IT"S BEEN TWO YEARS

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My best friend, my wife Norma left me two years ago today. The photo  was taken during a fishing trip to Canada, in a pouring rain and she had just caught the fish we were going to have for lunch.

The reason I love this picture is because of the great look on her face, even in a heavy downpour.

During the past two years I've had to retire from my sales job at Hendrick Toyota because of my inability to walk or stand for long periods. I had help in getting cars but it was harder to do my job. I couldn't work the hours necessary to do the job. 

My Doctor suggested that I stop driving and since my lease was almost over, I turned in my great Avalon with only 20,000 miles, I loved that car.

I moved in to a new apartment at Mission Chateau that has everything necessary to keep me happy and fit. However, due to a change in Chemo I became so weak, I could not walk unassisted.

I spent 3 days in the hospital and now I'm in a rehab facility, Stratford Commons for another week or until they feel I can go back to living by myself, but I'm getting stronger every day.

Not having to go to work everyday is very hard to get used to after working steadily my entire life.

Not to bore you with my problems I'll finish this blog with a promise of many more in the future months.

I'VE GOT WHAT??

I'll try and start the story as it happened. About 12:30 am one morning  I woke up with a heavy pressure on my chest, it felt like a 500 pound boulder. I tried to take a few deep breathes but I couldn't.

I laid there, not sure what to do. I had a 9am appointment with my cardiologist that morning and hoped that I could wait out the night. I know that it was my imagination but I heard my deceased wife Norma screaming at me, "What are you waiting for, you live right across the street from the Emergency room at St. Luke's South, get your ass across the street."

"OK, OK stop being such a nudge." (nag)

I got in my car and drove to the Emergency room and attempted to check in but they saw I was in distress and took me right in. "Who brought you here, the nurse asked, I drove myself," I answered, and all she could do was shake her head.  

They did all kinds of tests and scans and told me that I wasn't having a heart attack, my vitals were fine But, and here it comes, "You have spots on your liver and we don't know if it's Cancer or something else," from the ER doctor. He made an appointment for me the following day at the main hospital to meet with a Liver specialist for further exams.

After a series of tests, my Herpetologist and the Cancer committee determined that I had Liver Cancer, I have two large spots and three smaller markers. As you read this, please do not feel sorry for me, I'm in no pain and I'm in the care of a wonderful Liver Cancer specialist. I ask you to not give me hugs (doctors' orders to avoid hugs and contagious with colds) when you see me  or start a conversation concerning my condition-- that is not the reason for this blog.

You must know I appreciate your concern, but sympathy is not what I'm seeking in this essay. How about, " Hi, Ron how are you doing? or "Good to see you."

I'm taking Chemo orally, handling it well and still going to work every day. My daughter and son are making sure that I'm doing all the right things, in fact, my daughter put an app on my phone that goes off every thirty minutes reminding me to drink water, 64oz. a day and she accompanies me to all my appointments.

My bone scan is good and I see my EGD Doctor for treatments once a month where he's been inserting rubber bands in my esophagas, something about stopping blood flow to someplace. All in all I'm doing very well, I have wonderful support from family and friends and my Rabbi has been terrific.

I am not a candidate for a transplant so all they are doing is trying to keep the Cancer from growing and spreading, so far so good.

Best of all, my boss' at Hendrick Toyota have been very supportive and allow me to come and go whenever necessary.

So please, keep smiling and say a prayer whenever you think of me but remember this, I'm going to be around for a long time, after all, I have to go to work tomorrow.

THE BOX

I just returned from a vacation of two weeks that included a week in Hawaii and a week in Los Angeles.

I'll explain the reason for the title as I go along. As many of you know I lost my wife and best friend of 32 years to Leukemia just over 6 months ago.

l know that those of you that have lost loved ones have and are experiencing the same feelings.

I thought if I took this time off it might help. It didn't until I experienced the BOX. My nieces, Jill and Faith Soloway, the creators of the hit Amazon show "Transparent" could not attend the funeral but thought it would be nice to send me an all expense paid trip to Hollywood.

To try and truly explain my trip would really be an impossible task, but I'll try my best. I'll just say unbelievable or maybe outstanding or indescribable, but what they did was treat me like a movie star. 

Picking me up at the airport in a limo, taking me to the Hilton at Universal Studios hotel and putting me in a beautiful room overlooking the city. They also gave me a small speaking part in Episode One of Season Four.

