Cold Weather At The Old Folks’ Home

Born and bred in the Northlands doesn’t mean someone must stay in the snow/ice belt, but people do.  Children, of course, need to stay with parents, and children account for a hefty percentage of the population.  Adult population is another matter.  Many stay for the sake of a job and a measure of income, especially if around what’s called “middle-age.”  Only a few are in a good position to leave, which means dealing with the weather.

Zero and sub-zero temperatures (Fahrenheit) are obviously more likely the farther north one goes (or for that matter south in the southern hemisphere).  The area underfoot is In the more temperate area, and “zero” only happen sometimes (right now underfoot).  Since it only happens sometimes, and since the people in an old folks’ home often do not do much like hold down a job, they are among those who often aren’t well prepared.

There’s less going places (never mind hanging around outside congregating regardless of nice selling points like a lovely view) and more of a rush to get in if there’s some need to go out.  And, that “getting in” includes getting beyond the halls, which, especially near the entrances, aren’t much warmer than the outdoors.  Chilly halls also put a damper on necessities, like going to a laundry room or even getting some snacks from machines.

There can be a serious strain on the heating system if it is getting a little old, but if it is a big building there is less chance of something like pipes freezing up or electricity being knocked out for an extended period (especially when a place has a back-up generator). Reasonable older people also try to avoid driving if roadways are bad, so getting things like food or making it to things like doctor’s appointments are very common problems.

To be remembered:  snow covers a lot of dirt.  🙂

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Christmas Cincinnati! …??

Cincinnati is still known to some as “The Queen City of The West” even though it is no longer in “The West.”  (After 1803 the area wasn’t so much “The West” anymore, although it was still west of Boston, New York, Washington, D.C, etc.)  Electric light bulb stuff blossomed into use later, and an electric gizmo sits at the edge of downtown Cincinnati to announce “Cincinnati” that is seemingly suited for an earlier time.

The “gizmo” is a huge (much larger than ordinary houses) series of lights that spell out the word “Cincinnati.”  It sits relatively close to the north bank of the Ohio river and presents itself mostly in a sort of southwest direction so that it would be a word to be seen by up-river boat traffic rather than people downtown or on the south bank.  The thing is, there is ordinarily very little boat traffic on the river up or down.

One can well imagine a time before cars and planes were common when shipping did heavily use the river.  People on a relatively long haul on the river might seriously appreciate such a sign off in the distance.  There are people around who can see it, such as on the south bank, but that’s far from the same thing.  It’s brightly there every night, and they are people who really don’t need it as a sign a trip’s over.

Sometimes the colors of the lights are changed, like at times the display has been done in red, white and blue.  Well, it’s Christmas time and the message sent downstream these days has been done in red and green.  It’s very cheery and fitting, but it does seem like it would go best with the whole expression Queen City of The West, which, as sadly noted, doesn’t have the impact it once did unless one’s in Boston, etc.

It’s sad when beautiful things lose out.  😦

Grandpa’s Outhouse … (Old Folks’ Home Note)

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Grandpa’s outhouse was different, a sort of addenda to the place.  The house had indoor plumbing; it even had outdoor plumbing.  In that space where an ordinary detached garage would have sat, a previous owner had made it a cement-like building to allow for minor metal work.  Inside was a sink with running water, a small fire pit and a window area. 

One could live in that “garage,” which was spacious enough for two cars and then some, and grandpa sometimes did.  It was a house that had up to five women at times and the one bathroom of an ordinary house.  He would sleep there, then go in the house for meals and then go off to visit friends or build something leaving the house part to the women. 

While it had a sink, it was all the plumbing there.  There was, however, an outhouse “bathroom” in a side area, which may have been for a worker or such in the once upon a time when decorator lamps were built there.  Regardless, it was rather unexpectedly there, and one day, maybe 70 years ago grandma thoughtfully said, if there was a need, use it. 

For future reference, every city-bred kid needs a visit to such a thing at least once.  The old folks’ home underfoot decided to revamp (or something) the plumbing.  Water shut off to the entire building runs eleven hours on Wednesdays presently.  And, “making do” to an extent is quite like an experience with the outhouse, if one’s unable to leave. 

It always helps to have background. Thumbs up 

Old Folks’ Home “Views” … (Why ATI)

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The place underfoot supposedly has a “view” (something the residents are supposed to enjoy seeing).  If one stands in front of the place, straight ahead is the top parts of the string of old houses across the street.  To the right some more houses sit with backside there for viewing.  They are not “lovely homes” although not what’s classed “trashy.” 

