Time off from a rigorous training schedule is a terrible thing to waste. Time off from building concrete forms for industrial and commercial buildings is also a terrible thing to waste. Two brothers who have not seen each other in a long time and both being off for four days is, yep you guessed it, "a terrible thing to waste. Thus begins the saga of an 18 hour, 1000 mile drive from Kansas City to Fayville. Aaron, the elder called the other night and says he is on the way to Fayville from KC. This manly bond can only be duplicated by the bond between a father and son. Which I add was not available at this time. Besides, boys will be boys and there are things dads do not want to become evolved in. They also may not want to know about. You gotta have something to say when they misbehave and if you are with them, you got NO wiggle room.
Aaron arrived safely in Fayville on Wednesday night. Visited with his SIL and niece and nephews until Jacob got home on Thursday. I am not sure how it got started but take an older union construction worker, brother, a younger rough tough AIRBORNE paratrooper bother and somewhere the competitiveness will rear it's ugly head!
Remember when I beat your butt for yada yada yada. Yea, well remember when I did so and so to you. Yada Yada Yada. Hey, I'll drink to that. You get the picture. About 2200 hours Thursday night I get a text from my DIL saying basically glad this only happens once in a great while!
I won't go into the gory details to spare the lady followers of my blog. On Friday morning about 1300 hours I get a text message from Jacob. It wasn't asking for the name of a Bondsman in Fayville thank goodness. Message was "stayed home last night, had breakfast this morning and just put the old man back to bed. Old man referring to Aaron the elder. He can't handle it like he used to! I believe aspirin in mega doses would have been in order.
As I write this post, Aaron, the elder, is on his way back to KC and Jacob is pulling CQ. My daughter in law is most likely in the kitchen, sampling the cooking sherry and thanking the Good Lord, this only happens once in a GREAT WHILE!
Like I said, there are just some things a dad doesn't want to know about or take part in. Oh yes,
In my house, WE SAY MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Happy Birthday
This is a short but powerful post.
ABNPOPPA and ABNMOMMA are pleased to announce the birth of:
born today, December 8,2009 at 1137 hours. Weight 8lbs. 10oz. 20.5 inches tall.
Mother and son doing fine. We thank the Lord for this beautiful 11th grandchild!
That's all folks.
ABNPOPPA and ABNMOMMA are pleased to announce the birth of:
Jude Christian,
born today, December 8,2009 at 1137 hours. Weight 8lbs. 10oz. 20.5 inches tall.
Mother and son doing fine. We thank the Lord for this beautiful 11th grandchild!
That's all folks.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
The War to End All Wars
"December 7,1941 a date which will live in Infamy", so spoke President Franklin D. Roosevelt. This was his statement as he asked Congress for a Declaration of War. On this date the Nation of Japan launched an unprovoked attack on the United States at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. War was all ready being waged in Europe with Germany laying claim to Poland, France and Belgium. The next great prize would be Great Britain. Thus began the World War II.
In this attack, early on Sunday morning while families were preparing to go to church. While many were thinking of the upcoming holidays and many servicemen and women relaxed in the sun and the surf. The Japanese left in the wake most of America's Pacific sea force in shambles. Battleships, cruisers, destroyers and tenders were damaged or completely destroyed. Approximately 2400 brave young service men and women died. Nearly 2000 of these brave soles continue to lie entombed in the Battleship Arizona after 67 years. A memorial to all those who died that day.
Myself, I wasn't alive when the attack took place. I wasn't alive when the war ended but, I heard about it. I read about it in my American History books in Jr. High and Senior High School. Although my father was a WWII veteran and actually fought in the Philippines he never said a word about December 7th or what he did during the war. I do know my mother said he had horrible nightmares when he returned home after the war was over. This was also a problem with my uncle according to my mother. Nightmares and no talk. I ask myself,does this sound familiar? PTSD? I wonder.
