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Peter Gets His Shots, Shares His Library Love, and Reviews a Good Book

Posted in Books, COVID 19, Health, life, Opinion, politics, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 16, 2021 by segarini

Let me start off this week by stating that I have had both COVID vaccinations and will gladly get a booster shot in a couple of months if it is recommended. I have been wearing a mask and practicing social distancing and taking any precautions available to keep myself safe. During my career with the Canadian government, I got my flu shot every year, not only to protect myself, but to protect those whom I interviewed, as well as my family members and friends. 

I posted this comment in response to an article about the virus, and while many people “liked” this comment…..several people “laughed” at it.

Sadly enough there are those out there who minimize the impact of COVID 19 on the world as we know it. They freely post disinformation in the guise of memes and videos, while mocking those who take it rather more seriously.

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Pat Blythe – On your mark… report……and music (of course)

Posted in Books, Canadian Music, COVID 19, life, music, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 4, 2021 by segarini

…..and so it has begun. Music is starting to break out everywhere and many artists are “quietly rushing” to bust through the starting gate. With fewer venues, and so far, slightly smaller audiences, (which is going to mean a slightly lower pay day in the short term). I think the gates are going to get so jammed you won’t be able to slip a blade of grass through (among other things). It’s going to be quality over quantity so I hope all those drumsticks, keyboards and guitars are “sharpened”, tuned and at the ready. There’s been roughly 18 months of “practice” time.

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Segarini – A Lifetime of Imaginary Friends

Posted in Books, Family, life, Movies, Opinion, Television with tags , , , , , on June 4, 2021 by segarini

It was early Summer of 1994. My wife, daughter, and I had been in Stockton California since October of 1989, a hastily made decision brought about by a late night phone call informing me that my Mother had had a stroke while driving my Aunt Alice home from a night out, and had a very bad automobile accident. She wasn’t expected to survive.

Cheryl, my wife, and Amy, our daughter, flew out to California immediately. Unable to fly, I took the train, praying my Mom would hang on untiI I got there.

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