Bucky, our black and white tuxedo cat, is most active first thing in the morning, and then again about feeding time at night. In between she saves energy by napping on our laps, in a patch of sunshine or at the foot of the bed. When she's active, she tears the place up. Her favorite toys are little metallic fabric mice that crackle a little, like paper. I found this pathetic critter with no eyes and a tail amputated and reduced to a pile of shredded neon pink fluff. I briefly thought about heading out of the house to buy a new one, but then reconsidered and just sewed on knots for eyes, and a bit of shoelace for a tail. The universe provides, though. Our neighbor walked over with a plate of cookies and a little white fur mouse. This is my latest quick entry for the illustrated journal.
On a more serious note, today the media will be in Janesville to record the last day of production at the General Motors plant. The facility, which has operated in this town for 80 years, and has employed thousands of workers - and also workers in associated industry - closes for good. When I moved to Janesville in 1973 the two signature industries were Parker Pen and General Motors. Now both are gone, and I'm not sure how the city will find a new identity. It will though, I'm sure. It just may take a while, and in the meantime there's going to be lots of economic pain. It's going to be a bittersweet Christmas for lots of families.
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