Snippets of sunshine, sound bites, and … remembering that smile.


The month of January is speeding by, despite our collective weariness with these dull and dreary days of late. It’s the middle of the week already and February is in sight.

I told myself that I wasn’t going to write another blog post bemoaning the weather for a while, but, in mid-Winter, the weather often sets the tone for everyone’s day, including mine.

Fog made me fretful on Sunday. I waited patiently for that very dense fog to lift, then went outside at 1:00 p.m. and still couldn’t see the main drag, nor the cross street, so I thought better of going on a Sunday stroll.

That murkiness continued into Monday, and Tuesday was drizzly, so, I held out a wee bit of hope that Wednesday would give me some walking time.

And, it did.

But, first things first … once daylight arrived, the car had to go out for a spin before I could go on my walk.

Unfortunately, today was a work day, so that limited enjoying a leisurely walk.

So, I was running the car in the driveway, sitting aimlessly, but with an eye to the sky, where a pale sun filtered through the clouds. “Well – how nice” I thought.  Perhaps it will erase this gray and gloomy panorama that has been present the past few days.

One particularly strong ray of sunshine momentarily pierced the window, making a mini prism, so I reached for the sunglasses before backing out of the driveway. I was 100% sure the sun was not that strong, and, sure enough, that big orb seemed reluctant to hang out for too long.  Within a few minutes, it quickly hid behind the clouds and never appeared again before I got home.

After taking the car out, I was left with precious little time for a walk, so I went over to Ford Park and did a few laps around the grounds … that would have to do for today.

Reluctantly I headed home, and, as I came up the walk, a flurry of activity sprung from my neighbor’s bushes and trees. It was a blur of birds, since all the sparrows in the City apparently were scoping out the door wall, waiting for Marge to emerge, birdseed or bread in hand, to provide their  breakfast.  But, apparently they were lost in thought because, after I turned the corner, they suddenly saw me and instantly the whole gang flew up at once, taking new positions on higher branches.

Really? I wanted to tell them not to fear ME, of all people, a nature lover – especially of birds.

As I fumbled with bulky gloves to retrieve my keys, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that, one by one, those sparrows returned to their original posts, the prospect of fresh seeds or treats, outweighing their fear of the big, bad stranger.   They were darting in and out of the bushes, and along the cyclone fence, warbling and chirping noisily.  Momentarily, I got caught up in the noise, and the sight, of those animated of brown bodies and stubby tails, evoking memories of my little Buddy, and I found myself hurrying into the house to avoid the sting of incredible sadness that had begun to settle in.

A few hours later, a different kind of sadness permeated my thoughts when I switched on the news and heard about the grave condition, then sudden death of actress Mary Tyler Moore.

Throughout the afternoon and evening, the news casts and social media have been filled with sound bites of the themes to her two T.V. series and some memorable lines from those shows, especially “The Mary Tyler Moore Show”.

That soon got me reflecting on her role in my life many years ago. Just like other young women in the 70s, I considered her a role model – a career woman with an exciting job at a TV station  where she helped produce the evening news.  Collectively, as young women, we admired her exuberance, spunk (as Mr. Grant termed it), loyal friends and co-workers, business wardrobe, even her wheels – but most of all, we were impressed with her independence.  We rejoiced as that single woman with the big-time career sent her beret airborne in the theme song.  I recall, as a college student majoring in journalism, sitting in front of the television mesmerized, wishing “if only that could be me” and  buoyed by the theme song’s line “you’re going to make it after all!”

Now, all we can do is fondly remember the character who is the answer to the query “who can turn the world on with her smile?” Well, that character was Mary Richards.  Tonight, a legion of women feel a smidge of sadness about their idol a/k/a Mary Tyler Moore.

Last weekend, we witnessed a sea of pink caps donned by many of the half-million women who attended the Women’s March on Washington. Tonight we recall one knitted beret tossed into the air by Mary Tyler Moore.  To generations of both men and women, these actions will never became “old hat”, so, a big thank you ladies for being you!

[Image by ArtsyBee from Pixabay]

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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10 Responses to Snippets of sunshine, sound bites, and … remembering that smile.

  1. Marge Aubin says:

    Mary Tyler Moore helped many young woman realize their dreams by being a ‘roll model’.


  2. Ann Marie stevens says:

    Miss Linda………………..I do like Miss ArtsyBee’s pic…………………………I hardly watched TV and didn’t get to enjoy Mary Tyler Moore’s memories


  3. Majorie Aubin says:

    She was an inspiration to many young woman.


  4. lindasschaub says:

    I watched TV in those days, but have not had the TV on 7 years, and for about 3 years before that, only sporadically. I don’t miss TV at all Ann Marie – the television shows that were on in the 60s, 70s and even the 80s were enjoyable, and there were great made for TV movies and mini series as well. We did not get a VCR until 1989, so you had to stay up late to watch them — if two favorites were on at the same time, you had to watch one in reruns in the Summer.


  5. Ellie P. says:

    Lovely post! Yep, I never missed a single episode of MTM. She was beyond great! Gotta give a ton of credit, too, to her extremely talented colleagues, Ed Asner, Gavin MacLeod, Ted Knight, Valerie Harper, Georgia Engel, Betty White, Cloris Leachman, and more. What a fabulous group… not to mention the writers, directors, etc.

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