July 20th, 2013 by Jan

It is the weekend, time for a different type of ramble.

So, I’ll say it outright, I love Facebook. I spend a lot of time on it and have gobs of fun on it. I am able to stay in touch with a friends from all over the world as well as from different times in my life. Every once in a while I even get into short conversations with friends of friends. I do my best to keep it light and fun.

I also belong to a few groups on the site, one is a buy and sell page on Bowen Island. It is a good place to get rid of stuff and it amazes me what others are trying to sell and worse what they are willing to buy. There is a martial arts group that should be called, “I have a big penis”, but it is called Internal Martial Arts instead. I stay with this one for the comments and discussion on the 40 chapters from the brown book, and ignore most of the other stuff posted.

I also belong to a group that is about Los Alamos, NM. Most of the folks in this group were raised in LA in the same time frame as me, between 1950 and 1970. They post photos from the past and talk about remember when. I’m a lurker on this site. But, today I had to get involved.

Someone posted a photo of the high school swimming pool back in the 60’s. Huge memories surfaced. My dad was the swimming teacher at that pool and taught most of the kids in Los Alamos how to swim during his teaching career. As it is on Facebook, folks made comments about their experience around the pool and the photo. Most were run of the mill – “I learned to swim there” or “Coach Hudson was my teacher.”

One lady posted that she hated swimming lessons, and used to run to the drug store across the street for my dad during class and get him coffee and cigarettes. Well, I called bullshit. She may have done a lot of things at that school, I know I did. But buying my dad smokes is not anything anyone ever did. Ever.

Maybe it was Abraham Lincoln that said, “You can’t believe everything you read on the internet.”
I have to go with Abe on this one!

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