A friend observed that my recent postings, like on racism, sounded like I am down in spirits. I have to admit that has been somewhat true recently, just feeling unmotivated. But I did know something that would pick up my spirits, visiting my 86 year old friend, veteran of civil rights movement.

When I got there she asked me about how to get over to ATT & T building. I asked why, since we had got her phone line reestablished. She said she needed another phone, which is true, since the ringer and sound on her present phone are low. I informed her that these days’ people purchased phones in retail stores not at the ATT & T. So we took a trip to “you know who” (Wal-Mart) to find a phone. We found a simple phone and it was ATT & T. After paying for the phone she asked one of the employees where some kind of peanuts were. I did not catch what kind of peanuts she was talking about but we were directed to the can goods section of the store. I thought we were in the wrong area for peanuts when she asked another staff person for ‘boiled peanuts’. Right there on the shelf were cans of boiled peanuts. I guess it is true that Wal-Mart has everything in it. She explained to me that her mother, who is still alive at 114 years old, in southern Florida used to boil peanuts for the family.

We went back to her house, set up the new phone, which had a stronger ring and a clearer sound. As I was ready to leave she asked me to open the can of boiled peanuts which I did. She offered me one and I had it. It was just a regular looking peanut that had been boiled. The taste was okay but I prefer the ones salted not boiled. She gave me a few for the road and I came home, refreshed from the boiled peanuts visit.

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