I posted previously about how many of our WWII veterans we are loosing every day. This is sad of course. I wonder what our children in the Jr High Schools and Senior High Schools today. Is some teacher showing pictures of the destruction and devastation caused by this murderous attack. Are the teachers explaining it was necessary for the United States to take action after this attack. Are they relating it to the unprovoked attack on 9/11//2001 where 3000 plus, many Americans were murdered.
The sailors and airmen fought back on that December 7th with what ever they could get their hands on. The New York City Police and Firefighters fought back with what ever they could get their hands on. Now we have brave young men and women fighting aggressors again. This time in the mountains of Afghanistan and the cities and villages of Iraq. The United States has a habit of providing the world with safety and security. There is very little difference between our soldiers and sailors of 1941 and 2008. They have families of wives, husbands,sisters and brothers, moms and dads.
Our young soldiers of today are here and often in the news or in the mall. We see them, tell them thanks, send them cookies and cards at Christmas. Our veterans of Pearl Harbor are few and far between. Yes, you might see a few TV announcements or the famous movie "Pearl Harbor".
If you know a WWII veteran regardless whether he is a Pearl Harbor survivor call him and tell him thanks of his service. Let them know you care and you will never forget what his sacrifice means to you. On a personal side I will be calling Uncle Bob who is 85 years now. We most likely won't talk about the War but we will talk and I will tell him thanks. He will chuckle and change the subject and we will talk some more. I will visit with my father at his resting place not far from my home. We will talk also and I will tell him thanks, for more than just fighting for my freedom. They I will leave. Don't let these important heroes or their deeds go unrecognized!
In this attack, early on Sunday morning while families were preparing to go to church. While many were thinking of the upcoming holidays and many servicemen and women relaxed in the sun and the surf. The Japanese left in the wake most of America's Pacific sea force in shambles. Battleships, cruisers, destroyers and tenders were damaged or completely destroyed. Approximately 2400 brave young service men and women died. Nearly 2000 of these brave soles continue to lie entombed in the Battleship Arizona after 67 years. A memorial to all those who died that day.
Myself, I wasn't alive when the attack took place. I wasn't alive when the war ended but, I heard about it. I read about it in my American History books in Jr. High and Senior High School. Although my father was a WWII veteran and actually fought in the Philippines he never said a word about December 7th or what he did during the war. I do know my mother said he had horrible nightmares when he returned home after the war was over. This was also a problem with my uncle according to my mother. Nightmares and no talk. I ask myself,does this sound familiar? PTSD? I wonder.
I posted previously about how many of our WWII veterans we are loosing every day. This is sad of course. I wonder what our children in the Jr High Schools and Senior High Schools today. Is some teacher showing pictures of the destruction and devastation caused by this murderous attack. Are the teachers explaining it was necessary for the United States to take action after this attack. Are they relating it to the unprovoked attack on 9/11//2001 where 3000 plus, many Americans were murdered.
The sailors and airmen fought back on that December 7th with what ever they could get their hands on. The New York City Police and Firefighters fought back with what ever they could get their hands on. Now we have brave young men and women fighting aggressors again. This time in the mountains of Afghanistan and the cities and villages of Iraq. The United States has a habit of providing the world with safety and security. There is very little difference between our soldiers and sailors of 1941 and 2008. They have families of wives, husbands,sisters and brothers, moms and dads.
Our young soldiers of today are here and often in the news or in the mall. We see them, tell them thanks, send them cookies and cards at Christmas. Our veterans of Pearl Harbor are few and far between. Yes, you might see a few TV announcements or the famous movie "Pearl Harbor".
If you know a WWII veteran regardless whether he is a Pearl Harbor survivor call him and tell him thanks of his service. Let them know you care and you will never forget what his sacrifice means to you. On a personal side I will be calling Uncle Bob who is 85 years now. We most likely won't talk about the War but we will talk and I will tell him thanks. He will chuckle and change the subject and we will talk some more. I will visit with my father at his resting place not far from my home. We will talk also and I will tell him thanks, for more than just fighting for my freedom. They I will leave. Don't let these important heroes or their deeds go unrecognized!
