August is almost over. In my six decades I cannot recall a more uneventful August actually. What was August all about? Was there a theme? What did I do? The days came, and the days went and it seemed all I really was doing was trying to keep Aki Dog quiet so the Summer people who rent from us could have a peaceful time in our home and enjoy their vacations. I read some and watched a lot of Netflix and held the dog's big furry paw. I called my elderly aunt, Mary Orr, every day just to say hello. I learned that my neurological issues most likely have a genetic component on Chromosome V. It remains to be proven, but I most likely am showing symptoms of Spinal Muscular Atrophy Stage IV . It appears to run in the family. The babies in the family do not do well with it, so maybe in August in a conversation with my Cousin Artemis I have an explanation for my newborn baby's early death that was a puzzlement to the doctors back in 1980. This is because they didn't start to understand the disease until the mid 1980s. Interesting stuff. So maybe August was about understanding a family disease. Maybe August was about my Inner Life. Maybe August is winding down and I won't really miss it?
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