Saturday, December 31, 2011

What Are You Doing, New Year's Eve?


Nancy Wilson

Maybe it's much too early in the game
But I thought I'd ask you just the same
What are you doing New Year's
New Year's Eve?

Wonder whose arms will holds you good and tight
When it's exactly twelve o'clock that night
Welcoming in the New Year
New Year's Eve

Maybe I'm crazy to suppose
I'd ever be the one you chose
Out of a thousand invitations
You receive

But in case I stand one little chance
Here comes the jackpot question in advance
What are you doing New Year's
New Year's Eve?

But in case I stand one little chance
Here comes the jackpot question in advance
What are you doing New Year's
New Year's Eve?


Thursday, December 29, 2011

The Way You Were

I think that we honor ourselves by honoring our past.
-Unknown


There is always one member in each family who is the keeper of the family photos. My baby sister in Denver is that person in our family. While we were there for Thanksgiving she brought out all the family photos she had managed to hang on to through the years and we sat at her dinning room table perusing them. Some I remembered, some I had forgotten about, and some I had never seen before. Our older sister was with us and became a little upset when she realized that a lot of the photos were ones she did not have- like baby photos of herself, photos of our mother when she was young, and photos she had taken herself. I suggested that I take all the photos home and scan them into my computer and then have copies make from the digital images. I told her I wasn't sure how long it would take but that I would get copies of any photos she wanted to her. What I did not tell her was I was going to copy all the photos she herself had taken and as many of the photos of our mother as I could and then put them in a photo album and give the photo album to her for Christmas.

The above photo is one of the photos I copied and it shows my mother back in either Spring or Summer of 1968 when she was thirty-nine or forty years old. This I know because she is wearing both Ken Monfort and what looks like Hubert H Humphrey campaign buttons. Monfort was running for U.S Senate and Humphrey for U.S. President that year. If it is a Humphrey button then it would be Summer, sometime after Bobby Kennedy's assassination. The woman with her is Joy Boyd. She and her husband Joe were civil rights activists but since they both were African-Americans their involvement in the civil rights movement was more dangerous than my mother's involvement. This I learned the day Joy took us to her house.

The Boyd house was your basic brick 1950's ranch with a big picture window in the living room. When we stepped into the house we found Joy's daughter standing behind a ironing board ironing a blouse. I was surprised to see she was doing so with the living room drapes closed and all the living room lights on. I wondered why she didn't just open the drapes and iron in the sunlight but did not ask. I don't remember why we were there but I do remember that my baby sister, who was seven years old at the time, was with us. I also remember her getting bored and starting to play in the drapes; weaving in and out of them or just slipping between the shear curtains near the window and the heavier drapes behind. When Joy saw what she was doing she told her, in that voice grownups use when you are doing something wrong but they understand you don't know you are doing something wrong, to stay away from the window and out of the drapes because it wasn't a safe place to be. Then I understood why Joy's daughter was ironing with the lights on. Those drapes were never open because someone may try to shoot through the window.

But let's get back to the photo. I don't know who took this but I'd guess it was at some political event and from the size and feel of the original print by a photographer with one of the Denver newspapers. I love this photo because the clothes, the hair styles, and the jewelry so evoke the Sixties for me. Both of them look so happy, comfortable being with each other, and stylish in their big sunglasses. From the way Joy is looking at my mother I am sure my mother just said something that cracked them both up. I see my mother is wearing her wedding ring, a ring she wore even after my father died. She just switched it to her other hand. I am surprised to see she is wearing a bracelet as she hardly did so since her hand and wrist were so small most bracelets just fell off when she pointed her hand toward the floor. She must have been very happy when she found that bracelet.

This is one of my favorite photos of my mother because it captures her in a way most do not since she was never comfortable getting her photo taken. I think this may be the reason why the photographer gave her a copy since it captures a moment of truth. Neither knew they were being photographed and we are seeing them as they really were at that moment. Looking at it fills me with happiness.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

A Year Already?

