My friend TinaBelle gave me a ride home and as we passed the service station I waved at the Camry all up in the air getting a new freakin' radiator. Oh yes, kids. That fourteen year old radiator sprung a leak and that was the cause of a huge mess under the hood. There's a towing fee first of all, then oil change and tuneup plus radiator. Yowza, that's a big lick! I see now why the credit counselors advise a thousand buck emergency fund.
I ran into cousin Bubba ( not to be confused with brother Bubba ) today and he just happened to have a very valuable piece of information concerning some history I'm working on. I do so love it when that happens. We caught up on the fam and I had not even heard about his lodge over in Lake county or we would have covered that too. His sister Debbie and I worked together for years running the halls of Parkview hospital. She and her husband later went to work for the one doctor who made me cry like a baby, Dr. Joe. I'm not sure where he practiced before he hit podunk but he was used to a whole helluva' lot more than a lab tech on call with a water bath and spectrophotometer to report creatinines. The history of the place is mind boggling, a true case study of the shift in healthcare practices over the years. Forty of them, in my case.
In the end, the vision of Methodist Healthcare did not include the 7 facilities in West Tennessee including Parkview that they paid 10M over market value for, just to spite Baptist Memorial. I feel sure there was some money changing hands under the table somewhere because the entire community supported Baptist and the county elected officials only saw dollar signs as presented by a slick front man in the county courthouse. "Some people call me Maurice..."
It is what it is and what it was. This time around, it will be different.
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