Then there’s the side to the left.  (That’s supposed to be the view.)  It’s a fairly big river that is always a muddy brown with ripples that show that it’s flowing.  In what’s sort of the left front corner of the view is a bridge that the government plans to tear down, and it does look rather beat up.  There’s constant traffic, often trucks, on it. 

Due left (across the river) there’s a coal yard (a barge’s usually there, too) and often a freight train goes snaking past the area a bit more distant.  It’s all to be ignored, since what one is supposed to enjoy is the side of a ridge that’s to the right and covered with (distant) trees and a shiny skyline (above the left) that is Cincinnati, Ohio.

While some of this has been said before now, it merits the repeat to explain that nothing in sight suggests uplifting viewing nor what some call worthwhile activities.  Elderly means still alive, and while some are happy to just exist, life isn’t much without doing something worthwhile.  Enter some kind of volunteering (like support Aviation Trail). 

Seems like life should have a purpose.Coffee cup 

Point Of View … (“Rust Belt”)

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Where someone is “coming from” is important with anything, and as a rule little of that is ever known.  It’s possible estimations of a few things can be established, but little can be sure.  Wherever someone is “coming from” is his/her “point of view,” of course.  It seems reasonable to recall that one point of view here is being in the “Rust Belt.” 

There are four American towns and two European ones listed that are “filing” places.  The two European towns are just ancestry and not too pertinent.  Those four American ones, however, are a life and are highly pertinent to everything published.  They’re in three states, all essentially “Rust Belt” and “old first territory.”  None are huge or tiny. 

The biggest town is Cincinnati, Ohio, and more or less the big regional center.  Only if the entire region is counted would it be something like two million people.  The city’s not near so populous.  The current location’s Covington, a few blocks away in Kentucky.  Dayton, Ohio, is city “long-lived.”  Terre Haute, Indiana, is city of long visiting. 

All four towns have a few things in common, e.g., all four can be considered “river towns.”  There is no seacoast and little navy.  Nautical terminology’s a foreign language at this desk even though the rivers are used for some boating purposes.  Some things are very different amid them.  And, this has been written for those interested in viewpoint.

Circumstances help make people what they are.Airplane 

So, It’s Spring In The Northlands

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In the area underfoot, daffodils tend to grow and bloom as spring is about to start.  It is usually before the actual start of spring by some days.  Then, frequently, it gets a bit colder (like freezing) and rainy.  The flowers usually get beaten down.  It’s always so sad seeing that.  It does happen that they aren’t completely gone, which is nice. 

At the place underfoot, there is a drop of an entire floor near the main doors, maybe ten feet away, a basement entry for staff.  Several items sit in the space, a tree as well the daffodils; they are hard to miss.  At The House in the City they were just a small clump near the quince bush for more than thirty years basking in afternoon spring sun. 

The ones at the “current house” are not a bright yellow as those of the past were and are in an out of the way shaded spot, but they still bring a fond smile and happy thoughts when considered.  If they, too, last a generation and more doing nothing but quietly living as possible, they will be another everyday sign of the marvelousness of creation.   

There are negative connotations with that family of plants along with positive ones.  And, there are many “signs that spring is here” including other blooming.  Much is made of some of it.  Well, at both places mentioned, the daffodils were planted by someone else.  So, people long gone left a message for those who came by later:  new life is here. 

Odd things can make a house a home.Coffee cup 

“The Rust Belt” You Say?

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Although not precisely the same thing, what today is named “The Rust Belt” is pretty much what more properly would be called “The Great Lakes Region.” In days long past, it was the industrial heartland of the United States.  Because of the lakes, it’s a special place on earth apart from recent industrial history and invention developed thereabouts. 

The oldest of today’s people lived through a sort of glory era that started ending after World War II.  With it, many people kept hoping things would get better but life, times and the world changes things.  It is pretty clear that the factory jobs that brought the mountain folks and Europeans (in earlier days) are gone.  Today hopes are different. 

While it is true that “end of an era” if one wants to call that such caused many people (and businesses, too) to find homes elsewhere, millions of people still live in the Rust Belt.  For many, for various reasons, it wasn’t practical, sensible or reasonable to leave.  They look to things like new ideas, restorations and renovations.  Some is good. 

Technology (inventiveness) may be centered elsewhere these days, but it is still a little too soon to “write off” the Great Lakes area and the surrounding region.  There’s some effort and there are young people still there.  It will be different from the past.  And, it would be good if it were called “The Great Lakes Region” (or something similar). 

One must think positive to do something.Fingers crossed