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2024 holidays ABSTRACT ¶ Each day reviews the above growth depiction of ‘toddler reason’ ¶ selectively bringing to mind, bits of the incremental way, (out of near 87 years of life.flow for his audience of ONE) — he sees ¶ “PEASANTs want, and ELITEs rule choice.” ¶ In reality, at least under successful democracies, nobody need care. ¶ But when seemingly nobody cares — “I CARE ❗️” ¶ Over my epochs, and through my I-Self Me-Self We-Self futures, my self care may finally be enough, although not stopped. ¶ More care is always nice.😉 This sounds like my death knell. ❗️ In year 87 that knell finally seems to situate to free me ¶ **note the inclusion of ‘fix’ and ‘build’ in the definition of ‘situate’. ¶¶ Theory W builds an evermore Functional Organization no matter the life.flow scene. “Mr.Blog reports weekly about seemingly everywhere apparent reasoned choices of diminishment appearance.” ¶ He takes the hints seriously for his personal use, noting extreme difficulty with the 24w52 weekly report and what has come to be this website abstract. ¶¶ Have self-fun with FUN.ORG. aka Theory W because nothing finishes. ¶ Artificial Intelligence may dent the flow-away of information and energy from our grasp. “Goodby.” ¶ Yet reasoning rekindles in each brain — THE question — shut it down or infinity? ¶ Each chooses rationally (reasonably) at the brain root (whatever that is) … For Theory W it’s life.flow with its next task of WHAT during the 2024 holidays being life.flow task “#155 choose’CPM’ GRACEFUL DEATH pre#s 154 117 87 187 215” in reaction to several months of FRAILty. ¶¶ Again - nothing ever finishes ❗️ For a surprise example, he published a Clip 25w01 (2017 Apple technology) whereby he did his first record. ¶¶ P.S. — the vid is published already ❗️an instantiation of the last of a dying 87y sparkle ❓or just the Sound Of Silence ❓¶¶ [Take the time to listen to the SOS vid in the column to the right on this page, AND sing along — better yet, speak up / ’reason’ ‘up’ in one’s own life.flow WAY]. 🧐 ¶¶ signed H2o ie Happy Harv Otto 1950s (also Doc Harv Otto 1996 PhD).
MORE YEARS statistically to age 91, has been BETTER but dysfunction may surprise ANY time, thus beWARE and do more of FUN.ORG. ie FUNCTIONAL ORGANIZATION.

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Valhalla is historic myth about what we may consider heaven.  In this autobiography of / for 86 years, and hopefully a few more, ‘valhalla’ is also heaven, but not in the after life sense, but in the now lifetime sense.  That thought may be considered a distant similarity in feel to Wayne Dwyer’s speech line, “There is no way to happiness!  (a potent speaker’s pause then restarted for the next slammer,)  HAPPINESS IS THE WAY !  

Both heaven and happiness are today.  Make it so. 

This is a study conclusion — even after 86 lifetime years and even in his current year 87 — “y87 of YOUTHFUL SPIRIT” and into the future if choices have it so, specifically long term internal choices as opposed to the tail of imposed / accepted external choices wagging the proverbial dog.  We all are wagged in some degree — but to the extent of unhappiness / hell on earth we must contand with being wagged, degraded, discounted, or in whatever degree be slammed.

Thus this bio study is to focus on the way of today’s now happiness and today’s now heaven.  Amen.  Happiness and heaven are the way for future choice(s) — toward the positive feelings /emotions and away from the negative feelings / emotions.

For Junior, life began happy, in spite of a shotgun wedding, and a no-talk tradition which Connie took to her grave (in her 102nd year) in spite of Junior’s frequent friendly pilgrimages to her apartments through epochs and later to her retirement home in WI.  








As Junior’s lifetime began there was mother Connie, father Harvey Senior, and Harvey Junior.  


Junior knows little of their relationship, but Senior’s sister Eleanor firmly stated that Connie was possessed with a temper!  AND, that an abortion was debated.





Junior’s  Borsch years included visits to Valhalla Cemetery where father’s step-relatives were buried.  Irving Borsch married Senior’s mother Louise after Senior’s father Armin hung himself purportedly over a cancer diagnosis.  Irving also lost his wife to cancer leaving him with a half dozen kids, some close to if not in adulthood.  There was also Mildred, probably a product of yet another Irving marriage — perhaps his first.

Louise was widowed from Armin — they owned the south-side Milwaukee tavern







Still looking for the ‘lost’ photo of Armin and Lohise with kids Eleanor and Harvey.

Armin Owned / operated a South Milwaukee tavern — frequented by Connie’s Polish relatives on her mother Pauline’s side, nee Morzinski — they immigrated from Poland to Milwaukee.

Armin hung himself at a Pulaski Park pavilion, rumored because of a cancer diagnosis.  The hanging was perhaps near Junior’s conception.  Harv remains curious as to Connie’s bolt from being a Marshfield domestic to her East Side Milwaukee live-in domesiic job for some ‘doctor.’  At what age did she bolt?

In Central Wisconsin, being in the midst of a large family, her education was truncated at fifther grade and she worked as a live-in domestic of the Rodis’ lumber company family in Marshield, the biggest town in the area.  There were several Rodis girls, probably peers, who influenced Connie, specifically the issue of Stanley coming into town to collect her paycheck.  Assuming Connie’s employment lasted years into being an older teen, under the influence of ilive-in peers, and frequenting the Marshfield pool, probably in her’s or a borrowed two-piece swim suit which was Connie’s preference for the decades the son Junior was raised by her — reference above photo 1940ish.  

So there was Connie in Milwaukee — from Junior’s perspective, pregnant in early 1938.

Here a historical acceleration to bring in a possibly unrelated event — yet interesting speculation.   Junior in 50’s grew to be Harv, described by Connie as “only sons ar born to steal their mothers money” — her reaction to Harv being retired at age 52.  During this tiime — decades before and after, Harv was a good to vist mother a least yearly in her apartment and subsequently at her retirement home.