Explanation of the title of this blog will follow shortly. My scene was being shot on location at a church, inside and out.

Arriving there, I was escorted back to a trailer with my character's name on it. I was then brought clothes I was to wear for my scene. Then onto makeup and hair. I couldn't believe what I was experiencing, I was actually getting the star treatment.

My nieces introduced me to everyone as Uncle Ronnie and that stuck with me during the whole week. Amy Landecker, Gaby Hoffmann and Jay Duplass were three of the main characters that I met who would also appear in my brief but exciting scene that was being shot that day. 

Now this, those of you that know me might get a kick out of what my character is taking part in: a meeting for sex and love addicts and I had to talk about my addiction. OK, stop it, I can hear the smirks, it was a part in the show.

They had food catered the entire day available to all that were part of the production. Practically anything you wanted was available. I was also provided a driver that was at my disposal for the entire week of my stay. She was a very pretty young lady whose name is Lee and was waiting on me like a mother hen. "Can I get you something to eat or drink?"-- she couldn't do enough for me.

The next day Lee drove me to Paramount Studios where the show is being shot on various stages. Now comes the BOX. I believe it's something originated by my niece Jill and I'll try my best to describe what it is.

Anyone on the crew, from the actors, writers, producers, grips, sound people, everyone is included. Instead of handshaking, hugs are recommended and you can choose to stand on this actual box surrounded by 100 or more people and say what's on your mind.

I could actually feel the bonding that was going on. They spoke of personal things that were going on in their families, words of thankfulness and words of encouragement. At the end, they clapped, hugged and went back to work.

The remainder of the day was spent watching my niece Jill directing every aspect of the shooting with help from her assistant directors; that alone was worth seeing. Never in my life did I ever think about the work that goes into a production. 

I also met the great Jeffrey Tambor, the main character of the show and the most beautiful person, Judith Light.

The next day I was asked to get on the BOX. I did with very little hesitation. I wanted to tell everyone there how they had made me feel. I'll try my best to repeat what I said at the time but it went something like this: 

"My wife and best friend Norma was stricken with Leukemia and passed away this last August. I've been trying everything to keep busy, from writing my second book to watching sports and going to work every day, and thank goodness for all of my close friends and family that try to keep me occupied. You always believe that the male will go first but it was not to be, when the cancer is too far along you do the best you can to make your partner comfortable.

 "But I've been in this dark fog, not knowing my direction, until this week when I met all of you. I believe this week has taken me out of the fog and back into the sun and I can't thank you enough. My healing has taken a giant step forward.

"I had no intention of making anybody cry but I know that you feel my pain and wish me the best. It doesn't get easier but maybe you can slow it down, I'm trying."

It seemed as if being a part of this group that accepts everyone regardless of who they are was a wonderful thing to watch and to be included. After getting off the BOX, I was hugged by many in the circle that thanked me for sharing.

There is no way that I can thank Jill and Faith for giving me the opportunity to be a part of their production and have a smile from ear to ear during the whole week. Nieces, when and if you are in need of my meager talent, I'm available.

I honestly believe that Jill and Faith, by doing "Transparent" have changed the way that many people think. Acceptance may hopefully become the norm.

Before Los Angeles, I spent a week of my vacation on the island of Oahu in Waikiki Beach, just steps from my apartment where I lived over 30 years ago. I visited Schofield Barracks where I was stationed during my service time in the 50s, the Arizona Memorial in Pearl Harbor, the north shore to watch some amazing surfers, the Pali lookout, and every other major attraction on the island.

 I went deep sea fishing and caught, but could not bring in, an 80- pound yellowfin tuna. My arms and shoulders gave out after 15 or so minutes and the crew had to finish the job. Age and replacement parts had taken their toll.

Hawaii is as beautiful as I remembered and I still have fond memories of my time in the islands.

After reading this blog, please check one of the boxes below. Have a beautiful life and send me business.
 

A REPEAT

Saturday, December 19, 2009

RONNIEISMS

AS TIME GOES BYE
During the last couple of weeks I've constantly heard the phrase "Where has the year gone?" "It seems that it was only a month or so ago when they turned out the Plaza Lights." Even my adult children are experiencing the fast way that time seems to travel. "Dad, I can't believe you've been married over 25 years." Seven years longer than my first marriage that ended in 1974 after 18 years. "You're going to be how old?"

