Phase two, so it begins

Well, I've been "tied up" with bad health not to mention some other problems that have prevented me from being able to really apply myself to writing anything meaningful. Lately I've been able to spent some time planing my next move.
Before stepping back to the past I want to comment on our present political dilemma. We have a woman that is so consumed by herself and the desire for greatness that she has become a laughing stock. We have a black man that has come from "nowhere" but has risen to a position of great power all of which is based on skin color more than actual experience. I wont vote for him or his female adversary. Then there is the offering of the other party. A demented old man. A hero that scares me to death. I wont be voting for him either. Why have we the people allowed this to happen. Even more important is how do we stop it?

Anyway, My dad was working in Michigan. The rest of us were still in Alabama. Eisenhower was running for president. I watched both party conventions on our seventeen inch black and white Philco television. Actually there wasn't much of a choice because we only got one channel out of Birmingham. That channel was number four, an NBC affiliate, call letters WBRC. Television was pretty good on the weekends. Lots of good shows such as Sid Caesar and Imogene Coca. The list is pretty long so I can't really list them all but if you were around back then you can recall your favorites I'm sure.

My dad found us a place  to live in Michigan and moved us up north in the spring of 1953. Nothing at all like the California move. Didn't take long to see that Michigan was totally different than either California or Alabama. 
 

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