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Time Flys When You're Having Fun!
That's my story and I am sticking to it!
I am so glad my partner @ the county showed me how to blog. I have met so many fine people here. One of the best things to come out of this blog happened the day of Thanksgiving and the day after. When reviewing the blogs I follow this is what I found. I do believe every blogger/parent of a serviceman got a phone call or visit from their service member. If that doesn't show what a fine bunch of young people there are in this country nothing will. It makes me so proud of my young soldier. He and his wife had a couple of single soldiers over for dinner since they couldn't go home. He and his wife even sent us phone pictures of the spread. Looked good on the cell phone and when I talked to them later in the day I heard no complaints.
All has been quiet in the Midwest lately. Slight snow fall today and temps in the 25 to 35 range pretty much normal for this time of year. What is not normal is the temps at Fort Bragg. I talked with Specialist Jacob this weekend and he was going camping this week with about 200 of his closest friends. He was trying to get the gas smell out of his heavy duty sleeping bag. Apparently the sleeping bag and a can of fuel came together the last time he went camping. Mom told him to wash it twice with a fabric softener and that should do it.
I believe Specialist Jacob is getting a little bored of the current field duties. He was always an adrenalin junkie. Always looking for something else new to get into. I guess my conservative parenting only held him back until he got out from under dad's wing. I really can't say anything as the first thing I did when I was discharged was join the police department. Like father like son I guess. Time will tell.
The hi-lite of my weekend came later Saturday evening. Aaron, the elder, has got 3-way calling on his cell phone. Well you know where this is going. After 10 minutes of trying to hook us up we had a 3-way call going between, Fort Bragg, KC and Ohio. We have the three of us watching about 5/6 different football games and flipping back and forth it was wild. ABNMOMMA had to leave the room as we were going from one to another so fast it was driving her nuts. ThenI spent the next hour listening to how my boys were soooo good as children and how angelic they were. I had to remind them both of the times I had to visit the local police station to pick them up. Nothing serious but, enough to get me out of bed. If I could have bottled the testosterone that was flying back and forth I could have made a million bucks selling it to guys over 50. (Sorry ladies it is a guy thing){:-)
We used to have a game of rassling. I would put a $5.00 bill on the coffee table and if they could pin me for the count of 3 they could have the $5.00 bill. Well needless to say it never happened while they were in school. On several occasions they tried after they graduated it still didn't happen. ABNMOMMA made us take it outside one afternoon and I had to give up the $5.00 bill. You can't tackle me in the house but it was fair game outside. Now both boys play the game with their boys so I guess it was worth all the bruises and the 5 spot.
Thanksgiving is over and Christmas is on the way but ABNMOMMA and I will be getting our Christmas present from our daughter, Sarah and her husband, Jason early this year. We just got the call and if the baby isn't here by 0700 hours Monday the doctor said it's gonna be born then! Gee, you think he could make it a little later in the day. I don't get up until 0700 hours since I am retired. Gee, again, I like saying that, hmmm "retired....retired......hmmmm...retired" What a wonderful word! We don't know what the 11th grandchild will be as the kids accept what God gives them. We just pray for healthy and mother comes though the delivery all right.
There are many programs available for support of our brave warriors this time of year I encourage everyone to take part in one of them and encourage your friends to do likewise.
I am so glad my partner @ the county showed me how to blog. I have met so many fine people here. One of the best things to come out of this blog happened the day of Thanksgiving and the day after. When reviewing the blogs I follow this is what I found. I do believe every blogger/parent of a serviceman got a phone call or visit from their service member. If that doesn't show what a fine bunch of young people there are in this country nothing will. It makes me so proud of my young soldier. He and his wife had a couple of single soldiers over for dinner since they couldn't go home. He and his wife even sent us phone pictures of the spread. Looked good on the cell phone and when I talked to them later in the day I heard no complaints.
