I’m baaack

...and normalcy (shout-out to President Warren G. Harding, 1921-1923) has returned, more or less, to the blog. I fervently hope that life has slowed down to a dull roar for a while.

Last night I knew four answers on Jeopardy! that none of the contestants clicked in on. (Note. Although people often frown when someone ends a sentence with a preposition, your editor recommends that you smile when someone ends a sentence with two prepositions.)

The four answers, in the form of a question as the rules of Jeopardy! require, are:

1. What is Hawaii? The clue included the words 'sandwich' and 'islands'. Read your history books.

2. Who is Horatio Alger?

3. Who is Ignatius of Loyola? The clue said this man founded the Society of Jesus (the members of which, you may remember, are known as Jesuits, although that was not part of the clue).

4. I forget the fourth one.

Hey, I'm 83 and my memory isn't what it used to be.

I have no trouble remembering my name, age, address, date of birth, social security number, cell phone number, and so on, but I often can't remember what I had for dinner yesterday or other non-eartrh-shattering information.

Did I tell you that this past Sunday was our 61st wedding anniversary? Yup, on Sunday, May 19, 1963, at 3 p.m. in Orlando, Florida, Ellie and I said "I do" and she became Mrs. RHB. She didn't become Mrs. RWP until I started this blog in 2007.

I don't want to bore you further so I will close for now and hope to see you again when next I put fingers to keyboard.