1921 - 2010


Still missing you.

Monday, December 26, 2011

Holiday Snowman

I call this one, "Santa On My Mind"

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas, Everyone



Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year all our troubles will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
Next year all our troubles will be miles away

Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more

Someday soon we all will be together
If the fates allow
Until then we"ll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now

Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more

Someday soon we all will be together
If the fates allow
Until then we"ll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Hurry Christmas, Hurry Fast



(baboom baboom baboom baboom)
(baboom baboom baboom baboom)

Santa Baby,
Just slip a sable under the tree, for me
Been an awful good girl
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue
I'll wait up for you, dear
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you'll check off my Christmas list

Santa Baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot
Been an angel all year
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa honey, one little thing I really need, the deed
To a platinum mine
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex, and checks
Sign your 'x' on the line
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree, with some decorations bought at Tiffanys
I really do believe in you
Lets see if you believe in me

Santa Baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring
I don't mean on the phone
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry...tonight

Friday, December 23, 2011

All I Want For Christmas

The elementary school kindergartners (five-years-old) letters to Santa.

Dear Santa,
This is what I want for Christmas. I want a toy gun with darts. I think you will come though the wall since I don't have a chimney. I will leave you chocolate chip cookies and milk. Something else I want is a laptop. So good-bye. See you at Christmas.
Love,
Dodge

(Santa's magical, he can come through the wall.)

Dear Santa,
How are your reindeer? Have you been busy? How are the elves? This year I would like a Lala Loopsy doll, Barbie scooter and a Barbie 4-wheeler. You should come though my door. I will leave you cookies and milk. I will also leave carrots for the reindeer. Have a Merry Christmas!
Love,
Kaylee

(I guess that coming through the wall thing can be a little scary.)

Dear Santa,
I'm really excited for Christmas. I'm going to leave you milk and cookies, too. We will leave the door unlocked. I'd like a pillow pet, a blanket, a toy snack, and a little game and a book to read. I would like a movie. I am happy with whatever I get.
Love,
Nate

(I know Nate, he will be happy with whatever he gets.)

Dear Santa,
How does Rudolph's nose glow? I will leave you a big sugar cookie by the fireplace, milk and a pear for the reindeer. I'm very nice. What I would like for Christmas is a sled, cowboy hat and cowgirl belt. This is what I like to do on Christmas; decorate the tree, scoop snow off the sidewalk, and cook cookies.
Love,
Sidney

(Humm, I wonder if I could get Sidney to help me scoop snow off my sidewalk.)

Dear Santa,
This year I would like a hunting game for the Wii. How is Rudolph and the other reindeer? How are the elves? I will leave you chocolate chip cookies and white milk. I will be at the same place I was last year. I will leave some carrots for the reindeer. I would like a bigger saddle. I would like to have your address. I really hope I am on the nice list.
Love,
Colton

(Sweetie, you are all on the nice list.)

Dear Santa,
I want the biggest semi on earth, plus a 4-wheeler. Please come thought the door. We don't have a chimney. We will give you Doritos instead of cookies because I like Doritos.
Love, Ashton

(Doritos instead of the traditional cookies? It sounds crazy but it just might work!)

Dear Santa,
I have a chimney. My mom is going to help me leave you some carrots for the reindeer and cookies and milk for you. How do you get back to the North Pole? I want to tell you what I want. A baby doll kitchen, baby doll clothes, baby doll bottles. How is Mrs Claus? How do you ride the reindeer? How do the elves make the toys? How can you fit all the toys in one bag? Have a happy Christmas.
Love,
London

(Hummm, that's a lot of questions about Santa's operation. Is London planning to take over the franchise someday?)

Dear Santa,
How do you fit down the chimney? I will leave you chocolate chip cookies and milk, carrot for your reindeer. We have a magical key that only works for you to get in. How do you fit all of the toys in your sled? How is Mrs. Claus, the reindeer and the elves? How do you pass out all of the toys in one night? How do your reindeer get ready for Christmas? I hope you and Mrs. Claus and all of your other family have a good Christmas!
Love,
Jordan

(Uh oh, looks like London had some competition for that Santa job).