These last 25 years, with my extended family have been beyond expectation. We've watched our children have children who seem to grow taller by the second and become more beautiful and handsome every day. When each child was a toddler I taught them all my simple phrase. "Who loves you?" answered, "You do", "How much", "too much", and to this day we still use it. Just hearing it brings a great big smile to my face and the fact that they remember. 

Time is a precious thing and it's a shame the way some people abuse it by pushing aside a time in their life to accomplish their goals. After my discharge from the Army I was planning to go back to college to get a law degree. But as a poor excuse and probably a lazy one, I went to work to support my new family instead of fullfilling one of my life goals. Looking back, I still regret that I didn't take advantage of the GI Bill to continue my formal education. It was over 50 years ago and I did accomplish many things that I never knew that I could.

The NIKE ad that says DO IT NOW, is true. Look to tomorrow and do it now because before you know it, tomorrow is here. So as time flitters away, enjoy every day with your family, your friends and make the best of what you have. We've all shared deaths in our families, even more so since we've become the Sr. generation but time goes on as does life. Do away with the petty arguments that keep families apart. Learn to forgive so you can enjoy life without bitterness.

I'm not trying to preach but with age comes a little of life experiences that you hope to pass on to those younger. My biggest problems these days is waking up 3 times a night to relieve myself, it's much better than reverting to childhood and not getting out of bed. Going back to sleep is getting harder because my past life starts flashing through my mind as if I were in a movie. As the expression goes, "It's better than the alternative" The alternative being death or senility. I now have a fourth generation in my family, my great grandson Connor who will continue the Shapiro name. Maybe some day he can look back and see where his family came from and see the resemblance he has to those before him.

I'll end this diatribe with a simple edict to enjoy your life, count your blessings and if your name is not in the obituaries, you can shave.

CONNOR WILL SOON BE 12, BUT JUST AS 

HANDSOME.

HELLO, I'M HOME

Every night when I come in the door, I announce my presence. But now, there's no response.

It's been 13 weeks since I lost my best friend and wife of 32 years. I say my best friend because we did everything together, even watching the Royals, Chiefs and KU basketball games. She started watching when she saw how much I enjoyed the games and eventually became a fan with me. 

I'm still trying to cope with my loss but it's not getting better as everyone has told me that it would be. Besides, not hearing her voice or seeing her, adds to my depression which I try to cover up, but do a lousy job.

Many of my customers that come by my desk to say hello always ask how she is doing and when I tell them that she passed away I can see the sadness in their eyes and most are at a loss for words on how to express their feelings. I try putting them at ease telling them how much I appreciate their thoughts but my mind goes into immediate reminders of what she meant to me, our children and great family and I can feel the lump in my throat trying to stifle the upcoming sadness.

 Going home or going to the grocery brings on more of the same questions. What can I buy that doesn't require cooking, so I end up getting a microwave meal or some kind of deli. Time, time is the answer but I really doubt if I'll be whole again.

I can't sleep more than three hours before I leave the bed for the recliner and try to finish sleeping for the night. She's not there when I reach out.

This week I'll be with the family for Thanksgiving and I know it will be hard on us all. I hope I can keep it together, I want this to be a great family get together just as she would want it to be.

I know this is sort of repetitive but trying to put into words my true feelings is not that easy for me, so please excuse my attempt of remembering the love of my life. Please have a Happy Thanksgiving and stay well.

HOW YA DOIN?

I feel like saying, "How the Hell do you think I'm feeling?" But, I don't, I know that the person asking the question is genuinely interested in my well being,

I'm actually feeling pretty shitty, I miss my honey more than anyone can imagine.

Everyone keeps telling me, it's normal to feel that way but it will get better. It's also OK  to cry, there's nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. I know all that, I'm old, not stupid.

There are a couple of things that help, ie; watching sporting events where I get totally engrossed in the game. I still watch all of the Royals games and now the Chiefs and soon, KU basketball. The other thing that helps a lot is working. Going to work everyday and being around all the sales people including management that treat me like royalty. They can't do enough for me. What a great bunch of people.

The toughest as you can imagine is going home to an empty apartment. My support group of friends and family have been wonderful. I only wish I could find a pill that would allow me to sleep a full night.

I apologize if this sounds like too much "whoa is me" or looking for sympathy but its how I feel and I guess by getting it off my chest I will feel better, if I do, I'll let you know.

