The Current and New Chapter

 Today, began with me waking up from having a long sleep last night, went to PT got stretched and returned home.  Made my coffee, French Press, now writing on the Current state of affairs and what will become of me.... New Chapter.

Hurricane Ida, came and went without much fanfare here in the Lil City by the Red... however the destruction of New Orleans, Metarire and some of the North Shore is very tragic.. image.. no power or services for a month, no running water, and you are living in the sweltering heat, humid, sticky sweaty heat.. miserable.....totally miserable... My friend Steve and his partner of 30+ years are experiencing this first Hand.... I had limited communication. with them yesterday.....through cell service is spotty.

New Chapter...... Home..... 

I have been engaged by a local attorney to help with several inmate transfers, which will provide some time consuming work.. its the time management issue for me.. what to do when you wake up till you go to bed..... I believe I can write this new way, this new chapter.. I just have to be careful in doing so.. make sure all will be well.

A Chapter has Ended..... Ida Approaches..... So is Life in Louisiana

 Taylor departed today... 

He admitted to me last Night as we prepared to go to the Land of Nod, that he was infatuated with the accomplishments of my life, but had no physical attraction to me whatsoever....... 

Can you imagine..... sitting in bed, having a clear frank discussion of the feelings between two men.... and out from the mouth of the man, that is naked besides you, "I just need to tell you this, I have No Physical Attraction to You, I am enamored with your life accomplishments, the power structure that you have, etc...

What the Fuck......   .... the conversation concluded that I could not lay with a man that was Not physically attracted in some way to me... period.

So, I closed the chapter on Taylor... for the last six years its been heading toward this honest discussion. To his amazement, he thought that I was going to allow him to stay here in this home.... Please Young Man.... Carry your self......

I, through some arrangements, did what men of my generation do well, I sent him home to his Mother, with due compensation, for the two weeks he was here.  

Ida Approaches....... 

My family who has small children booked the Omni Downtown in Houston for an extended stay beginning tomorrow.. nothing better than a lil few days in a four star hotel with three pools, and wait staff to handle your every need.

They are in the direct path of Ida, which according to the latest projections, the Eye of the Ida will pass directly over Mockingbird Hill...   

So, as the sun sets here on the Banks of the Red.... in the Lil Town by the Red.... I am at peace with it all....

As my grandfather told his brother, in my family's lore, May My Eyes Cast Upon You as they Lower You into the Your Grave... Never More.... Good Bye Taylor.

Taylor #2

 Taylor continues to help around the house since I am limited to bending over carrying more than 10 pounds, moving things etc.

He has been a great help, continues to do so.  He also has made a commitment to the local technical college in the La State Education System, has enrolled in a program there. 

Having him here, learning to live with another person, is somewhat of a challenge for me, however, the good out weighs the lil inconveniences, he is very devoted to my well being, never asking for more than cigarette money.  He is seeking part time employment also, to aid in his pocket money.  

I'm encouraged by his attitude toward being upwardly mobile.  He is centered on his education and when he is here at the house, he is doing his chores etc...   

Adjusting to retirement is another matter and I will talk about that as I try to wrap my head around what is happening both mentally and physically with me.

The Journey Continues

 Taylor arrived here last Thursday..... he is still attending the CLTCC. He is doing well.... I on the other hand am still recuperating at a slower pace than I had anticipated.

He will continue to be here helping me as I manage the injury, which at first I didn't believe was so extensive and severe ..... !

Five days of peeing in a bucket, in bed, not leaving the bed for Five Days... I begin PT this week, since I saw the Dr on Friday.  I did have Home Health, which included three days of PT.  

Since the Fall on July 31st, now there are stretches I have to perform, even before I get out of bed. Taylor's job is to see that I don't fall again, make sure the house is cleaned, and general help.. 

I just didn't imagine how much I had hurt my self.... the Doctor said on Friday that the healing process will be long ... and that my initial progress was amazing, but don't count on making such a heroic journey.. its all about finishing the journey.... healthy and alive.

Support ... and a Lil More Story

 When the Tree falls doing a strong wind.... most country folks say that the roots didn't hold it... was the age of the tree, decaying root system, rotted maybe, or in time... all trees fall down or rot or as the Quercus  Nigra, which is quite prevalent here in the Deep Deep South... this Oak Tree is known as a Water Oak.. it lives marvelous for 75 years.... then for the next 50 years dies a death of rotted limbs, wood ant infestations. etc....

