Tomorrow [Monday] morning at 5am, a taxi will arrive at Guava Gardens Apartments to take me to the Amtrak station in San Diego. My Amtrak ticket is for the 6am train to Santa Barbara. Uncle Seymour and Aunt Shirley are picking me up for the drive to his home. I will spend three days visiting with them.
My friendship with Uncle Seymour began when I was a child. Seymour is only ten years older than I. There are many good memories in my head of times with Seymour.
Seymour is a machinist. His brother Daniel [my father] was a tool engineer. When World War II began, my father was employed as the tool department manager at Pachmayr Gun Works in Los Angeles. Pachmayr's shop took on a huge amount of defense work.
Thru my father, Seymour got a part time job at "the shop" sweeping up the place. Seymour was then only 13 years old. Soon Seymour's job changed to a machine shop helper making machine parts. Seymour knew early-on, that he was to become a machinist.
After the war ended, my father opened his own machine shop. By 1953, Seymour, who by now was a journeyman machinist, decided to open his own machine shop. Seymour and his partner Del, rented machine time from my father. That was how Commercial Tool and Die was born.
I was twelve years old when Commercial T&D began. After school, I would drive my bicycle to the shop and hang out. Many of my best memories came from times I spent at the shop. During those years, I was close with Uncle Seymour. That closeness remains today.
Monday, 7am Train trip update
The Amtrak just passed the closed San Onofre nuclear generating station. The train tracks often go right next to the Pacific Ocean's beach. Wow! Sooooo beautiful.
The Sun just began shining on the ocean's waters. Now and then surf board riders are seen riding the waves.
The Amtrak is so much better than driving!
8:30am - Chet Atkins in 1987
As the Amtrak train moved north, I used YouTube to tune into a Chet Atkins video for a 1987 performance. I love the way Chet Atkins played his guitar!
Thru the magic of the internet and YouTube, this morning I am able to see and hear his 1987 guests. Some of those guests are Mark Knopfler, the Everly Brothers, Emmylou Harris, Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson.
Many of these guests have passed on. Even Chet Atkins is gone. But they all are with me on the train this morning.
God! What a miracle!
Looking up the biographies of these Chet Atkins guests, I read how some of them were hounded by government and law enforcement. Willie Nelson was especially hounded and judged because of marijuana using.
It has occurred to me many times, over the years, that this World of ours would be a much better place if people simply stopped judging others! Who are these people who judge others? What right do those judging people have to judge others on acts that cause no harm to anybody?
Would terrorism the world over mostly disappear forever if those terrorists simply stopped their judging ways?