You, my faithful readers, have suffered through posts about adult diapers, my dog, angst over how to fund retirement, and so much more. I want to thank all of my wonderful readers and friends, including Rob Phelps, August Sanders, and Christopher Hennessy. I also want to thank my Blog Guru, Stephen Labuda of Agency 3, who ably advised me from Day One.

Blogging is a funny thing. You meet other bloggers either virtually or in real life, and you form attachments to them just as you would friends. I want to mention Adam Gaffin, Suldog, Neil Kramer of Citizen of the Month, Hattie’s Web, Millie at My Mom’s Blog, Boston Zest, and so many, many more.

The Boomer Chronicles archives will remain online indefinitely. Just think, you can introduce your grandchildren, and maybe even your great-grandchildren to the once-great Boomer Chronicles.

I will post once more, tomorrow. But don’t despair. I will be launching a new blog soon. It will have no boomer theme. It will just be stuff. The site will be ready soon, and you will be able to find it at rheabecker.com

I met him when he was 6 weeks old

He is a Lhasa apso

He weighs 12 pounds

I realize that this is a tiny, unimportant thing in the world, but it irritated me. And I’m sticking to my one-credit-card policy.

I spent a few days last week in Atlanta at a conference. In my spare time I took in some of the sights. First, you must remember while visiting this city that it’s Coke’s world, and we just live in it. Coke was founded here and there’s a Coke museum that’s $16 to get into and it’s basically just an extended commercial. The best part is that there is a tasting room where you can sample Coca-Cola brand sodas from all over the world. Next, it’s full summer in Atlanta, witness the wisteria. I went to Gone with the Wind author Margaret Mitchell’s house and saw her typewriter. That painting of Scarlett is the one used in the movie, apparently. I love the houses in Georgia as they mostly have deep porches that front the houses and nice columns. I made a pilgrimage to the town of Millegeville to see the home of the late Flannery O’Connor. That’s a peacock on her property and that’s her actual bed. I had some great Southern food at Pittypat’s and Mary Mac’s Tea Room. While I was gallivanting around, my Canine Prince relaxed in Boston.

In about late June 2008 I was hiking the Crater Lake trail outside of Durango Colorado with 3 of my children. They had run a little ways ahead of me and I was just admiring the view when off in the tree line about halfway up the trail I noticed a large hairy figure approx. 7 to 9 feet tall walking just behind the tree line at about 50 to 100 yards. It was walking upright and took long strides. I only saw it for a minute maybe and didn’t say anything to the kids so as not to alarm them. I never really told too many people about this but after watching a bigfoot special on TV about a year later I realized I wasn’t the only one to ever see something like that in this area.