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At about 3:10 p.m. Monday, I suspect most of us will be doing the same thing, together.

My wife and I are in better shape than our house. That’s saying something — I don’t know what, but it probably can’t be repeated in polite company — because Sue and I are 70 and our house is 50.

One of the recently released spring biopics that I really looked forward to is the Netflix film on Shirley Chisholm, the first African-American woman to be elected to Congress in 1968. Simply titled “Shirley,” the film takes viewers on an intense and dramatic journey of Chisholm’s 1972 Democratic presidential campaign, a campaign she had no shot to win but valiantly ran to be a voice for those who were not represented on Capitol Hill.

It’s Sunday night, and I’m watching for the first time the movie “Monte Walsh” starring Tom Selleck in the title role. The storyline is about cowboys in the late 1890s working cattle and horses on the vast landscape of the Wyoming Territory.

The world was horrified by the recent concert massacre in Moscow. Hundreds of people enjoying an evening out were suddenly gunned down in a crime whose savagery staggers the mind.

Spring has started to announce its presence in our community with milder temperatures, longer days and the season of growth. Spring is also the embodiment of hope and brings the opportunity for all of us to grow our awareness of child abuse and neglect.

My grandma used to say she could forgive, but she couldn’t forget. This was always in reference to a comment made by a neighbor about pickles my grandmother had entered at the fair. The neighbor criticized the pickles for being sliced as rounds instead of spears, or maybe it was the other way around.

As a guy who’s tried to support local business whenever possible, when some health adversity arose a year ago after years of battling prostate issues, something that afflicts so many men as they age, I decided to stay with our local docs.

Washington, D.C. is the city that just keeps giving and giving, and giving some more, with taxpayer money of course. But now, it has taken things to an even higher level with its Strong Families, Strong Futures program.

I have a hard time keeping track of my cell phone, and of course most times my cell phone ringer is off. I tend to spend some time searching for my cell phone before I cave and resort to calling my missing phone in hopes of locating it quicker. I tend to carry multiple phones (a work phone and a personal phone), so I usually can use one phone to call the other phone without having to ask for someone’s assistance in locating my misplaced phone.