Memorial Day - Pool updated!

The shade cloth roof above the pool cried out for more greenery. Carmen procured the heat resistant wind tolerant palms, about seven more, that have been potted and placed near the pool, to provide afternoon shade. What water is cool cool cool, keeping closer to overnight lows than daytime highs. It's a good thing. Thanks guys!
What's Memorial Day without a pool update? A real holiday to honor US Veterans! Mio is walking with American Legion Post 350 Auxiliary this morning back home in Malvern!

Dodging ghosts in Cancun

On the way to the airport with Johanna, Carlos dropped me off at the Walmart Superama. I was not impressed, even though it had a nice selection of imported foods. It was shorter on salad fixin's than the one in downtown Cancun and was just a food store, so more shopping would be reguired.
By the looks of Walmart, it is business as usual. But the hotel zone is nearly abandoned
We went to the downtown Walmart for Bendettos' personal pan pizzas. Very yummy with sesame seeds on the edge of the crust. 30 pesos. Then to Europa, quick, and Costco for bulk cheese and a big pack of tuna for less than 10 pesos a can.
On our way back, I wanted to see the racoon/mongoose hide out in Puerto Juarez. These critters were imported when Cancun was being built to beat back the snakes
So the next trip to Cancun, Carlos is going to bring the tortillas which he says they just love! And I'll have a full report of the critters that rid the den of snakes (Can Cun in Maya) of its snakes.

In the midst of a waning pandemic

I was born in 1954, more than a decade before a cure for tuberculosis would be found. But its spread was already on the decline in the robust post-War economy that provided better nutrition and housing for most.
My father was a tuberculosis specialist since World War II, when he treated the displaced persons who found themselves in the British zone of Germany. He was a British Red Cross doctor.
After being chief resident at Seaview Hospital in Staten Island, NY, he came to Ohio to be a doctor at Molly Stark hospital and tuberculosis controller for Stark County. He skin tested at schools for TB exposure and we sat by the radio to see if levies to support the hospital would pass.
My playmates were children recovering from TB and no longer communicable. Usually, they were black and poor. I grew up without prejudice as dad took me to Mexican migrant worker camps, also looking for TB.
Molly Stark mirrored the tuberculosis sanatoriums built by the WPA in the depression. Now, Molly Stark is about to become a park in the great Canton OH Stark County Parks system.
The hospital was bordered by a small forest that produced three or four varieties of edible mushrooms and on its edge was a small cemetery whose grave stones were turning to sqand back then, nearly 50 years ago. The campus had a steam boiler that heated all the structures, and ran the steam pipes to them in tunnels, tunnels that I could bicycle on rainy days.
What once was the children hospital, and later residences for a couple doctors, was eventually turned over to Civil Defense. The Nurses Home, where I practiced my piano lessons, became home to the Stark County Board of Education, whose offices I visited coming to and from the piano. Any wonder why I was good at being an edudation reporter later in life?
So here is a link to the wreckage of my past. I hope you find it interesting.

http://cantonrep.mycapture.com/mycapture/folder.asp?event=563088&CategoryID=31076