My mind and heart is in Australia

It is early in the morning on Sunday.

Last night, I spoke to Keller. In this economy, it is tough being a young postdoctoral researcher even when your novel idea has been accepted by BioScience, an Oxford Journal, with a high impact factor.

A photo of our grandson Fletcher, who lives down under, helped me worry a little less:

El Tigre

El Tigre

RGK

Meet Indigo Agnes Kopf

Indigo Agnes weighed 7.25 pounds and “stood” almost 20 inches tall.  She was born at 3:15 PM on Friday, October 17, 2014, Australian time.

After Stacey went through 12 hours of very painful labor, and at the last moment, the Aussie doctor had to “turn” Indi from the posterior position to the “right way around.” She was delivered naturally, but with forceps.  Mother and baby are doing well.  Joan and I are over the moon.

Two granddaughters in the space of about one month (Zora–in China– and Indigo–in Australia) is just about the best thing since sliced bread. We can’t wait to see them both. We are trying to figure out how to accomplish that feat given the long distances, but we may have a solution.

Indigo Agnes with her big brother Fletcher

Indigo Agnes with her big brother Fletcher

RGK (Stinky feet Grampa)

 

 

 

The “down under” Cowboy

You may recall the post entitled Fun of Flying. Keller returning to Australia with a cowboy outfit purchased for Fletcher by Aunt Marne in ABQ ran into the Aussie dislike for toys that vaguely look like real guns. Anyway, that made me mad. It seems that Toys-R-Us is ubiquitous. In any event, it has an operation in Australia. For $9.99 (AUS) plus $11.00 for shipping I was able to obtain the “Peacemaker” for Fletcher. With his hat and boots, it was a hit.

The odd thing is that the “Peacemaker” looks very much like the Single Action Army, SAA, Model P, Peacemaker, M1873, circa 1872. Why you can buy this replica in Australia but get it (or something like it) confiscated at the Sydney airport is a mystery. I guess that’s just the “land down under.” Anyway, that was my excuse for adding the video of “Men At Work – Down Under”  (“Did you hear the thunder? You better run for cover!”) at the end of this post. I absolutely love that song and the video is quirky just like the marvelous country.

May Fletcher always contribute to that thunder! Australia wouldn’t be the same without it.

Fletcher in his cowboy outfit with a mystified Ruben in the background.

Fletcher in his cowboy outfit with a mystified Ruben in the background.

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Fletcher with the "Peacemaker." Ruben looking out for bandits.

Fletcher with the “Peacemaker.” Ruben looking out for bandits.

And now, the Pièce de résistance,

RGK

 

 

Sleep comes late when it is fall down under

Second infusion of the third cycle today. Given steroids by mouth for 14 days and oral infusion of more steroids today. Supposed to serve as an antidote for allergic reactions to one of the chemo drugs.  Cancer also doesn’t like these steroids. Moreover, they are also prescribed to keep your weight up.  Downside:  it is hard to sleep, and tonight at a little past 3:00 AM I am blogging.  And that reminded me . . .

It is fall in Australia. We received photos of our Australian crew today. I don’t know why but I worry incessantly about our kids and their kids. I guess that is what parents and grandparents are supposed do. Anyway, and, right now, late at night, I feel so far away from them. I ought to go to bed, but I won’t sleep.

A "selfie" of Fletcher, Stacey and Keller

A “selfie” of Fletcher, Stacey and Keller

 

A boy and his dad

A boy and his dad

 

Beechworth in

Park in the Australian Alps near Beechworth

RGK

 

 

 

Dancing down under and other Sunday musings

Got up early this morning (the pain in the left thigh and groin is a bitch) and thought about the day and the week to follow.

*  Joan and I will attend a memorial service for Janice Cook Ross today in Omaha.  Janice was married to Judge Donald R. Ross, my mentor, for over 70 years. Ed Cook, my former law partner, and my other mentor, was her brother. She died recently. A wryly funny, and brilliant person, it is a shame that she will not be there when the Eighth Circuit Court of Appeals and the Nebraska Federal District Court honor Judge Ross’ memory tomorrow.

*  Speaking of the memorial proceeding tomorrow, Judge William H. Webster will be there and speak about his good friend, Judge Donald R. Ross. Judge Webster was a United States Attorney for the Eastern District of Missouri from 1960 to 1961. In 1970, Webster was appointed a judge of the United States District Court for the Eastern District of Missouri, and in 1973 he was elevated to the United States Court of Appeals for the Eighth Circuit. Five years later, President Jimmy Carter appointed him as Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Then in 1987, President Ronald Reagan chose the judge to be Director of the Central Intelligence Agency. He led the CIA until his retirement from public office in 1991. Judge Webster served in the Navy during WWII and the Korean War.

*  Tuesday, I start chemo. I get my first infusion plus “patient education.”  Ought to be interesting.

*  Fletcher, one of our beloved grandsons, lives in Australia.  In fact, he is an Australian citizen and is developing a distinct Aussie accent.  His dad, our son, Keller, takes Fletcher on Saturday morning outings to give mother Stacey a break.  Recently, the bushy, blond-haired boy busted a dance move during one those outings. As a dancer, the kid is better than his father, but that’s not saying much.  Too funny!

*  The river of life and all that . . . .

RGK

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