10 Years work

I started this blog thinking that it would be a way for me to preserve memories, both current and those residing deep in my parent's past. Far short of bestowing upon them immortality, but as close as I can come using a free online blog.  I even made out an extensive list of possible topics, "Jerry writes well, this is a wonderful idea." I was going to post their tales of school-yard games, soda-shops and proms, progressing to stories about their first date, first apartment, having children, a complete catalog of  precious memories.  I figured and plotted how to "Tag" and then search by name, by date, even create a timeline, and then merge that with generic listing of historical events. Yes, I  thought out all the details, well except one, the fact that my mom and dad had no interest in investing the time needed to write all their stories down.

I must admit I was hopeful at first, then slightly confused why they had not eagerly jumped at the opportunity to spend several hundred hours providing content for the Lubell Family Blog.  I tried to help them get some old stories and photos posted, autobiographical morphing into biographical.  Some  Old Pictures and Memories, Something I wrote about my mom's 67 Camaro, but even I began to tire of pushing square pegs into round holes; so this became a vehicle for recording events in real-time. Since Heidi was fine with me, her brother, posting whatever I pleased, but also not really that interested in sending in stories, the blog has become dominated with me promoting something about Lane's latest accomplishment.

Yes, I am fully aware that the amount of time I've invested in this blog in completely out of proportion to its value. Perhaps I'm just smart enough to recognize that I could make better use of my time, but not so clever as to actually give-up, then reallocate my energy elsewhere. I guess I justify this activity with the fact that I write these posts while eating my lunch at my desk, and so maybe it's no more worthless than surfing the web or playing a video game. The reason I created this blog never came together, the reasons I continue stem from a force-of-habit and the fear I'll regret a decision to stop.      

Larry Lubell

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Now onto some actual content...

I can't express how proud I am of the way Ilene and Steven are working together to keep Mayer Alloys, the company Ed founded, not just alive, but moving forward. They are helped by the solid team Ed built and his legacy of integrity that continues to open doors.  

The business, brings Ilene to Detroit rather frequently, while I miss her while she's away, I'm glad she is taking advantage of the opportunity to spend time with Steven, other family and friends.

   

 Steven Ruzumna and Milton Roberts at Antonio's Cucina Italiana.

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I think the picture came out pretty well considering, I hate the way I look in ALL photos.

and there were a few tech glitches with Steppenwolf's equipment.

Ilene and I arrived, uncharacteristically, a few minute early to see Marie Antoinette. While in the lobby I spotted a small area with a backdrop for photos. It was a pretty clever idea on the part of Steppenwolf theater, they figured non-celebrities would jump at the chance to take their picture under any condition that creates the impression of being on the "Red carpet;" so people will post the picture on social media, which will promote their play. Wait, even more brilliant, one must enter your email address so they can send the pictures, thereby building a database for marketing.   See they had a sort of photo machine set up and pointing towards the backdrop. . Really  it was an inexpensive DSLR camera hooked up to an iPad all mounted in this display case.  You would touch the screen where it says "Start", and it would click 4 pictures 5 seconds apart, then let you enter your email address.  Great idea, the problem was who ever set this up must have been no taller than 5 feet, so even when I placed us as far back as possible, my head was cut off. This required that you bend, twist, or sit on the floor, those are NOT the Red-Carpet look poses that a photographer is after.

The woman before us, I'm taking a guess that she did not work for a Tech company,  pushed  "Start" so hard the iPad nearly twisted out of the case, and then stood so close to the camera, that she ended up with 4 shots of her stomach. A friend of hers entered her email; so someone now has probably posted an out of focus shot of her mid-session- Isn't Facebook wonderful?