PARTLY NONSENSE- Grills seem to rust out on Dad’s Day

ORIGINALLY WRITTEN JOEL KLAASSEN
Father’s Day and barbecue grills. My grills always rust out about this time of year. But not every year, thankfully.

I’m hoping this is the year for another new one. The last time I grilled, I opened the lid and the whole thing tilted backward, almost costing us dinner.

My grills might last longer if I kept them out of the weather. Maybe I’ll be more careful with the next one.

Father’s Day is really much more than grills. Looking back, our kids have been out of the house now about as long as they were in it. Life goes so fast. I often wish I would have spent more time with them then instead of working all of the time. Yes, it goes really fast.

I’ve always liked being a dad and always will. I look forward to calls from my children no matter the reason or the time. It’s especially gratifying when they ask for my advice. And a lot of times it’s probably worth what it costs them.

Parkside Homes is leading the way for the culture change in elderly care with the dedication Sunday of its new Park Homes on its Hillsboro campus. If I understood correctly, no other facility in Kansas, and very few in the country, offer a home built specifically for home-like amenities and care. Congratulations to Lu Janzen, chief executive officer, and the hundreds of others who made it happen.

It has extra significance for our family, as our mother will be a pioneer resident when it officially begins operation sometime in July.

I was killing time at the city office, waiting for the library to open, and noticed the library is asking for magazines to be donated if the magazines aren’t older than one year. They have a box right outside the door in which to place them.

It’s kind of like pre-recycling.

Don’t you think sliced fruit tastes much better than eating it whole? I’ve always sliced bananas the short way, but thought it was time to slice the other way and make banana spears.

Last week on the way to Wichita for an appointment, we had a near wreck seven miles south on Indigo.

An SUV was coming from the west and it appeared as if it was stopping, but it didn’t. I swerved to the left because I had no time to stop, and just got past before the other vehicle was in the roadway.

It was a heart-pounding experience. My arms went limp and I didn’t feel normal until about Walton.

Driving a car is really a full-time job and not just something you do between here and there. The lesson here is to be vigilant at all times when driving down the road.

I have a new hobby, but I haven’t started it yet. It came to me this weekend that it’s time for me to learn how to transfer the music I own on cassette and LP to digital files that I can play on iTunes or an iPod. I have so much music to transfer that it could take me the rest of my life to get it done.

But I think it would make me happy while making it happen.

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