Dear Santa,
I am really excited for Christmas this year. I would like a baby doll, jewelry box, and My Little Pony. I will leave you chocolate cookies and strawberry milk. We will leave the front door unlocked. I would also like a new blanket. I would also like some more dresses and some earrings.
Love,
Zoey

(I think Santa will appreciate that strawberry milk after a long night of drinking white or chocolate.)

Dear Santa,
Please bring me a toy for Christmas. I want an iPod, candy, $1,000,000,000, cellphone, make-up for my sisters, fish tank with a fish in it, Nintendo DS, iPad, a monkey and a zebra.
Love,
Ian

(I guess that one million dollars doesn't sound so out of line after finding out Ian also he want a monkey and a zebra. The upkeep on them can be very expensive.)

May all their Christmas wishes, well, within reason, come true.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Winter Solstice 2011

I have news for you
The stag bells, winter snows, summer has gone
Wind high and cold, the sun low, short its course
The sea running high
Deep red the bracken; its shape is lost
The wild goose has raised its accustomed cry,
Cold has seized the birds' wings
Season of ice, this is my news

-9th century Irish

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Turn That Frown Upside Down



What a difference a few degrees of moisture makes in a house.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Mr Chewy Never Learns

Abandoned and left to freeze to death after a play date with Little Sally Pumpkinhead.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Even More Christmas Spirit




Ooooooooh,
Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
(Christmas comes this time each year)

Well way up north where the air gets cold
There's a tale about Christmas
That you've all been told
And a real famous cat all dressed up in red
All he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled

It's the little Saint Nick
(Little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick
(Little Saint Nick)

Just a little bobsled we call the old Saint Nick
But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick
She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
And when Santa hits the gas man just watch her peel

It's the little Saint Nick
(Little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick
(Little Saint Nick)

Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer
Whoaa
Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer
He don't miss no one

And haulin' through the snow at a frightening speed
With a half a dozen deer with Rudy to lead
He's got to wear his goggles cause the snow really flies
And he's cruisin' every path with a little surprise

It's the little Saint Nick
(Little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick
(Little Saint Nick)

Oooooooo
Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
(Christmas comes this time each year)

Oooooooo
Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
(Christmas comes this time each year)

Oooooooo
Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
(Christmas comes this time each year)

Friday, December 16, 2011

More Christmas Spirit


Darlene Love singing Winter Wonderland
(My husband's favorite version of this song.)

Sleigh bells ring are you listenin'?
In the lane snow is glistenin'
A beautiful sight we're happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland

Gone away is the blue bird
In his place is the new bird
He's singing love's song as we go along
He's walking in a winter wonderland

In the meadows we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say, "Are you married?" we'll say, "No man."
"But you can do the job when you're in town."

Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid the plans that we made
Walking in a winter wonderland

In the meadows we can build a snowman
And pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with Mr.Snowman
Until the other kiddies knock him down

When it snows, ain't it thrillin'
Though you know, kids are chillin'
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
(Walking in a winter wonderland)
Whoa, oh, oh, yeah
(Walking in a winter wonderland)
Whoa, oh, oh, yeah
(Walking in a winter wonderland)
Whoa, oh, oh, ohh)
(Walking in a winter wonderland)
Whoa, oh, oh, ohh)
Walking in a winter wonderland)
Whoa, oh, oh.......

Thursday, December 15, 2011

So That's How It's Done!


