June24

I am now in Cuba.  Well, Cuba, New York.  And I have a new hypothesis.   Every motel in America is run by Indian immigrants.  I knew this is pretty much true on the South, but it's true in Cuba, too.

So, the Hungarian Presbyterian Church got me thinking about other church names I'd like to see.  Our Lady of Perpetual Agony is up there.  Also, Church of the Immaculate Molestation.  Probably won't see the second one, but there is a fighting chance for the first.

Carol was always checking local weather to find out what the dew point was.  Tad and I would go for walks without being aware of this critical information.  Consequently, we wouldn't know whether we had a pleasant jaunt or suffered terribly until we got back to the house and Carol could fill us in on the dew point.  If it was too high, Carol would say, "It just makes me SICK!"  This is about as close to strong language as Carol gets, and when she says that she has a twinkle in her eye.  I still don't even know what a dew point is.

I was planning on visiting another college friend in northwest Pennsylvania.  Unfortunately, I couldn't let him know exactly when I was coming because I didn't know when I'd be well enough to leave.  So when I finally was able to call him with a firm date, he had already made a commitment.  So I won't see Tony.  Tony was another math major.  He went on to get his PhD at Yale, I do believe, and teaches at Allegheny College.  Like Tad, a unique individual.  While in school, he decided he needed to read ALL of the important books in the western canon.  In the original languages when possible.  I think by the time we graduated he was up to Roman literature, but I can't remember for certain.  He showed up at Kenyon proficient in Latin.  At Kenyon, I think he took Hebrew and Greek.  Remember, he was a math guy.  Anyway, we had a nice chat on the phone, but seeing him will have to wait.  Right now, I am on my way to Albany to visit another friend.  Not only did I go to college with Russ, we went together through two years of high school in Germany.  Russ retired three days ago.  Why the hell is this all underlined?  How did I do that?  Why can't I deunderline it?  Damnrats!

The bike trip today was short, only 200 miles, but I feel good.  Took a few ibuprofen and strapped on a back support before I left.  All was fine.  I am taking I-86 through southern New York.  I've never taken this route before.  Pretty country.  All tamed - it's not country that might try to kill you - but pretty.

Albany tomorrow.