I Still Miss Someone

There was a report in today's local PATCH of a 72 year old man, with dementia, who has been missing from the Holbrook area since Sunday. As I read the article I realized he was the father of someone who actually lives two doors away from me. Apparently he was visiting from Florida and drove off in his pick up and has not returned. Why a man with dementia is driving, I don't know. Did he drive from Florida with dementia? No idea. I just hope they find the man. The sad part about this story is I had no idea until I read it. It shows how much I don't know about my neighbors. The old days of going next door to borrow a cup of sugar are long over, but you would think someone would have knocked on my door to say "have you seen my father?" It made me realize that we all live in our own little cocoons, oblivious to the outside world. I hope they find this man because if he is just driving around aimlessly he may never figure out how to get back. If his own daughter isn't asking neighbors for help, how will adjoining neighborhoods know where he belongs. I hope I never go missing. It's bad enough suffocating in suburbia. Lost in suburbia appears to be a much worse fate. In the meantime, if you are in the Holbrook area and you actually leave your house. Look around for this man and return him to 91 Somerset Drive, Holbrook. Tell them to put a bell on him.

 

Reprinted from Sachem Patch - July 31, 2012:

A 72-year-old man from Florida went missing Sunday after leaving his daughter's Holbrook home, police said.

A Silver Alert has been issued for Abel Mingola, who suffers from dementia. Mingola, who was on Long Island visiting family, left his daughter’s residence on Somerset Drive in Holbrook at 6 a.m. Sunday. At the time he left the home, he was driving a 2008 grey Mitsubishi pick-up truck, with a Florida license plate number 828LTU, police said.

Mingola is described as white, 6-foot-1, 190 pounds with brown eyes and gray hair. Anyone with information on his location is requested to contact the Fugitive/Missing Persons Section at 631-852-6040.

The Silver Alert is a program implemented in Suffolk County that allows local law enforcement to share information with media outlets about individuals with special needs who have gone missing.

Daily Theme Song:
Johnny Cash - I Still Miss Someone : http://youtu.be/dkgsgAsKtLs

Get Outta Here With That Boom Boom Boom

It's July 30th 2012. It's steamy and sweaty. There is not much to do except sweat. I have a hot tub in my backyard, but I don't go in unless it's over 100 degrees outside and the water is 99 degrees. Even then, I shiver when I get out. I have a scrawny body that is intolerant of any cold air, even at 102 degrees.

At night I like to go inside and watch the most boring show I could find on TV, simply to fall asleep.

This does not seem to be easy this summer. For some reason, people in my neighborhood have obtained an abundance of fireworks this year. Was there a sale? Do these people have so much money they can afford to just blow it up? Every night since around June 28th, I have heard fireworks. Not the usual whistle types or occassional pop. I am talking about boomers. I am sitting there when all of a sudden. BOOM. like a freaking cannon went off. I jump. My dogs jump.

My dogs hate thunder and fireworks. Unfortunately, this summer has been filled with both. They shake and cry and try to dig holes in the carpet. I can't comfort them. They finally calm down and then BOOM, another one. Sons of bitches.

What is the purpose of a giant explosion. There are no pretty lights. These are just M-80's or something. Now I am no longer 7 years old, so it doesn't thrill me anymore. Now it just annoys the crap out of me. I was never a huge fan of fireworks. To me it's like the ocean. Repetitive and I get it but after about three seconds, it's boring.

I wish these people would stick one of those M-80's up their asses. That I would watch.

What can I do about this? Call the cops? I don't want to be one of those people. I understand this may be fun for people. They invite over their stupid friends and family to witness these obnoxious noises while they drink martinis. But where is the courtesy for the neighbors? What if I liked public urination as much as they liked fireworks. I can't go over there and pee on their mailbox. They would call a cop and I would get arrested. I can see it now. They throw me in a squad car to the sound of BOOM in the background.

Daily Theme Song:
Phil Harris - The Thing:  http://youtu.be/FWPx-fw0mI8