a life? Actually the first few months you don’t have a life. You feel self conscious of visiting. You feel pathetic and lonely. But like death they let you go and move on. And you have to do the same. Yes visit them once in a while. Now you limit once a month.  You dread the thought of not seeing them more often. But it was your choice. And you need to live with that decision. And then it does not help when your love of your life still works. And he or she works in the place where you retired from. She tells you who she saw. And you ask if they ask about you. At first they do. But then you fade away from their memory. It hurts. But what do you expect. They are young. And have their own lives to live.  So you realize that you too must move on. It is very sad.  You have to reinvent yourself. Make a new life. And if you are homesick, thank God for Facebook. This make it easier for the loneliness. But again you are sadden. You are no more part of their lives. And they are no more a part of yours.

This is where you have to be careful. You have a fork on the road. Which do you take. One is vegetating and boredom. Sitting around. In your PJs all day. And then before your wife comes home you take a bath and get into fresh clothes. Thank God for wives. At this age they keep their spouses alive.  Still depression sets in. And always you drop into that void of a hole. Who did you see today? Did they ask about me? And you smile as if everything is alright. You act happy. But you are starting to see that your life is meaningless. Yes you do a lot at home. You make sure you complete a goal a day. But it is still not easy. Yes you have family. Yes you have long distance friends. And you know you can visit them. Then the novelty goes away. How much traveling can you do? You may own your company. But you don’t want to visit them too often. It’s now the CEO’s company. You may be the owner. But the day to day business is theirs. 

So reinventing yourself. This is the other fork in the road. This is the healthy way. But again not easy. You don’t want to start another business. You want as little overhead as you can start a new life. It is not only for the money. But to keep your sanity. You don’t go back to work. You are not going to fit in. But there are a lot of lifestyles to reinventing yourself. Online technologies have made it possible and easier to reinvent yourself.

You have a lot of possibilities. One for sure thing is teaching online will be a part of your life. Self help programs. How to programs. A good example is  I was writing computer programs in the 80’s and 90’s. Building spreadsheets for companies. So teaching will be a big time of our life.

But you do have to admit. There is no going back. Not only must you  improve your life mentally and physically, but also spiritually. This is a one way street. Two thirds of your life is over. You have no idea how long my last third will last. But you must not waste it. The first two months has been a non-directional life. A roller coaster. A waste. The celebration is over. And what you see ahead is a tombstone. But what you have in between is what you will make of your closing of this life. And prepare yourself for that transition. 

You are on your own. It won’t be easy. Yes you will have people that care. People to talk to. People that can guide you. But you alone are the only one to make the life you have left a fulfilling one. 

Live for the day.

The thankless profession. The legacy of a nurse.

For weeks this picture has stuck in my mind. Inspiring. Not because the individuals, Indi, Carla, and Sarah. But because they represent the most critical part of the hospital. They are the most important people in all hospitals.

The most loved and appreciated is represented by Carla, in the center of the picture. The paramedic. Sweet, patients love them. They take the blood. They comfort them. Always with a smile.
The most needed at the moment is represented by Indi on the right of Carla. The PCA. The traffic cop of the hospital. They guide the patient and their families. They make sense of the sometimes catastrophes.

And last, represented by Sarah, the Nurse in the background, selfless. They are the most important part of the hospital. Doctors don’t want to admit it. Even more important than they are. The unappreciated and underpaid; the most blamed; yet without them, documentation would not exist. The caring, the distribution of meds, the controlling of uncontrollable situations would be be a major problem. These are the unsung heroes. They absorb the brunt of abuse by patients, family members, supervisors, and co-workers. And you don’t hear a sound about their state of mind and body. The only thing you hear is how they can help that patient and their family.

This picture could be a billboard on a movie. Or a cover to a book. But the positions that the poses are in this picture are so real in the life of a hospital. So inspiring. And the poses were not planned. It was as if God painted this picture as it should be.
Good night my friends. Good night and sweet dreams to those who gives their lives to the sick and injured. Even to the dying. ❤️❤️❤️❤️

**I would like to thank the person who took the picture. Most inspiring.