One way to make feel better is to come into Hendrick Toyota and buy a car from ME.

To many of my friends, I wish you all a Happy New Year.

IT'S HARD TO SAY GOODBYE

How do I say goodbye to  the most important person  in my life?

Norma and I were married for the best 32 years of my life.

Besides being my wife she was my very best friend. We shared everything together, especially laughter on a daily basis, because it was my pleasure to see her smile every single day, and I accomplished that feat. Our love was unbelievable.

When I tell people how we never went to sleep without expressing our love for each other always ending in "I love you more." Followed with a kiss.
Even when we were apart we made sure we spoke and conveyed our love. 

 She was the bravest person I've ever known. When she was diagnosed with AML Leukemia seven months ago, she never complained "why me". She knew at the outset, what her life expectancy was and lived her life with no crying and thank goodness, no pain.

My best friend and the biggest part of my life is gone.
I ask myself, how will I live without her, without her lying next to me, feeling her warmth against my body.

I remember all the great times we had together, all the fun things we did with our many wonderful friends, the cruises, fishing in Canada, trips to Las Vegas and the Ozarks, the time we spent on the Hawaiian cruise that had no casino, our Wednesday night dinner group and our football buddies. Those memories will stay with me forever.

Whenever we attended a wedding I would always  wish the bride and groom that they would have the marriage that we have.

All of our good times I hope will overshadow the constant tears flowing from my body. 

At one time or another we all lose a loved one and eventually, in time, it gets easier.

I'm sure it will for me too but dammit, it's hard to say goodbye.

Be at peace my love and thank you for the greatest 32 years of my life, our extended family and going from Shapiro to Shapiro.

A BIG THANK YOU

For the last seven months or so I've been taking my wife Norma to St. Lukes South hospital for her Chemo and transfusions.
 
This blog is a heartfelt thank you to the staff that took care of my wife. I especially want to thank her Oncologist Dr. Gaur and his great nurse Kim. They always gave Norma the feeling that she was someone special and not just another patient. They were always upfront and honest from the very first day. Alyssa in the front office always made sure I received the information requested and followed up.

Two very special nurses also deserve my eternal gratitude for the love and care they showed to Norma, including a personal hug, Michelle and Marilyn in the oncology department on the fifth floor. They could not do more than they did to make her comfortable and at ease during her visits.

Downstairs in the Short Stay department where she received her blood transfusions, a big "Thank You" goes out to Laine and her associates for their great care.

The nurses in the ICU department, especially Jason, were unbelievably caring and professional. I can't remember everyone's name because I'm old but St. Lukes South should be proud of the way their staff represents the hospital.

Norma is now at KC Hospice another great place.

I will try to keep you updated on her condition but she's comfortable and experiencing no pain.

TODAY IS THE DAY

Another bionic added to my body. By tonight, barring complications, I'll have a new left shoulder. 

Originally scheduled for 8am, canceled, then rescheduled to 4pm. looking forward to having pain removed after a year of procrastination. Not that I plan on pitching or playing golf, both of which I don't do, but being able to go through a day without constant shoulder pain.

The hardest thing is going without food since midnight and no water since 4am, being diabetic doesn't help. I don't mean to sound like I'm complaining, which I am, but waiting all day is not fun. The only good part is that I get to spend a good part of the day with my wife.

What a woman, she's going through this tough part of her life with an unbelievable attitude, one that will pull her through this shitty leukemia.

As I've mentioned before, her support group of friends and family are outstanding. Without asking, they volunteer, she considers herself so lucky to have them around. Because of all their help, I'm able to still go to work 40 plus hours every week. 

Please keep me in mind if you are in the market for a new or used car. Excuse the commercial break.

My second book , now titled THE NEBISH, which may change, should be finished in just a few months. It's not a memoir like my first, MAKING HAPPY, but a fun detective story and definitely fiction.

We just celebrated our 32nd anniversary and our love is as strong as day one and if possible, better by the day. 

I will now return to my recliner trying not to think of food, which is impossible because of the constant food commercials on TV. Until the next blog, stay well.

MY WIFE'S SUPPORT GROUP

It's hard for me to put into words my thoughts about my family and my wife's friends. The family members all try to pitch in as much as they can and do a wonderful job.

This blog is really about her girl friends or should I say lady friends. I believe girl friends is more appropriate because they volunteer to help regardless of the time they have to spend. They call and ask,"What can I do today or can I have a day next week."

