I can’t wrap my brain around the fact that it is July. In some ways, it’s hard to believe we’re halfway through 2020, even though the coronavirus seemed to put us in slow motion; at least it did early on in the pandemic. Now it seems like everything and everyone is going full-speed ahead, as if the “re-opening” of many places and activities has been like a race to make up for lost time.

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Dear Editor:

Lord, help me be a coffee bean

Country singer Thomas Rhett says he wrote the song, “Be A Light,” last year in response to the negativity and sadness he was seeing in the world. It wasn’t due to be released until sometime next year, but at the urging of Rhett to his label team, the song released March 30, just as the nation was really starting to feel the effects of the coronavirus. The song quickly hit the prestigious Billboard Hot 100 List, landing at No. 71 on April 18.

THIS AND THAT * I hate when people tell me I’m lollygagging when I’m clearly dillydallying! But if I am honest, I really love to dawdle.

Dear Editor:

Right now the back of my right hand looks like something terrible happened to me, but it was just that Charley nailed me with her paw and claws that need to be trimmed. The scratch didn’t break the skin; there was no blood—at least not visible on the outside. But on the inside, underneath the skin, is where the injury is visible. As I look at the mark I feel like I’m looking at my grandmother’s hands. I remember her hands and arms being marked like this frequently, although she rarely remembered what had happened to cause it. But she was OLD when her skin looked like this. She had crepe-thin skin that showed every vein, liver spots, scars, and yes, bruises of blood under the skin. Just like mine looks now. And it’s not the first time it’s happened; but I remember the first time it happened, and my thought was… How can it be that I am old enough to have my grandmother’s hands?

* June 11th was my Dad’s birthday so I thought I would celebrate it this year by passing along a simple recipe for Beer Bread. Why I am doing this? Because Dad liked nothing better than a cold MGD on a hot summer day, and Mom loved to bake bread, cinnamon raisin being one of her favorites to eat!