May she rest in peace

My dear mother was an eternal optimist. She always saw a bright side. I believe this came from deep religious convictions, which she rarely expressed openly since Dad was not a church-goer and, by extension, neither were his sons. I have no memory or experience of Sunday School. But mother sometimes went to church alone or with her sister, even after her sister shockingly converted to Catholicism. What else could she do after being condemned by her father on his death bed for being a jazz singer?

So my dear mother, were she alive, would tell me that my computer crash was for the better because now my resurrected computer has less doodads on it. Some programs wouldn't reload, others (long not used) I simply didn't try to load. Yes, in reconstructing my desktop, I've taken short cuts and tidied up considerably. I have a less cluttered computer than before. Whoopee.

But at least I'm more or less back in business.