Transporting Knowledge, 2010 by Paco Pomet

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Getting Into The Christmas Spirit


Darlene Love singing Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)

(Christmas)
The snow's coming down
(Christmas)
I'm watching it fall
(Christmas)
Lots of people around
(Christmas)
Baby, please come home

(Christmas)
The church bells in town
(Christmas)
All ringing in song
(Christmas)
Full of happy sounds
(Christmas)
Baby, please come home

They're singing "Deck The Halls"
But it's not like Christmas at all
'Cause I remember when you were here
And all the fun we had last year

(Christmas)
Pretty lights on the tree
(Christmas)
I'm watching them shine
(Christmas)
You should be here with me
(Christmas)
Baby, please come home

(Instrumental interlude)

They're singing "Deck The Halls"
But it's not like Christmas at all
'Cause I remember when you were here
And all the fun we had last year

(Christmas)
If there was a way
(Christmas)
I'd hold back this tear
(Christmas)
But it's Christmas day
(Please)
Please
(Please)
Please
(Please)
Please
(Please)
Please
(Please)
Please
(Please)
Please
((Please)
Baby, please come home

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Go West Young Man And Woman!

I signed-up with ancestry.com last month and have been digging into my past again. I usually sign-up for a month, work frantically, and then wait another six months to sign-up again. This time I only waited about four months and signed-up for a three month stretch. I hit them at a good time as they have added a great amount of new records to their site. I had reached a dead end on my mother's side but was delighted to fine that baptismal and death records for New Jersey had been added and that other family trees had posted additional information which led me to other records.

What has been most interesting for me is finding the links between seemingly unsubstantiated bits of information. For example, I managed to track my father's grandfather's (Samuel L. Ramsey) migration westward from where he was born to Illinois using the 1850, 1860, and 1870 census. In 1860 he was 16 years-old, still living in West Virgina and working on the family farm. Sometime between 1860 and 1870 he, his parents, and his siblings, moved to Illinois and the census for 1870 shows the family still farming. In 1873 he married Alice Virgin and by 1880 they had two daughter and were living in Wichita, Kansas where he worked as a dray driver.

While searching the Illinois State Archives Death Records I discovered the family had moved back to Illinois by 1844 1884 as that is where and when Alice Virgin Ramsey died at age twenty-eight. In 1889, at age 45, Samuel married my great-grandmother, Lela Mick, in Murrayville, Illinois. The 1900 census shows both, along with their three children and Lela's sister, living in Murrayville and Samuel either owning or working in a livery stable. In 1910 the Ramsey family, minus Lela's sister, is still living in Murrayville where Samuel owns a Livery and Feed Barn, Lela works as a telephone operator, and my grandmother works as a bookkeeper in a bank.

By 1920 my great-grandfather is no longer living with his family but living with his great-niece in West Virgina. My great-grandmother was still living in Murrayville with her youngest child and has been promoted to a telephone manger at the telephone company. The last piece of information I had on my great-grandfather was from other family trees. According to the other trees my great-grandfather died in 1931 at age 88 in Devils Lake, North Dakota but is this true? If so, how in the world did he end up dying in North Dakota?

This is where I left off back in July as I could not find anything that connected any family to North Dakota. For some reason I had never looked up records for any of my great-grandfather's daughters from his first marriage. Tracking women relatives is always frustrating if you do not have their married names but if the women you are looking for has an unusual first name it becomes easier. My great-aunt's name was Zella May and on Sunday I finally got around to searching for her. Imagine my excitement when I found a 1930 census record for a Zella May Cunningham who lived with her husband Edgar in Devils Lake, North Dakota. But was it my Zella May? I then found other family trees that confirmed Zella was my great-grandfather's daughter.

At this point I thought I was done with Zella May but something told me to type her name into the Google search box. I don't usually do this because I've found in the past that it turns up nothing. This time I was surprised to find that doing so led me to books.google and a book called Women's Who's Who In America from 1914-1915. There on page 222 was a listing for my great-aunt:

