We’ve now officially passed the post number of the year I was born – 1951. From this point on, I will relate both historical and personal perspectives in my daily ramblings as we move towards the Twenty-First century and beyond. Eisenhower was elected President in 1952 over Adlai Stevenson, ending a string of Democratic Party wins dating back to 1932 and the term of President Harry S. Truman. As I came kicking and screaming into the world, America was changing. My adopted parents had settled into a bungalow in Elkhart, Indiana where they were required to provide me my own room. Social services personnel were required to check on my well being. Obviously, I was being raised as a spoiled brat, while my parents were undoubtedly scared that they agency might take me back. Knowing the kind of people they were, there was no need to be paranoid, while I was the beneficiary of this coddling. 

I’m starting to get things positioned in my new office cabinets. Lots of stuff was stored in the closets and our garage that now have a home on these shelves. It has accent lights that change color and glass storage enclosures at the top, similar to what I had back in our Portland home. I have notebooks full of baseball cards, sports memorabilia, binders filled with poems, personal documents, pictures, and documents to situate. Some of these can be hidden behind cabinet doors. All my autographed books can now be properly displayed, along with signed baseball, footballs, and basketballs. The racing helmet, cash register, and ukulele will also soon have prominent places of honor. Plus, my wife’s piano music, photos, Broadway playbills, and other keepsakes will finally have a suitable home. It’s time to get organized!