if then we went to take the crutches to my youngest son (he's had enough rough action on his legs--torn ACL, another surgery, etc. that we definitely can call them The Crutches) because of a sprained ankle, and if, at his apartment, the grandsons played 3D Super Mario World (I think that's right) on his enormous television while I fell asleep for 20 minutes, and if then we went to the City Library, where there was a puppet show in the children's library, and the AltPress Fest in the Urban Room, and so plenty of interest for all--
and if, then, I went to hear a very long time community activist speak, along with an activist former mayor, at an event the historian helped to organize, and was reminded again of what it means to put one's talk into action,
and if from there I went to swim with grandchildren and children in the beautiful evening--
and then came home to read stories and sing songs and sit in the quiet with a quiet, resting dog, but before that, I went out and saw these:
--then I am going to call that a very good day indeed.