As you may note the time, during my lil episode, my nights and days are a lil' topsy turvy .....But hopefully I will sleep here soon.. I feel like a fallen tree... but I was uprooted by sheer Stupidity... Sheer Stupidity and Not taking time to look back on the political playing field  which leads to keeping the play book on the shelf and not reviewing it more... past editions.. years of editions.... The Strong Wind Blew and the Aged Roots didn't hold......!!!!

A old political friend of mine said tonight in a very discreet message to me... "that bruise you have now was caused by the second fall...."he was correct the bruise was from the fall of July 31st .... the real Fall was July 27th....   I told him my Momma had taught me well, I calmly removed my self from my office over looking downtown, and went home to a stiff scotch and soda.... no screaming, no gnashing of the teeth, no blood letting, you must maintain  a dignified honor, put our  daily journal in the briefcase, lay the office key on the boss's desk (he was not in his office, its tradition), along with the badge, security card to open the door, and hold your head up, walked slowly, calmly out with the Hatchet Man.. 

It was a Gentleman who came to slay another Gentleman (Me) he had a job to do, be pleasant about it... he too was an old friend, the Boss pick a friend to behead me... It was basically bloodless.... Done... 

Gentlemen don't scream going to the chopping block... they are dignify... especially in Louisiana.... where two of my dear old mentors passed aways this year.. both had bestowed honors on me, by giving me Governor's Commendations, (just so the record is clear here, I possess Three Gubernatorial Commendations by Three Governors of the Great State of Louisiana) that will hang now on a wall at my house... one Governor said an old Chinese proverb was that As he grew older, and he lived to be a ripe old age.... that if you live long enough, the bodies of your enemies will float pass you in the river and you can wave to them.   

Yes.... I do hope to live long...for I would like to see as this unfolds.... the bodies of my political enemies float pass the Lil City By  the Red

A Comment written with Heart.. I felt the letters hitting the page of the blog!!!

This is a note I wrote to a comment that RJ left me yesterday... I think it is appropriate to make an entry out of it...

  I appreciate the thoughts... ... the questions from folks are intrusive .. I am talking about my neighbors, some old friends.... when I find the time, find the courage to write about the events of July 27th, the movement to help, the idea that my time had come. To Go... at that moment the Hatchet Man sat in front of me at my desk.... I was calm,.. I know instantly that the Time had Come to Go... I left calmly, .. and I will write about it when I have once figured out the evolution of how the events unfolded.. 

I know this... its time for me to travel... to find other Roots, to meet and inquire into other people... and remembering the inscription on the Library at the University of Colorado at Boulder.. "He who only knows his Generation, shall always remain a child"

It was Time for me to Go

A Different Time.....A Lost But Not Really....

At 1230pm July 27th of this year, my life changed....  I resigned from public office... It is said by many that "No Good Deed goes Unpunished"..... That is the second time in my career, I have heard that statement.... the first was Katrina..... the second for my stupidity to help the less fortunate and my big mouth....

As I continue to resolve this in my own mind, I will share a few details... then on the 31st of July at 830pm, my life took another turn, when I was putting aways from valuables in the hall floor safe.... I slipped, fell, in a cheerleader banana split style that tore my left hamstring.. I have now been in bed 6 days... progress is slow.... I do have the support of several friends.. which I am thankful for indeed.

I'm just not sure where this new era, part, what is left of this last quarter of my life will be taking me, pushing me, bringing me.. or directing me to be. .. I can tell that I have some resurgence of creative ideas, that the Camera will be there, so will Tik Tok to promote some of my work... I might even try FaceBook, but it gives me shivers...... 

Its just a different time .. could be a lost if I let it me... but I am not.... it's a new path to be carved in the life to T W Tommy Thompson III.... one day soon

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Time Heals

 As a social historian and an observer of human behavior,  I am experiencing a unique life event.

I fell and tore my left hamstring on Saturday night. have been confined to my bedroom since that time after arrival from the Trauma Center

I will keep the blog informed as to my progress and all.

Also, I am now in the category of another Louisianian Jimmy Swaggart....no good deed goes unpunished!!!! in my case

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