Photo by Husband
Trick or treat! Wine or beer! Wine is usually my choice, but when Husband opens a nice lager or ale and pours it into his pint glass, I have to sample it. He bought a variety six-pack of Shiner beer from Spoetzl Brewery brewed in tiny Shiner, Texas. They were all good, but I preferred the Bohemian Black Lager and the Prickly Pear.
Bohemian Black Lager
Many breweries bring out specialty brews for fall. Perhaps we will try a pumpkin brew next time. You can check out Shiner and the brewery on their website or if you want a personal tour of both check out this blog, Tales and Travels of the Tin Man, who shared his visit to both. Cheers and Happy Halloween! Prosit! (Enjoy)
Thirty-three years ago I wrote a simple poem for an old friend (REALLY old, I thought at the time) for her 70th birthday. She has been gone for many years, but as I approach my own 70th year I remembered that poem and dug it out of my files. It was composed in longhand and then typed without the assistance of word processing. In those days I often wrote basic rhyming poems for birthdays. I am sure family and friends cringed inwardly when they got one! Here is the poem.
For Nettie…in her Seventieth Spring
Ms. Lynn, if you please,
is a friend of mine,
but hard to define.
A gentle soul,
reaching out to touch.
I see in her past
glory and sorrow.
Yet she’s come through it all,
still standing tall.
She brings sunshine and hope
wherever she goes;
a reminder of giving,
a vision of living
Happy birthday to a
Nettie Lynn was Jewish. Her family came to the United States from Russia. She had only one child, a daughter, who would have been about my age had she not died as a young child.
As I enter my 70th fall…I remember Nettie and look both ways…past and future…and embrace today.
This is what you shall do:
love the earth and the sun and the animals,
give alms to everyone that asks,
stand up for the stupid and crazy,
devote your income and labor to others,
hate tyrants, argue not concerning god,
have patience and indulgence toward the people,
go freely with powerful uneducated persons
and with the young and the mother of families,
re-examine all you have been told at school
or church or in any book,
dismiss whatever insults your own soul…
~ Walt Whitman ~