Friday, April 30, 1965 to Wednesday, April 30, 1975
I had a best friend while we were living in Gold Hill. Her name was Gail Stevens. We were really close. She's part Native American. She told she was part Cherokee. One day while we were at recess, we decided to sneak off and go across the road over to the cemetary. To this day I'm stillnot sure why we did it, I guess we were just curios. Well we were walking around and came up to a shed. All of a sudden we heard a noise, it sounded like a ghost, being only 6 years old you would think that we were scared, well we weren't. Next thing we know the grounds keeper jumped out ...continued...
Tuesday, January 26, 2016 to Friday, February 05, 2016
Orcs hate Elves with a passion.
(from Lord of the Rings by J. R.R. Tolkien)
“Home home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play”
According to the Center for Biological Diversity, Wildlife Services, part of the U.S. Department of Agriculture, has killed, through gassing, poisoning and strangulation by snare, 27 million native animals since 1996, including more than 1 million in 2014. The animals have included prairie dogs, gray wolves, mountain lions, black bears, foxes, coyotes and even bald eagles, and possibly a few domestic cats.
Sunday, April 18, 2010 to Friday, November 18, 2011
As I go about my occupation as a corporate chaplain, I hear the heart of people. So many folks seem discouraged. When they have a need, Jesus seems the last place to turn. Others seem to have no concept of the Living God who intervenes in situations when invited in.
While I prayed about how to be an encouragement, I remembered how God had met me many times in the past. I made a list and came up with about twenty stories. Each week I'd write one and take it to my critique group to get their input and feedback. Before long, I had twenty-seven stories--enough for a small book.
He is mysterious in every way, the boy I have yet to meet. Nick got my hopes up. He stated that George was coming to visit. As my day progressed, the communication between he and George changed. George wasn't coming to visit... He was coming to say goodbye. As a newly drafted marine, George sought it fit to say his goodbyes before being deployed. The news hit me like a ton of bricks. I had yet to meet him and the possible man of my dreams was going to be just that... a dream. I nearly cried over a boy I had never met. I've been alone for so long that possibilities of meeting peop ...continued...
Friday, February 16, 1951 to Thursday, February 16, 1961
Staying home alone was popular long before the movie. In the country, when there were only two choices:
a. go fishing with my parents until the wee hours of the morning, or b. stay home alone, I pretty much always
chose to stay home alone. I needed my alone time since much of the fishing trips were about my Mom and Dad
gritching at each other over which eddy to fish or how going to shore was too costly to the numbers of fish to be
caught. Staying home alone meant that i could listen to the Whiper Will without interruption. The frog ...continued...
Friday, August 29, 2014 to Monday, September 08, 2014
We lived across the street from St Rita's Church and upstairs of Sophie's Hat Shop. Sophie was a very proper Lady who made custom tailored hats for discriminating, dapper gentlemen, like my Dad. She also owned the building and was thrilled to rent to us as local business people.
Bonnie Thomas and her Mom lived next door on the same level as we did. Downstairs was Sophie's shop and living space.
Everything felt very rich and fancy.
Thick carpet on the heavy polished wooden stairs. Fancy wallpaper. Thick pretty carpet through the living room. Sw ...continued...
Thursday, February 19, 2015 to Sunday, March 01, 2015
The big blow out! Mom entered my room, I can only imagine after grilling my sibling about her weight, spending habits and other things. She was on the war path and it just so happened that I was the nect victim. I heard a knock which lead to her helping herself into my room as though she owned it. To be honest, she pays the mortgage so every room in this house belongs to her. Immediately she went into the amount of pop cans that were all over my bedroom, and the garbage bag which she assumed was filled with crumpled up chip bags and empty pop cans.
She wanted to prove that I wasnt as ...continued...
Sunday, May 18, 1997 to Thursday, September 18, 1997
THE MAGNIFICIENT MENTOR
The notice in the church bulletin read, “Anyone interested in writing, meet in room 312 on Tuesday night. Bring some writing to share.”
My heart skipped a beat. I had prayed about how I might start to write about the experience our family had been through with our daughter and her spinal cord tumor. And now, here was an answer.
I had written poetry f ...continued...
Wednesday, January 01, 1964 to Tuesday, January 01, 1974
Test - On my second camping trip in the Ozark Mountains we took my friend Iver along and he was chased down the river by a Cotton Mouth Water Mossican.
So now i'm back and adding to the chapter.
Saturday, March 12, 2016 to Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Climate change is real. It is the most urgent threat affecting our species. We need to work together and stop procrastinating.
(Leonardo DiCaprio, Oscar winner for best actor, The Revenant, 2016)
Indians and wolves are both beasts of prey, though they differ in shape.
To the Great Plains Indians, nature was the center of our way of life. To whites, nature was the enemy to be conquered.
(Dr. Leo Killsback, citizen of the Northern Cheyenne Nation)
It ultimately matters a hell of a lot, regardless of whether or not you live in Fe ...continued...
I think my dad worked as jantior because he has little edction, my mom was looking job when i am 5th grader. she is ladndeist that means she is dryer for people clothes. that's not hard, also she use machices to do her job and i been her workplace two times . First i have a doctor's appiontment and second, my middle school was 2 hours dely. I love to work with my father because he said I can spend on vending machines to buy hot chips i loved. My mom's boss said i am emlpoy. ...continued...
Today was brutal. The cold was so intense you had to think long and hard before you took off your gloves to decide if what needed doing was worth a period of intense pain. By far our coldest day yet.
During the day I realized how many arctic visitors, like Scott's expedition, had met their fates. Don't get me wrong, Mike and I are in very capable hands and doing quite well, but today's intense cold, with the addition of a stiff breeze, made me understand how many of these explorers, who all embraced life, could simply give up and succumb to the cold. With no food or limited shel ...continued...
Monday, August 15, 1988 to Sunday, December 15, 2013
"Dad, can you wait for me to take your walk?"
My seven year-old son was looking up at me expectantly. His eyebrows were arched over his brown eyes and his close cropped hair was sticking up in three different directions.
"Can ya, Dad? Just fifteen minutes."
I looked away from my e-mail and smiled at Eric. "Sure, but hurry up and get ...continued...