All has been quiet in the Midwest lately. Slight snow fall today and temps in the 25 to 35 range pretty much normal for this time of year. What is not normal is the temps at Fort Bragg. I talked with Specialist Jacob this weekend and he was going camping this week with about 200 of his closest friends. He was trying to get the gas smell out of his heavy duty sleeping bag. Apparently the sleeping bag and a can of fuel came together the last time he went camping. Mom told him to wash it twice with a fabric softener and that should do it.
I believe Specialist Jacob is getting a little bored of the current field duties. He was always an adrenalin junkie. Always looking for something else new to get into. I guess my conservative parenting only held him back until he got out from under dad's wing. I really can't say anything as the first thing I did when I was discharged was join the police department. Like father like son I guess. Time will tell.
The hi-lite of my weekend came later Saturday evening. Aaron, the elder, has got 3-way calling on his cell phone. Well you know where this is going. After 10 minutes of trying to hook us up we had a 3-way call going between, Fort Bragg, KC and Ohio. We have the three of us watching about 5/6 different football games and flipping back and forth it was wild. ABNMOMMA had to leave the room as we were going from one to another so fast it was driving her nuts. ThenI spent the next hour listening to how my boys were soooo good as children and how angelic they were. I had to remind them both of the times I had to visit the local police station to pick them up. Nothing serious but, enough to get me out of bed. If I could have bottled the testosterone that was flying back and forth I could have made a million bucks selling it to guys over 50. (Sorry ladies it is a guy thing){:-)
We used to have a game of rassling. I would put a $5.00 bill on the coffee table and if they could pin me for the count of 3 they could have the $5.00 bill. Well needless to say it never happened while they were in school. On several occasions they tried after they graduated it still didn't happen. ABNMOMMA made us take it outside one afternoon and I had to give up the $5.00 bill. You can't tackle me in the house but it was fair game outside. Now both boys play the game with their boys so I guess it was worth all the bruises and the 5 spot.
Thanksgiving is over and Christmas is on the way but ABNMOMMA and I will be getting our Christmas present from our daughter, Sarah and her husband, Jason early this year. We just got the call and if the baby isn't here by 0700 hours Monday the doctor said it's gonna be born then! Gee, you think he could make it a little later in the day. I don't get up until 0700 hours since I am retired. Gee, again, I like saying that, hmmm "retired....retired......hmmmm...retired" What a wonderful word! We don't know what the 11th grandchild will be as the kids accept what God gives them. We just pray for healthy and mother comes though the delivery all right.
There are many programs available for support of our brave warriors this time of year I encourage everyone to take part in one of them and encourage your friends to do likewise.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Baby It;'s Cold Outside & I'm in Fayetteville NC!
That's what Specialist Jacob said to me this evening when he called. It was good to hear from him as it has been a week. From what he said a very cold week in the "sunny south (?)". He, and from what I understand his whole brigade, has been in the field this past week. Apparently they are preparing for the next disaster the United States has to bail some foreign county out of. The temperatures have been below freezing during the night and the guys (and gals) have been sleeping in their Humvees. No, Not together to keep warm either. Dirty minds!
From the tone of his voice and what he said they did pretty well. They apparently were practicing setting up and tearing down and moving to another site. Something I wouldn't want to do when the temps are around freezing but you never know where you may wind up when you are with the 82nd Airborne. They put the "rapid" in Rapid Response
The 82nd Airborne Division at Fort Bragg, North Carolina, provides the ability to begin executing a strategic airborne forcible entry into any area of the world within 18 hours of notification. Their primary mission is airfield and seaport seizure. Clik here for more on the 82nd.
From what he tells me it is home for the weekend and back out for a couple of days next week and home for Turkey Day. This year home for Turkey Day even if it is not Ohio is wonderful. He will be with "his" family, wife and kids. Much better than last year for sure. Christmas is coming up and he will be in Ohio unless some stupid Dictator decides to play games. Then, I believe ABNMOMMA will take care of the Dictator herself and they won't have to send the 82nd. SHE WANTS HER SOLDIER HOME FOR CHRISTMAS! Well so do I
For those of you who went over to Conservative Outrage, thanks. Elizabeth and I continue our dialogue and I believe it is enlightening and good discussion. The offer stands to come over and comment.
