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12-13-2007
In These Otsego Hills
We willingly admit we are
getting older. But then, isn't
everyone? And the mere fact
that last week we ran head on
into our natal day is, we think,
no reason for alarm. We have
achieved yet another milestone
in the age category although
we must say we have
not noticed a huge difference
in our day-to-day being. At
least we don't think we have.
Granted we were recently
somewhat distressed, and actually
thought we were losing
our mind, when we discovered
while reading an on-line article
entitled "How depressed is
your state?" that there appeared
to be 51 states. This, of
course, was news to us as we
have long operated under the
assumption that the United
States is composed of but 50
states. How, we wondered, did
that 51st state get by us? We
always thought we were keeping
on top of things, but maybe
we actually weren't.
According to what we were
reading, the least depressed
state, number one on the list,
was South Dakota. The most
depressed state, Utah, was
number 51 on the list. We
found that we had to read the
entire list twice before we realized
that the District of Columbia
was included on it. We
then had to wonder when the
District of Columbia had become
a state. We didn't seem
to recall that having happened.
On the contrary we
long remember all the concerns
about voters in the District
of Columbia who did not
share the voting rights of other
citizens who actually lived
in real states. We tended to
find the whole thing rather depressing
which depressed us
as we feared New York might
well be in jeopardy slipping
from its spot on the list at
number 19.
We then found ourselves
puzzling over the new Christmas
lights on Main Street. We
know from our reading of the
paper that they are deemed to
be much more energy efficient
than the lights of years past.
And that is to the good. But
what we don't understand is,
that if we are concerned about
saving energy, why the lights,
as well as their attendant
street lamps, are on all the
time. Logic would then seem
to tell us that the full benefit
of the energy saving lights is
not being fully realized. Or
have we missed something
here? Perhaps our mind is not
what it used to be.
We then discovered we had
great trouble using the Verizon
telephone directory. We
hunted and hunted in our new
December 2007 edition for the
telephone number of the Cooperstown
Post Office. We never
found it. Nor can we locate
the number for the local
branch of Key Bank. We
thought we were really slipping
until someone else mentioned
they too were having
trouble finding numbers in the
telephone directory. Fortunately,
we still have our 1999-
2000 edition of the Bell Atlantic
telephone directory which
contains the numbers for both
the post office and Key Bank.
We are not certain, but we
think this problem is the telephone
directory and not us. Or
has someone been able to locate
these two numbers in the
recent directory? Please let us
know so we judge our impending
decline.
After all of that we became
concerned that our hearing
was going. We discovered the
day before our birthday our
sister had left a message on
our answering machine which
featured her singing "Happy
Birthday." Unfortunately, we
thought she sang "Happy
birthday dear Lee" which we
found puzzling as it was our
birthday and not our brother
Lee's birthday. When we
quizzed her about it, she
claimed that she had actually
sung "Happy birthday a day
early," as she realized midsong
that she was indeed recording
this concert on our answering
machine the day
before our birthday. But we
must say that what she sang
is not what we heard. The following
day, however, when
she reprised the concert, she
was very clear to sing "Happy
birthday dear Catherine,
that's C-A-T-H-E-R-I-N-E"
which we must admit we understood
quite plainly. So we
are hopeful that our problem
was really her singing and not
our hearing.
Then of course, the Ohio
contingency sent us a card
which was addressed to "Mater
‘I'm 60!' Ellsworth." This
we thought was not helpful at
all in trying to keep our natal
day under wraps. Nor was the
card inside the envelope particularly
uplifting. Next to a
drawing of a gecko, it said
"He," with an arrow pointing
to the gecko, "can save you a
bunch on car insurance!" Inside
the card read "But he
can't do squat about your age."
Of course, since that is true,
we decided we could but laugh
as it definitely beats crying
which we thought to be our
other option. Fortunately, the
rest of the cards we received
were most pleasant with our
favorite having to have been
from our brother and sister-inlaw
who sent a card which
said, "Don't be ridiculous. Of
course you don't look your
age." He has always been our
favorite brother. The fact that
he is our only brother is beside
the point.
In closing, the one area in
which we have decided we are
definitely not slipping is our
ability to recognize good food
when we eat it. The highlight
of our natal day was a party,
hosted by Diane and Joe Koffer
of Hartwick. Family and
friends alike were treated to a
sumptuous repast followed by
what can only be described as
dessert overload. Never in our
60 years have we been feted by
such a feast. Our thanks go to
Diane and Joe for their delicious
generosity and to everyone
else for helping us eat it.
We remain,
In these Otsego hills,
The Ellsworths
The Ellsworths may be
reached by mail at 105 Pioneer
St., Cooperstown, N.Y.
13326, by telephone at 547-
8124 or by e-mail at
cellsworth1@stny.rr.com.
They look forward to hearing
from you.
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