For years, my wife has been one of those offering her time with friends in need and now she is the one  requiring some help. They take her to lunch or shopping when she has the strength. They will take her for her twice weekly blood draws or five weekly chemo injections, that often turn into hours instead of minutes. But most important is their time they spend with her without feeling that they are someone special and just being a good friend. 

All of these women cannot be thanked enough by myself or Norma. They bring in food so she'll have something to eat even though her taste buds have changed and she eats not nearly enough, but she tries.

Her doctor's nurse is also one of a kind. She communicates when necessary and also when not expected. "How is she doing today?" she will ask. If her Hemoglobin count is low she will arrange a transfusion to help keep her strength up.

I can't really put into words the feeling I have for those friends that give of their time to be with her so I can go to work. If not for her support group I don't know what we would do. She has absolutely turned down having a helper come into our apartment or going to an assisted living facility. Her attitude is great and she is positive that she will beat this terrible disease and we know she will.

Without hurting any one's feelings I have to mention one person who has gone above and beyond. She spends more time with Norma than she does with her own family. She can be counted on with just a moments notice. She is more than a friend, she is truly family and I don't know what we would do without her. Carol W., we love you.

Her oncologist believes we are heading in the right direction so the news is getting better. Most of all, she is asking for something to eat which is a good sign.

Thanks to all of you that care.

THIS YEAR IS ALMOST GONE

It seems like just a month or so ago that we were celebrating New Year 2015.

But here we are a month away from a new year, cooler weather and hopefully a good end of the year in the car business. I've had many clients make plans for end of the year purchases, I just keep calling to remind them.

We're still having massive discounts on the remaining 2015 models i.e.; Camrys, Corollas, Rav4s, Avalons and Prius'. Sorry for the commercial but Mr. Hendrick made me do it.

My niece Jill Soloways show Transparent, on the Amazon network starts it's second season this coming week. Jill is in Germany this week promoting her show.

With all the diversity in my family, we'll be celebrating all the holidays this month. Our table is now the United Nations and it's wonderful. Our grandchildren and great grandchildren are truly experiencing a family of different religions but one God.

The only negative is that my Grandson Brad and his family are in the Chicago area and we don't see them enough. My sister is also now in Chicago but does try to spend as much time with her daughters Faith and Jill.

We're still planning on moving to our new apartment in the Sorrento complex as soon as our new place is ready for occupancy, hopefully before the first of the year.

My life revolves around my work, my family and the sports seasons. Congratulations to the Royals for a fantastic year and maybe the Chiefs can finish strong but now my Jayhawks will take over my
Ybeing, so far they look awfully good.

I'm now in the middle of my 4th year in the car business and my referrals and return customers are coming in asking for me. Most people believe that car salesmen are the devil and hate purchasing a car but those that know me know of my ethics. I will do anything I can to make sure that my clients get a good, good,good deal and I will do anything that's not illegal or immoral to help them although the immoral is negotiable. Kidding, just had to throw that last bit in.

Be sure to check one of the boxes below after reading and have a healthy and happy holiday. Also don't forget, my memoir "Making Happy" is now available on Kindle but if you want an autographed copy, call or email me at "ronshap@msn.com.

My father Irv in the 40s, notice the resemblance.

I MUST BE HAVING FUN

As the years go bye and you find yourself repeating many times "Where have the years gone?"
People are constantly asking me the same question "Why are you still working at your age?"

My answer is always the same, "I enjoy what I do," I remember my Father telling me when I was a child to always enjoy my job, treat it as your own business and NEVER burn your bridges.

I must admit though, some mornings are becoming a little tougher to get out of bed with the vigor of my youth. As I've mentioned in the past, my mind and body are two totally different entities. My mind keeps telling me that I can do the things I've done all my life but when I try, it's become almost impossible to do the simplest of activities. I swear my mind is only 65 but my body is my actual age of 80. 

My mind tells me to bend over and tie my shoes, easy right, not anymore. I hear myself thinking that I can run since it's starting to rain, no way, all that moves is the mind, feet don't want to follow.

The only actual exercise I get is walking the lot, that I do in short spurts, 20 feet then rest. So with all this bitching, why do I still enjoy my job, why do I look forward to going to work. Naturally the money is a nice part but my honey keeps reminding me that she married me for love, not lunch.

