I’m composing this post in a loud and crowded pub on W. 30th Street in NYC. And I’m using my iPad instead of my trusty laptop.
I’m going through this tortuous experience to lessen the anxiety in my readers lives who have been waiting for the Answer to my challenge about the meaning of the 583.74 sign on the wall of the Shamrock bar in Saranac Lake, NY.
To my astonishment, it was solved in a couple of hours by a Carol F. She says she went to school with my wife in Queens, NY.
583.74, my friends, is the Dewey Decimal number for the plant group that includes the Shamrock. I should have known this…I’m Irish, for heaven sake!
Another woman, a friend of ours, also came through.
My daughter, Erin, you know, the mother of my grandson, Elias, didn’t read the post until the next morning. She said she had the answer before she finished her morning coffee.
It’s all so depressing in a strange way. I feel like an undereducated senile guy with gray hair and an aching back…let’s not go there, ok?
But, dear friends and readers and followers, don’t give up on me.
I am planning a breath-taking blog in the planning stages right now…it’s a detailed account of my two-hour MRI at Mount Sinai a day ago.
I’m sure you will be riveted to your Barcaloungers, or the 19th hole somewhere in North Carolina or Boca.
There is not enough being written about MRI’s these days. Steinbeck barely touched on it and it’s mentioned in Shakespeare only twice.
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Now that is an answer I never, ever would have thought of. How did the MRI turn out? Keep us posted. Hello to mariam. Paul