Remember, Pray for our warriors and the United States of America
From the tone of his voice and what he said they did pretty well. They apparently were practicing setting up and tearing down and moving to another site. Something I wouldn't want to do when the temps are around freezing but you never know where you may wind up when you are with the 82nd Airborne. They put the "rapid" in Rapid Response
The 82nd Airborne Division at Fort Bragg, North Carolina, provides the ability to begin executing a strategic airborne forcible entry into any area of the world within 18 hours of notification. Their primary mission is airfield and seaport seizure. Clik here for more on the 82nd.
From what he tells me it is home for the weekend and back out for a couple of days next week and home for Turkey Day. This year home for Turkey Day even if it is not Ohio is wonderful. He will be with "his" family, wife and kids. Much better than last year for sure. Christmas is coming up and he will be in Ohio unless some stupid Dictator decides to play games. Then, I believe ABNMOMMA will take care of the Dictator herself and they won't have to send the 82nd. SHE WANTS HER SOLDIER HOME FOR CHRISTMAS! Well so do I
For those of you who went over to Conservative Outrage, thanks. Elizabeth and I continue our dialogue and I believe it is enlightening and good discussion. The offer stands to come over and comment.
Remember, Pray for our warriors and the United States of America
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Conservative Outrage
Hey gang! We have a good discussion going with Elizabeth, from New York, and a non Conservative,(liberal?). Drop on over and join the discussion. Remember be nice, no cussin', no spiting in the eyes, or gouging where it ain't proper. Be nice, Thanks. Leave some comments, no comments will be moderated or deleted. Can someone contact Redneck Preacher and let him know, I can't raise his blog for some reason.
Go to, shucks, you al' know the drill clik on the high lite http://conservativeoutrage.blogspot.com/
Go to, shucks, you al' know the drill clik on the high lite http://conservativeoutrage.blogspot.com/
Monday, November 10, 2008
Veterans Day
It's Veterans Day. We stand and salute those who have fought and those who have died to make The United States of America free. There are no words that can convey a proper "Thank you" to these valiant men and women. In their honor I ask only this, listen to the selection of songs on my blog. As you do say a silent prayer for them. Thank God for them and that He has blessed us with the finest men and women on earth. Thanks to men and women who have sacrificed their families, their bodies and their lives, we live in the greatest county on Earth.
God Bless you all!
God Bless you all!
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Election Day
Election Day is about over. In a way I am glad regardless of the outcome. I do have a horse in this race as you all know. The only person I blog with that may not be receiving relentless phone calls is JM. Her husband's post was about the best I have ever read about any election. If you haven't read it, you should. Clik. It truly puts life in perspective.
NOW for my stuff. Specialist Jacob and his section certified last week and they got basically a 3 day pass. He was excited as he got to stay home and do some yard work! Since returning from Iraq he has jumped I think 3 times maybe 4 all without major problems. Makes me happy and him REAL happy. Went to some type of First Aid training and learned how to start an IV. Made his mother happy as she is a nurse. I am not sure about the guys/gals he had to stick to learn how to do this. Will get back to you on this.
NOW for the really good stuff. I love the ARMY. After spending 15 months in Iraq most of the time in beautiful, exotic, Baghdad and driving mile after mile on roads and streets pock marked with IED explosions and more possible IEDS, the ARMY is sending him to ....., and the answer is.....DEFENSIVE DRIVING SCHOOL!
You just gotta love the ARMY.
Equally as important on the Driving School is my daughter, Sarah. She has informed us she is expecting a baby around December 5th (this year). Thank goodness, all this time I thought she was stealing basketballs from the Wal-Mart store I work at part-time. This will be number four and I don't know how many more. They don't believe in finding out the sex before the baby is born but ABNMOMMA says "she's carrying that baby in the front, it's a boy for sure". After 31 years of marriage I have learned one thing. Don't argue with the Queen!
