Reluctant musings

I have been encouraged to write on this blog by my 2 daughters and my other daughter who is not really my daughter, but I deem that she is so my daughter, cause I said so.

Anyhow, I will try to post to this medium, thoughts, wisdom (as if I had any) and review the life that I have lived for the past 66 years. I at one time thought that I would be a writer, and started a novel that died a natural death after chapter 1. I have been told by my loved ones that I should simply chronicle my life experiences. I don't know if I can do that, because my life had taken so many turns, had so many various jobs over the years that I think most people simply would not belive what I have done during just one lifetime! And sometimes I find myself reflecting on these experiences and think, how in heaven did I do the things I have done. I know that some of the experience were overseen by a loving God, or I would not be here trying to share these experiences.

I won't bore you with mundane details, but I will start this from the beginning, and will strive to make my life's story as interesting as I can.

This will be the first posting of this story, and this is all I will post in this message. I think I only have 3 readers, and if they want to hear this story, they should respond to his post.

Goodnight, Ladies

Something worth blogging about

I have had this blog set up since July, and it has just sat here. I have'nt had a thought or an idea that I felt was worth talking about until today. Today, the 11th of November 2008, I was moved in a way that I have not been moved in many years, and it was a elementary school gym that was packed with K thru 6 grade kids that moved me.

I was invited by my Granddaughter to come to her school for recoginition as a Veteran of our military, and to be saluted by these kids. The program was excellent, with patriotic songs by the kindergarden tots all the way up to the 6th graders. Our flag was honored, our military service respected by the program, and I, along with other aging veterans were treated with much respect.

But as I sat in the crowded gymnasium, I began to look, really look at those kids and I saw future doctors, lawyers, mechanics, nurses, plumbers and potential Soldiers, Sailors and Airman who in some future war will lay down their lives for this the United States of America, just as many thousands have done in the past. My prayer for these future holders of the trust is that we may support them as well as we have those to gave their all for this great country in past wars, better that we gave for my generation of Vietman veterans, and better that we are giving to our honorable warriors that are fighting for this country in the face of the very worst enemy we have ever faced. They will have to confront an enemy that hides behind women and children, that have no bases to be destroyed, that use the civilian population to hide behind and kill to discredit our forces. An enemy that honors no accord of civility, that uses our laws to hide behind to kill, maim or destroy anyone who stands in the way of their jihad.

And I also pray that those who run this country will fully understand that we cannot afford to sit down and talk to this kind of zealots that only want to talk to probe for weakness, who see the desire to negotiate as a weakness, and who belive that we are weak when we compromise our objectives.

God bless us all.