The Hood drums have been beating much of the usual this week---lost dogs--found cats--looking for contractors--need to borrow a trailer---HO HUM!
One note worthy tidbit I have failed to tell you is that former Rustonite and legendary Boot Camp Queen---Sharon Jackson teaches one of her Boot Camps in the park right by the cottage. I walked over one morning to give her a hug, but somehow miss seeing her most of the time. Ruston's loss---Fort Worth's gain!
This week---EARLY one morning as I gazed on the quiet of the park---all of a sudden a flurry of activity. Several trucks pull up all at once and out get a group of men and their sons. Next comes all their equipment---no NOT ballplayers--but men having their own boot camp. In the interest of learning new techniques, I watched as they pulled truck tires, jumped over huge tractor tires, yanked and pulled---straining massive muscles--sweating--flexing--all for the sake of fitness. It was pure delight watching their exhibition of manliness---unfortunately due to my failing eye sight in my old age--I was forced to get out my binoculars----ALL for the sake of studying their technique---OF COURSE!