Finally it is a beautiful day here and I have the windows open and the sun is shining. I wish this could last until April and then warm up. Alas, the Ohio winter will be upon us and I will be depressed until the spring when I can get out and back into my garden.
We live in the best country in the world. I hope you have done you your patriotic duty and privilege and voted. If not, there is still time. Do It!
NOW for my stuff. Specialist Jacob and his section certified last week and they got basically a 3 day pass. He was excited as he got to stay home and do some yard work! Since returning from Iraq he has jumped I think 3 times maybe 4 all without major problems. Makes me happy and him REAL happy. Went to some type of First Aid training and learned how to start an IV. Made his mother happy as she is a nurse. I am not sure about the guys/gals he had to stick to learn how to do this. Will get back to you on this.
NOW for the really good stuff. I love the ARMY. After spending 15 months in Iraq most of the time in beautiful, exotic, Baghdad and driving mile after mile on roads and streets pock marked with IED explosions and more possible IEDS, the ARMY is sending him to ....., and the answer is.....DEFENSIVE DRIVING SCHOOL!
You just gotta love the ARMY.
Equally as important on the Driving School is my daughter, Sarah. She has informed us she is expecting a baby around December 5th (this year). Thank goodness, all this time I thought she was stealing basketballs from the Wal-Mart store I work at part-time. This will be number four and I don't know how many more. They don't believe in finding out the sex before the baby is born but ABNMOMMA says "she's carrying that baby in the front, it's a boy for sure". After 31 years of marriage I have learned one thing. Don't argue with the Queen!
Finally it is a beautiful day here and I have the windows open and the sun is shining. I wish this could last until April and then warm up. Alas, the Ohio winter will be upon us and I will be depressed until the spring when I can get out and back into my garden.
We live in the best country in the world. I hope you have done you your patriotic duty and privilege and voted. If not, there is still time. Do It!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
A Blank Check
A Hero is someone who, at one point in his life wrote a
blank check,
Payable to: "The United States of America "
Amount of: "Up to and including my life."
blank check,
Payable to: "The United States of America "
Amount of: "Up to and including my life."
For: Freedom and Democracy
Signed: Every Soldier, Sailor, Marine & Airman
Signed: Every Soldier, Sailor, Marine & Airman
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Quick Trip and Too Short
We are back at the ranch after a quick trip to Fayville. I find the trip exciting going down but forever coming back. Children are meant to leave the nest, not the forest in ABNMOMMA'S words. I must agree with her.
The opportunity to post just wasn't available while we were there. We got in late and slept late Saturday morning throwing the schedule completely off. Oh, I really hate that. Finally, on Saturday Jacob and I went to Fort Bragg and just drove around looking at the various areas, monuments, memorials, new barracks, you get the picture. We did a little talking, well a lot of talking, as we toured. He is a good child. He goes there ever day and yet when dad comes to visit off we go to the post. He said it reminded him of when we lived in Wilmington NC and every relative that visited us had to visit the Battleship North Carolina. Personally, I could go there again and again and again.
He informed me I was still a "leg" as we toured the 505 PIR area. I still haven't totally said no to a jump. That might not qualify me for Airborne Wings, but it might get him off my butt about being a "leg". When I was in the Army Security Agency in the 60's my CO told me the government had just spent a small fortune sending me to school for a year and he wasn't signing off for me to break my leg and get a medical discharge. I didn't argue even though it would have meant a whopping $50 per month.
He informed me he now felt equal to his grandfather who fought in WWII as he (Jacob), had now jumped in to Sicily, Normandy, and Omaha (?). I don't know why this is so special. His grandfather, my dad, was in the Philippines and Burma during WWII and WAS A LEG! I think he was just remembering his grandfather who loved him and was a great role model for him as he grew up. They shared many a fishing trip and fishing story while Jacob was growing up. