This week the grandest of grand events happened, they had their big ground breaking ceremony for the new hospital there in the big city.. Every one and their dog has been waiting for this big event.. So there it was, in the paper the next day and the very first paragraph stole the show for me.. Here it is directly from the paper so you can see that I didn't make this shit up..:
I thought I'd put it extra large so you can read it.. That's right "the largest hospital of it's kind".. That alone made me laugh because if you know the hospital in Sidney, you know the joke that this line means.. Largest Hospital.. The worst hospital of it's kind needs to be big.. The suck can really be delivered in grand scale this way.. But that's not all... :
This must truly explain what they are about.. How that statement the day my mom was there, transferred from another hospital to have her intravenous antibiotics continued and the little Miss Dr. Short and Sassy told mom "we do things differently here".. Oh fuck, that's what you mean.. We're two and even THREE steps ahead of what success looks like... I'd settle for doing it right ... NOW you stupid shit!!
Sadly he is right, but the sad part is they should let the staff at the hospital go, and bring in new.. Kind of the old saying How would you fix my car? I'd take off the radiator cap off, drive a new car under it and then toss the radiator cap and put a new one on".. (budu bu)... When a community builds a new hospital there must be the feeling that they deserve a new one or that the other is beyond it's usefulness as a hospital.. But from what I've heard and I've seen some of the bull shit first hand, the hospital as a whole sucks.. However there was this feeling I had earlier. When I thought about it and finally came to this conclusion.. Is there anything good you can say about the hospital and I could come up with something.. At least their toilets work.. Yep, their toilets work.. A proud moment is at hand I gave them a compliment.. At least they can pass their shit out the bowels of the hospital.. I keep hoping that it will rain enough to where they will fall way behind.. 16 months from now we'll be pissing people off at our new facility.. Good for you..
RIDDING HIGH.. Literally ridding high.. The bike ride to Silverton was last week.. We figure they rode in snow.. Or didn't ride at all..
This looks like a replay of the pictures from an earlier entry.. But it's NOT..
The trifecta of train pictures.. We were at the cemetery Monday and noticed the headstone on my dads grave is starting to wear a little bit.. And the talk turned to how hard it was to get the guy to get the train on it.. We weren't sure if we should get the headstone when we did, or to wait.. It does seem like there felt like a rush but I thought it might be good to get it sooner rather than later.. The headstone has a a train on it, just about but not completely quite like the one from back home..
Dad's graduating class.. He was the class president his senior year.. He was quite popular.. And his brother Bill as well.. When you see his class numbering thirteen, it's no wonder he liked going to a town where he did to teach..
Badge Henry
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