A few weeks ago I received a call from my doctor, which was a shock, he never calls. "Is there something wrong I asked?" "No, he said, your tests came back and I had to tell you how proud I am that you're taking such good care of yourself, whatever you're doing, keep it up." I asked him if all my numbers are so good, why do I hurt so much. "Because you're 80 years old, that's why," he answered with a chuckle.

I'm very lucky to have many clients that enjoy working with me, we have a good time together, some buy and others do not, but we do have a good time and most that do not buy, do come back or recommend me to their friends.

I'm always asked, "why are you always smiling?" my pat answer is, because I woke up, read the obituaries and my name wasn't listed, so I shaved and came to work.  So, keep on smiling and come and buy a car.

LIFE GOES ON

This has been a tough week. I've lost two friends this week, both to Cancer. My friend Angelo lost his battle this week, his funeral was Wednesday. Angelo was my age, had a wonderful life and a great family. I'm glad that he's out of pain and may he rest in peace.

My friend Sue passed away this week after fighting a return of her Cancer. Sue and her husband Dave were close friends that spent a lot of time with Norma and me. We took trips together to Florida, Hawaii and day trips on weekends. We also spent time at their great lake house in the Ozarks where they invited our group for some great times. After Dave passed away Sue remained with our group for our Wednesday night dinners and our AK football group. She too will be missed but she is back with her wonderful husband Dave.

Work has been hectic as usual but my hours are starting to come down and hopefully soon my average should be closer to 45 rather than 50 hours a week. So all of you that read these blogs, please consider me for your next automobile purchase or recommend me to someone you know that's in the market.

I still enjoy coming to work and meeting new people everyday. For me, that's the most exciting part of this job. I seem to have a good time with my clients even if they don't buy from me. The sad part is that those people that end up buying elsewhere feel like they have to write and thank me, but they bought elsewhere. Not much I can do but congratulate them on their purchase and maybe next time they'll purchase from me.

Last month was a good sales month for me and this month has started out strong, I just have to maintain and keep a smile on my face. One of my good friends, a young lady that is extremely talented (also an author or soon will be) left our company, trying to find herself. I'm sure she will. I wish her the best and hope that she will get rid of her negatives and become more positive.

My memoir "Making Happy" is now an Amazon Kindle book that has finally being read by a larger audience and my new book, a work of fiction should be finished in the next few months. Writing is a great way for me to express myself in a different format and hopefully, when finished I can get it published.

My niece Jill Soloway has started filming her second season of her Amazon show "Transparent" and has also been rewarded by Amazon, to do a third season, what a talent. Jill's sister Faith is also involved with the show as a writer. To think that they started out together doing a parody of the Real Life Brady Bunch at the Annoyance Theater in Chicago also starring Jane Lynch, their good friend and yes I did appear on stage for one of their shows, had four lines and messed those up, but it was fun.

My sister Elaine, the original wandering Jew is moving back to Chicago. I wish her much happiness in this next move.

My KU Jayhawks have been playing and winning in South Korea and to watch these physical games, they should be able to handle all comers this season. And what can I say about the Kansas City Royals, they seem to find ways to win and stay ahead in their division. Sporting KC, our soccer team is also doing great, what a great time for sports in Kansas City.

Until next time, keep smiling and stay well.

Ron or Ronnie or Ronald, call me what you wish but call me.

I THINK I'LL CHANGE MY NAME

This weekend is my 80th birthday and I've always been know as Ronnie. I think the name Ronnie is for a younger person.  I believe Ronald would be more fitting. I really don't remember anyone ever calling me by that name, it's always been Ron, Ronnie or Rapid, from the speed shop days.

  Even though I look younger (Mom's genes) than my actual age, I always manage to smile and thank people when they exclaim, "Oh my God, you don't look your age, I thought you were about 60." By introducing myself as Ronald they may think older than younger. Yes, you're right, who am I kidding, I love every minute when people tell me how good I look.

I remember the time about 35 years ago when I had just finished shaving and checking my punim (face) in the mirror and took a second look. "Who is that good looking guy staring back at me?" He has a great tan, and you could see some pecs on his chest. For someone who never thought that he was anything but plain looking, he was looking at a tanned, toned body. Still short but you can't have everything.

That morning changed the way I thought of myself. Not the old way, short, fat and ugly and his mother dressed him funny. I was reborn, a new man, I could do anything I started out to do and do it well. I could look at a women and have no fear of her puking at the site of me. But, still short.

