Blogs I follow

I am still reluctant to use this medium, and I only "follow" 2 blogs, both written by young ladies that are dear to my heart, and every time I remember to see what they have written lately, I am astounded by the depth of feeling both have for what is going on around them. Mo is having the revelation that, to teen age daughters, she is dumb as a rock! And I bet she can remember when she thought the same thing about her mother! Hang in there Mo, cause you are on the right track, although I don't have a clue how long the insurrection will last. We still have one with the same attitude, and she's past 30! And that daughter who is married to Mr. Smarty Pants - thanks for the reinforcement that you were brought up relatively color-blind. I never thought much about the example that you Mom and I were setting, cause as whoever said it, folks is folks. I love that drawing of MLK. I wish you would send that to me.

In a short while, I will have a birthday, and I have decided that it is patently unfair to have anymore birthdays after you reach this age. Of course, the alternative is not very attractive, either. I think we should have been equipped with an age pause button that you could use as needed. I need a lot more time with grand kids ( and great grand kids) Oh well, at least the over the hill gang is not a intense as you younger folks. I have actually been called laid back by someone who really doesn't know me very well!

One of these days, I really am gonna write something worth while, maybe. But I have a hard time beginning it. I would like to write a biography, but if I write what all I have done in this lifetime, everyone will think it is BS, and I would also have to black out certain parts for national security purposes (or just kill anyone who read it) Ha!

But I'm not gonna talk about that!!!

Saturday night, midnight. My doorbell rings (no one ever rings our door bell) I'm awake, playing with the computer. I open the door and there is a lady standing on the porch talking on her cell phone. I think, maybe she'd had a wreck or car quit, but she says very calmly, " I think your shop is on fire". Well she was right, and I asked her if she was calling the fire department, and she said, "No, I'm talking to my husband". I will not say what I said as I tore around the house trying to get a garden hose in play. - Now, the shop was a complete loss, 35 years of collecting gunsmithing goodies, tools, lathe milling machine, guns, etc. gone, gone, gone.

But, I am not gonna talk about that anymore. Spilled milk and all that stiff upper lip crapola. The subject that has riveted my attention the past 2 weeks is what I am hearing about the new administration and the choices that Obama has made for his cabinet. Secretary of the Treasurer, the guy who would be in charge of the IRS don't pay his taxes, and Harry Reid says that is just a hiccup. I remember being audited in 1985, and being raked over the coals because I claimed a deduction for uniforms for the blazers I wore when flying non-scheduled charter flights. The total that I had claimed was less than $300.00, and made me have to repay $30.00 in additional taxes, and I thought I was gonna go to jail.
The Attorney General's job going to a dude who helped Clinton pardon Mark Riche, an out and out crook. Also was attorney of record for confirmed terrorist group in South America. Another cabinet designee is identified as a card carrying member of a socialist organization that purports to overthrow the U.S. Constitution, and thinks we should share the wealth. I now understand what Obama meant when he said change is coming!!!
On the financial front, Bank of America is gonna use the 43 mil they got from the bail out to buy another failing bank!! Makes sense to some one.

I wonder if I can apply for a bail-out - Guess not - my business did'nt fail - It burned down!!
But I'm not gonna talk about that.

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.

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