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  • Most people are gearing up to celebrate Mother's Day. Over here, I am wondering what to do on Motherless Day, which is followed next month by Fatherless Day.

    Of course, I am never motherless nor fatherless; they are always with me even if not in the physical world.
  • Shared in en email, Meg sent a link to her "Watch This" Cowbird.

    Ahhhh, the sense of strength and old craftsmanship in her mother's watch band.

    I need a watch.
  • My trusty watch is Out of Commission. Purchased in a time when I could spend money on such a thing, it's been around the world, banged up on hiking trips, soaked in tropical rain. It never needs a battery nor winding.

    Two years ago the knob stopped operating; I could twiddle to set the time, but not the date. I had to take it to a special repair shop in Mesa, Arizona (the conversation with the daughter of the man who originally opened the shop is another Cowbird story).

    But this winter in Canada, the knob somehow escaped! My watch was stuck on then Pacific Time, which, with daily savings, is now Mountain Time. It's not useful.

    It's not been bad being watchless. I rely on clocks and my mobile phone.
  • But Meg reminds me I have a special watch (if I can find it, I am hoping it is in my safety deposit box).

    The watch was given to my Dad upon his retirement from Baltimore Contractors (he left for a US Government job), but his path there is a story of unmet parental expectations, challenges in school, a few failed career efforts, taking distance learning courses (when that was done via the postal system), but finally finding his own way into a field he found success.

    While I am looking for Dad's watch, I do have its photo on flickr. From there I know the inscription on the back says:

    Morris Levine
    For Faithful Service
    Baltimore Contractors, Inc
    Victor Frenkil, President
    December 1969


    The date was rubbed out, that was my best guess.
  • So now I am not doing the work I ought to (including working on Meg's web site!) because I have to satisfy this story itch.

    Now I have to find that watch, wind it up, and feel it's soft feeling of that metal band on my wrist. The one that touched Dad's wrist.

    And while at it, I might even go more retro-- also in the safety deposit box are two of my grandfather's pocket watch (a man I never knew, he died before I arrived). It does not work, but I do know a repair shop...
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