So, what do I do with this new person? I was living and working in Hawaii at the time and I awoke every morning at 4am to start my 20 hour day.  So, what did I do, I got out of bed and went to work as usual, and believe it or not, I still enjoyed every day to the fullest, I was living the dream.

I'll have to get used to my wife calling me Ronald, which she has never done. All my friends and relatives will have to get used to my new name. As I repeat it a few times, I already feel older. I'll check the mirror next Monday morning to see if I do indeed look any older, probably not.

I just looked at my name plate that I've worn for these last four years and it says Ronald. It will be like my wife who did not have to change her last name almost 31 years ago, my name plate will stay the same.

                                                                              Today   1954                                                                                                          


                                  haven't changed much, have I?

MIXED FEELINGS

Tomorrow is a day of sorrow and happiness. An old friend, my age, passed away this week and his funeral is tomorrow. I'm sure that many of our mutual friends will be there and as we try to find familiar faces it reminds us of our ages and who among us will be next.

I had my conversations many years ago with the almighty and I told the voice that spoke to me, I was ready to go when he wanted me since I have lived a pretty wonderful life that's been full of adventure and excitement. 

I'm still here 30 years later and HE chose to enrich my life with Norma and my extended family. We all go through times of struggle and work to make it better as we go about our daily routines.

I've been luckier than most my age because I'm able to go to work everyday and more often than not, come home with a happy look on my face because I've made some people smile, whether they purchased a car from me or not.

Twice this week I've had people that purchased, thank me for making the buying experience much nicer than they had anticipated. They enjoyed being with me and had a wonderful experience during the buying process and the best part was the hug I received from the wives.

The sun is out and the weather is predicted to be in the 70's so hopefully everybody coming in will be in a buying mode.

The happy feeling for tomorrow is the Baptism of my tenth great grand child Luke, Kelly and Tyler Dryden's child. 

The day starts out on a sad note and the cycle of life continues with our new born.

I hope everyone has a happy and healthy day. Be sure to tell all your relatives and friends that you know someone that sells cars, all referrals are appreciated.  Ron

FIRST QUARTER IS GONE!

March is gone and April starts the next quarter. Recapping last month, probably the most important event was the birth of our 10th Great Grand Child, Luke James, to Kelly and Tyler Dryden.

My memoir "MAKING HAPPY" became available on Amazon Kindle and the response has been amazing. I'm still working on my second book "THE NEBBISH", should finish soon.

Connor , my first Great Grandchild had his 10th birthday in March, shown here holding his new brother Isaac, now a year old. The family keeps growing and getting older so fast that it's

hard to keep up with all the birthdays, thank G-d for Norma, she remembers everyone's birthday.

One of my good friends and managers, Brad Pointer has left the company for a position with another brand and I wish him the best. He was a large part of helping make me a better salesperson, even when we dis-agreed, he at least, listened.

March was also a great month for the dealership, we came in first in our city for sales in both New and Used cars. Toyota, a great brand. I'm still enjoying working although I am cutting down my hours, my old body isn't holding up like my brain says it should. 

The weather has finally started to warm up which makes it nicer to be outside and greet our clients when they drive up. They appreciate that we open the doors for them and offer a drink or popcorn. Our store is probably the largest in the area and is kept in immaculate shape. In June, we'll be in this building 3 years and I'll celebrate my fourth anniversary with Hendrick.

Next month, I celebrate another milestone, at least for me, my 80th birthday. I'm lucky that my brain doesn't let me behave my age. I'm still the jokester that enjoys my job and meeting new people everyday. I'll probably stop when it isn't fun going to work. The toughest time of day is trying to roll out of bed without making a sound. When Normie and I get up at the same time we have double oys (groans) in stereo. After reading the paper and checking the obituaries for my name and not seeing it, I can then shave.

Our Wednesday night dinner group is still meeting almost every week  even tho our group has gone from 20 to about 12 over the years due to the deaths of our friends who are really missed. There is not much else happening so I'll say Shaloha for now. Keep smiling.....  RON

BATTERIES RECHARGED, BACK TO WORK

Returned to work after two weeks at the beautiful home of the former MS CRUEL, Irene Goodman. A beautiful condo on singer Island overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. Waking each morning to a gorgeous sunrise and views of the ocean below with fish swimming just off shore, including a few small sharks.