CUNNINGHAM, Zella May (Mrs. Edgar Wright Cunningham), Larimore, N. Dak. Club pres.; b. Fairbury, Ill., Aug. 9, 1875; dau. Samuel Lazzell and Alice (Vergin) Ramsey; ed. Jacksonville (Ill.) Female Coll., '93; m. Jacksonville, Ill., Dec. 30, 1896, Edgar Wright Cunningham; one son: Emory Lazzell. Identified with Presbyterian church work. Favors woman suffrage. Republican. Mem. Order of Eastern Star. Pres. Tuesday Club, Larimore, N.D.; chairman Conservation Com., N.D. Federation of Women's Clubs. Mem. Civic League of Larimore. Resident of N.D. from 1905.
(Woman's Who's Who of America (1914-1915). New York: American Commonwealth Co., 1914.)
I like the fact that my great-aunt was a lady suffragette and that she may have been the one whispering in my ear. I also find it amusing that her mother's maiden name is spelled wrong,  it should be Virgin and not Vergin.  Typo or deliberate?

Monday, December 12, 2011

We Are Family

I got a phone call this morning from an older relative of my husband while he was out hunting with the dogs. She confused the heck out of me by asking me if I knew the name and phone number of the girl that my husband's aunt had adopted. Very quickly a number of questions swirled around in my head.

My husband's aunt had adopted a girl? When did that happened and why hadn't I been told about? Was it one of those overseas adoptions where you send money to help support a child and her village?

Then I knew, and ask if she was talking about my husband's cousin. Yes, she was, and she had confused me because I never thought of my husband's cousin as being his adopted cousin. She was just his cousin, the person who was the daughter of his mother's sister. His cousin, the one getting taller each year along with her brother, my husband, his sister and his brother in the family Christmas photos. His cousin, the one he played with each summer when he was a child and went out to Kansas to stay with their grandparents.

The fact that she saw my husband's cousin as not really a part of the family disappointed me but did not surprise me as this seems to be the thinking of  many people of that generation. I run into older people in town who will always identify someone as being a person's adopted son or daughter instead of just describing them as being that person's child. When I first moved here I heard a story about a man who was dying and wanted to keep his money " in the family." He decided the best way to do this was to ask his adopted children marry each other.

Then you have my niece whose parents may have divorced and married other people but still understands what family means. At her mother's wedding I stood next to her stepmother as my niece gave a toast to her mother and her new stepfather. She ended her toast by saying she already had two mothers and now she had two fathers. Her stepmother started to applaud along with the rest of us and then stopped and gasped. She teared up and said, "I just realized, she's talking about me!"

German philosopher Johann Schiller once wrote, "It is not flesh and blood but the heart which makes us fathers and sons." It is also not flesh and blood but what is in our hearts that makes us family.

Friday, December 09, 2011

Sparkle, Shirley, Sparkle! (part 5)

In July of 1936 20th Century Fox released Poor Little Rich Girl. This was the twelfth movie eight-year-old Shirley Temple had made since Stand Up And Cheer a little over two years earlier. This movie is about when I became disappointed with Shirley Temple movies. This was because by this point Shirley Temple was no longer a real child in her movies but an adult's version of what a child should be- which seems to be a miniature adult. That's not her fault but the fault of the studio and the people around her. The song she sings with Alice Faye and Jack (The Tin Man) Haley, But Definitely, is an example of  this troubling to me trend.


But Definitely from Poor Little Rich Girl (1936)

But this movie wasn't as bad as the movies after it. I did not like Wee Willie Winkie (1937), I did not like Heidi (1937), I did not like Rebecca Of Sunnybook Farm (1938), and I especially did not like The Blue Bird (1940). Then one night I watched The Bachelor And The Bobby-Soxer (1947) and there she was, the Shirley Temple I loved in Little Miss Marker. In The Bachelor And The Bobby-Soxer Shirley played a teenager who develops a crush on an artist played by Cary Grant.



Not one false note in the whole movie.

Thursday, December 08, 2011

Sparkle, Shirley, Sparkle! (part 4)

In July of 1935 when Shirley Temple was seven Fox released Curly Top. She was truly a star by now and the movie reflected this fact by including lots of close-up of her face including the opening scene where the camera stays on her face for over a minute. I find this interesting as by now the naturalness of Shirley's movie style is starting to disappear. It seems her mother mapped out every move her daughter made; how to walk, talk, sit, run, how to say her lines, and what facial expressions to use. This explains why she uses a frowny face so much in this movie, someone must have found it adorable. Even with interference from her mother Shirley's natural cuteness and charm cannot be repressed and still shines though. This film introduced the other song most closely identified with Shirley, Animal Crackers In My Soup.


