Nice Weather


Nice Weather
 
12/4/11 Master Po continue to grow old in not so graceful manner.
Today, Mrs. Po put very nice Christmas sweater on, and we attend church service together. Funny thing about attending church service with Mrs. Po – if I attend, always a miracle follows – we have no fight. But if I miss service, it seem God punish the hell out of me, and Mrs. Po can’t control her anger and we have tiny, ever so slight arguments. This scenario never fail, so Master Po try to go to as many services as he can. If world leaders in Mid East attend service with Mrs. Po, there would be no more war in this world. Will suggest to the United Nations this idea tomorrow.

This day, attending church has bonus!!! Master Po get free ear piercing during service. No, not ear lobes, but ear drums.

First Master Po notice lead singer’s voice is harsh on his aging ears. Singer is very, very good, but remember, his ears are very, very sensitive to loud sounds because sense of hearing is pathetic. He pretend that ear itches and places finger gently in good ear to stop sound. Too late, damage already done – and then bad ear suffer even more damage. To me, singer release decibels similar to fire alarm, but at frequency that dolphins would envy. I feel urge to howl like Labrador retriever when siren go off here in town. But I bite my lip, and control myself. I don’t want to have church attendance back fire and have fight with Mrs. Po.
Later we take Master Po’s father out to eat at his favorite Chinese restaurant, Main Moon in Honorable Richland. Master Po’s dad even have worse time hearing than me, and he get mixed up now and then too. He 87 years old. He say, at top of his voice in Main Moon, “I hope the Mexican behind the counter isn’t doing the stir fry today, because he makes it too spicy and hot.” I have no trouble hearing this because he use very loud voice everywhere he go. And of course, there is no Mexican behind counter, only Chinese workers everywhere. I immediately think someday, if Master Po live long enough, he will be just like great grand pappy Po and ears will be totally useless.
Conclusion to deaf story - Mrs. Po say during meal, “I wonder how long this sweater will last.” And I reply nicely, “It depends on how often you wear it.” Mrs. Po look at me like I am from Neptune, and repeat even louder, “ I said, I wonder how long this nice weather will last.” My ears are already totally useless.

My Roots - The Potchaks - circa 1927

My Roots - The Potchaks - circa 1927
From Left: Son, Steve - Dad, Frank - Mom, Anastasia (Makar) - Sons; John, Mike, Frank, Chuck (Author's Dad) - Twins, Pete & Mary - Daughter, Catherine. Photo taken in Wilmore, PA