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John Allison is Wellness Director at the YMCA; that is, he supervises the Exercise Gym, perhaps more.
“Who’s ‘BobbaLew?’” John asked.
“Look at MPNnow,” I said. “Go to blogs. I’m the blogger ‘BobbaLew.’”
I pass John’s office after working out in the Exercise Gym — I try to work out there three days a week.
I usually don’t say much to people, being a stroke-survivor with compromised speech.
“You sound fine,” they say; and then they get exasperated when I can’t assemble words for speech.
Every stroke is different. Many at the YMCA Exercise Gym are stroke-survivors.
One guy lost part of his vision, one is slightly paralyzed, and another is extremely paralyzed — his whole right side is limp.
My stroke-effect is slightly compromised speech, but that’s better than not being able to speak at all.
A few months ago I passed John’s office, and noticed he was driving an Apple MAC laptop.
“MAC-attack!” I shouted, and strode in.
Wars are taking place between Macintosh and PC users; each badmouthing the other.
I drive MAC myself — have for years.
It goes back to our using MACs at the Mighty Mezz during my employ.
I started long ago with a PC, but switched.
“What do you think of your MAC laptop?” I asked. I was about to upgrade from my ancient MAC tower.
“It’s a MacBook Pro,” he said; “and I like it.
I’ve done graphics for the Y with it.”
Well, no negatory response, so I guess I’ll order the MacBook Pro laptop suggested by a friend.
What you see here is generated with that laptop.
“‘BobbaLew,’ eh......” John said. “I’ll check it out.”
“And I have never, ever badmouthed this place,” I said, referring to the Canandaigua YMCA.
“And I probably never will.
It’s what’s keeping me alive,” I said.
• The web-site of the Messenger newspaper is “MPNnow.” The “Mighty Mezz” is the Canandaigua Daily-Messenger newspaper, from where I retired over four years ago. Best job I ever had. (“Canandaigua” [“cannon-DAY-gwuh”] is a small city nearby where we live in Western NY. The city is also within a rural town called “Canandaigua.” The name is Indian, and means “Chosen Spot.” —It’s about 15 miles away.)
• I had a stroke October 26, 1993, and it slightly compromised my speech. (Difficulty putting words together.)
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