I was originally going to draw Tiger Woods this week until I learned of the death of Betty hutton. She’s a big favorite of mine. Not surprisingly she was a hyperactive ball of energy who spoke her mind. She died Sunday in California at the age of 86.

I love Hutton’s energy especially the songs that became her signature. Songs like-‘Murder, He Says’, ‘Can’t Stop Talkin’ About It’ and ‘My Fickle Eye’.

Another person I admired died last week. Dorris Bobber was one of the funniest people I knew. She was also someone who contributed a great deal to Central Florida from being Mayor of the City of Edgewood, stopping an inane developer sweetheart deal called the Central Connector to keeping the symphony alive in Central Florida. I am sorry I didn’t take further advatage of spending time with her and laughing about local and national politics.

Dorris is an example of what ladies today need to strive to be. A will of iron and a terrific sense of humor. Seems most of the young ladies I see today have neither. They are far too many wrapped up in a materialtistic barometer of self-worth and no bearings of being knowledgable or contributing to their community. For some reason the excuses include being too “busy”. “Busy”, after being asked, is going to a mall. Many, many women did a lot more with their time with a lot less fifty years ago and before. The “busy” women – and men – today should be as really busy as folks once were and be better people for it.

It saddens me to see more and more people leave from a time when this country was more decent, courteous and trustworthy. There are always downsides to any period of time. We seem to face more downsides these days than up.