Did practically nada, nothing but sit outside and finish reading three James Patterson novels while trying to absorb some Vitamin D into this old body. The weather was in the 70s and a little breezy on the 14th floor but there's nothing like it.

As usual, we ate at many fine restaurants as if the Russians were in the suburbs. The best delicatessens outside of New York or Chicago. The good news is that everything was delicious, the bad news, I gained 6 pounds.

Today I'm back to reality and freezing weather, too bad I couldn't have brought Florida temperatures back with me.

Last night we celebrated my Grandaughter Kylie's 16th birthday, proving once again that time is moving more rapidly every year. Next week I celebrate my Daughter Ilene's birthday. She was born a week or so after my Dad passed away at the age of 48, fifty seven years ago.

I'm sure that any or all of you that are on Facebook have heard about my Niece, Jill Soloway and her success at the Golden Globes, winning for her Amazon show TRANSPARENT and best actor Jeffrey Tambor and since then a Directors Guild Award. My sis moved to LA at the right time to also enjoy all the applause that her daughters are getting through the show's success.

I was fortunate enough to also catch a few of the KU Basketball games being shown on National TV, what more could I ask for? Winning POWERBALL Jackpot would be nice.

I FINALLY GOT IT UP!

I'm so excited, my memoir "MAKING HAPPY" is available on Amazon Kindle as an E book for only $3.99. What did you think I meant?

I originally had it published in June of 2009 and was like a parent watching his first child being born, although a different kind of excitement. I've received 3 small checks from Amazon over the years so you can see it's not a best seller and probably never will be.

I've gotten some pretty good reviews and one negative from a person I left out. He calls it self serving (it's a memoir) crap. Who else would it be about? He denied that he wrote it but a friend told me who it was.

I'm sure that many people that read it will not care for some of the content but what can I say, I wrote about those 10 unbelievable years and all of the good and bad experiences  that happened during that journey.

The book is not professionally edited so there are a few misprints, just a few, but not too bad.

I'm about half finished with my second book. It is fiction and hopefully I'll have it done soon, G-d willing. The title as of now is THE NEBBISH but may be changed by the time it's published. The fun in writing this book are the characters I've included from people I know by slightly changing their name or description but easily recognized as who they are.

I'm getting ready to leave on my yearly battery charging vacation in Florida at our friend Irene's absolutely beautiful condo overlooking the deep blue sea.

This Satuday, Jan. 24th, Amazon is offering a FREE day for anyone logging in to watch my niece Jill's show titled TRANSPARENT, check it out.

Until next time, please smile for me.

SO PROUD

My niece, Jill Soloway, my sister Elaine's daughter and Jill's sister Faith, I'm including all in their immediate clan, and the girl's MaPa have just won the Golden Globes for their comedy*** TRANSPARENT.

Jeffrey Tambor the actor that plays Maura also won for best actor. Two out of two isn't too shabby. When the winners were announced, the decibel level in our apartment beat the Guiness Record for noise level, I'm certain. 

Between our happy smiles and tears of joy we clapped and shouted. We were and still are overcome with joy. Not only for Jill but also my Sis Elaine and Faith, who is also a part of the show including writing and directing.

A funny thing just happened a few moments ago here at the dealership. I received a call from one of my clients to make an oil change appointment. She asked me about my knee since she purchased her car during my knee problems. Since I've been receiving all these calls about my niece I thought that's what she said and went into a complete rundown of the Golden Globes. 

Her response was a very subtle "that's nice" like what in the hell is he talking about. I then realized that she said knees not niece and explained my response. We both laughed about it.

I guess, I do have to have my hearing checked.

The plaudits for her show have been coming from all over the nation. I believe that if she wasn't already on the yellow brick road to stardom, she surely will be very soon. I can go on and on about everything she's been involved with over the past few years but you can Google her life story.

If you can get Amazon on your TV you can watch free for 30 days and check out her show. It's not for kids so make sure you watch after they've gone to bed.

The bitter cold we're experiencing is playing a major part on our daily numbers of clients shopping for cars. The weekends are still a little crazy but we need a few warmer days to get the people out of their comfortable homes.

Since gas prices have come down our Prius sales have really slowed. This is really a good time for people to come in for a Hybrid before the gas prices go back up, we're moving the metal.

Don't forget to mention me to anyone needing a vehicle, new or used.
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