Animal Crackers In My Soup from Curly Top (1935)

Wednesday, December 07, 2011

Sparkle, Shirley, Sparkle! (part 3)

In December of 1934 Fox Film Corporation released Bright Eyes, the first film that gave Shirley Temple top billing. It also introduced her first big hit song. This was the tenth and last film Shirley made in 1934 and the fourth one after Little Miss Marker. With all that camera time under her belt it is no wonder that she moves with such confidence and poise. At at the same time you can tell that she is only a six-year-old child. A talented six-year-old child but a child just the same. Below is Shirley's big musical number, On The Good Ship Lollipop. Alongside her is her old friend James Dunn. The other men are supposedly members of the University of California football team.


The Good Ship Lollipop from Bright Eyes (1934)

Tuesday, December 06, 2011

Sparkle, Shirley, Sparkle! (part 2)

One month after the release of Stand Up And Cheer Paramount Pictures released Little Miss Marker(1934), which was based on the Damon Runyon short story of the same name. Shirley has a bigger role in this movie than she did in Stand Up And Cheer and her billing had jumped from seventh to fourth. As I said before this is my favorite Shirley Temple movie with the five or six-year-old playing a little girl who becomes cynical and "tough" after hanging around Broadway gamblers and gangsters . Below is the only song Shirley sings in the movie, Laugh You Son Of A Gun. The woman singing with her is nineteen-year-old Dorothy Dell. Dell was scheduled to star in another movie with Shirley Temple right after this one (Now And Forever, 1934) but was killed in a car accident a few days after Little Miss Marker reached the theaters.


Laugh You Son Of A Gun from Little Miss Marker (1934)

Monday, December 05, 2011

Sparkle, Shirley, Sparkle!

I was waiting in the check-out line at the grocery store when I happened to glance at a display of DVDs standing just to the right of me. I ignore it most of the time since it is usually filled with DVDs of movie movies that never made it to any movie theater and collections of old television westerns from the 1950's but this time a pink case caught my eye. When I looked closer I saw it was a DVD from a Shirley Temple box set containing the movies Little Miss Marker (1934) and Now And Forever (1934). I grew-up watching Shirley Temple movies on Denver's channel 2 (KWGN) every Sunday afternoon and since Little Miss Marker happens to be one of my favorite Shirley Temple movies, I tossed it in my cart.

I watched it this weekend and realized why I enjoy it so much. It is because it isn't really a Shirley Temple movie, it was a movie with Shirley Temple in it. I have nothing against Shirley Temple, you only have to watch one of her movies to see how talented she was and how much the camera loved her. I just prefer her earlier movies since she is more natural in them. It is almost supernatural how quickly she learned to do just what her mother always told her to do right before she stepped in front of a motion picture camera- she sparkles. Below is a musical number from the movie Stand Up And Cheer (1934). Shirley Temple is five-years-old here and dancing with actor James Dunn.


Baby Take a Bow from Stand Up And Cheer (1934)

Friday, December 02, 2011

"HIV Postive Boy Denied Admission To School"

-Reuters News, Dec 1, 2011



Ryan White (1971-1990) is up in heaven shaking his head in disbelief.

Thursday, December 01, 2011

Street Scene

Driving down Main Street to the hardware store the other day I spied a teenage boy slowing walking down the sidewalk with his face buried in a red cloth wrapped book. His presence only slightly registered on my brain at the time but when I was driving back home I spotted him again three blocks away from where I first saw him. He still had his face in the book and was walking even slower. As I drove by him he looked up, gave me a big smile of recognition, and waved. I smiled in delight at his reaction to seeing me and waved back. That small spark of human connection warmed the cockles of my heart for the rest of the day.