MOVING ON

Early this morning, while I was doing my home health aide parttime job for a 92-year old man in Harlem, we happened to pass by a nearby park. As my patient was busily sunning himself, I saw 2 postings in laminated plastic tied on the chicken wire fence in one portion of the park that got my curiosity. Try to read more clearly what the other photo says. Somewhat, my heart throbbed for the shock and pain of losing one's loved one, moreso, due to an accident in this case. The owner and the pet looked happy together in the first photo. I could only feel how badly the owner must have been missing terribly "Mushy," a dog that died due to a stray voltage over a year ago. In an instant, such unexpected and sudden death could occur, anywhere, for some unknown reason at all. I took the shots using my celfone, and got ideas on how to come up with more materials about a posting in my mind then, on photoshots I've made on cats I've met and whose owners I happen to know as

Gratefully, I have been able to resign from this 15-year old job where I've gained so much. I gave my resignation letter the day I reported back to work after nearly a month long personal trip to Japan. I've gained much knowledge, many contacts in my network, and have become more steadily familiar with the inner workings of the corporate world, which most media depict as an ungrateful, highly competitive, and eerily disturbing environment (beneath the surface) to spend at least 40 + or - hours of your weekly life. People in this environment look like they're the most "normal" individuals you'll meet in your life. But from what I've learned, I've met the most unkind, the most scheming, and uncaring persons who take themselves seriously, who parade in the most respectable forms, without realizing there are "worlds" outside of business. Well, doing business (in all its forms imaginable) accounts for the largest portion of daily collective human