So far, our family has been doing very well in getting our Covid-19 vaccinations. The first was our daughter-in-law Geli, who is a nurse at a hospital in Birmingham dealing with Covid patients on a daily basis. She received the Pfizer vaccine soon after it became available. We sure were glad to see her get that and know that she was protected.
A little over three weeks ago, Terry and I got our second dose of the Moderna vaccine, and yesterday my daughter Tiffany and her husband Kenny in Arizona got the one-shot Johnson & Johnson vaccine. Tiffany qualified because of her medical issues, and Kenny because his work brings him into direct contact with the public all the time.
So that’s five of us, leaving our son Travis as the only one still not vaccinated. We are all anxiously awaiting that day, and we are looking forward to the opportunity to get together as a family again. The last time Travis, Geli, and Tiffany were here was in October, 2019 and that’s a long, long time. We are seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, folks, but we can’t get complacent and careless yet. We still have a ways to go.
I was back on Tinder Street most of yesterday, working on my third book in the series. I knocked out over 3,500 words, which isn’t a great writing day, but wasn’t too bad. I much prefer 5,000 word days, but this series takes a lot of research. Yesterday it was on what were called sheeny ragmen back in those days. They were men who went through neighborhoods collecting scraps of cloth, cans, and anything else they could sell to recycle.
The word sheeny is considered a racial slur directed at Jewish people now, and I imagine it may hav e been back then to some people. But I read account after account of how the ragmen would come through a neighborhood, either pulling a cart by hand or with a horse, ringing a bell and calling out, “The Sheeny man is here!” According to many accounts I read, in the days before public trash collection, they served an important purpose in cities across America.
And while many of them were in fact Jewish, there were ragmen of all different races who called themselves sheenies, and there is some debate as to whether or not the word referred to their ethnicity or their occupation. It was a time when people were too busy just living to be able to put a lot of effort into being offended by anything and everything.
It’s Thursday, so it’s time for a new Free Drawing. This week’s prize is an autographed copy of Barefoot In The Parking Lot, by Vineet Verma. When detectives investigate the murder of the hotshot CEO of a big AI company, they come face-to-face with the dark and sordid world that lies just under Silicon Valley’s polished and pristine exterior. From jealous ex-lovers to rival tech giants, the victim had powerful enemies, all of whom would be happy to see him dead. The list of suspects seems endless – and deadly.
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Thought For The Day – I don’t know what my spirit animal is, but I’m pretty sure it has a plastic cone around its neck.