frenemy in Ortonville?

Hmm... either the Friday Fives are getting harder or I'm getting more shallow. (I opted out last week too!) So instead of playing today's Friday Five I'm playing Nancy Drew and trying to unravel the mystery of an old postcard.



But before we get to the postcard mystery, here's another one. Who the heck is with Nancy? I would imagine the guy is Ned. But who's in the yellow dress? That doesn't look like something George would wear, and the gal looks a bit too *ahem* trim for Bess.

Anywhooo, moving on to the postcard. The front features the court house in Ortonville, Minnesota. I can't tell the date -- the postmark is smudged -- but it's probably in the 1907 to 1914 era.



Now for the back and the mystery message:



Hello there-
You can't dodge this on eather, I know more then you think I do. From a friend in Ortonville Minn.

Wonder if Mr. George Johnson in Palermo, North Dakota found that unsettling... or just silly.

Dr. J?

I didn't have a chance to do the Friday Five this morning. (And that's probably a good thing because I didn't have anything profound to contribute.) I was up early taking Marble to his vet appointment. He's an "old man" now with some kidney issues and arthritis, but holding steady.

Then Hubby and I drove to a neighboring small city for an afternoon of continuing education classes. It was held at a clinic/surgical center, and I noticed this painting in the hallway: (I couldn't stop myself from snapping a picture when nobody was looking!)



I suppose they chose this particular work to reassure their patients that they "partner with the Lord". However, if I were their patient, I think I would find it disconcerting.

I mean, if I'm stumped by a difficult or unique case, I consult with a here-on-earth colleague or refer to a specialist. Sitting in my office with a perplexed look waiting for divine inspiration doesn't strike me as the best course of action for the patient (and not likely the best use of my clinic time either).

Of course one could say this is 'art' and it shouldn't be taken so literally. But I think one could also say this is more kitsch than art -- not unlike dogs playing poker.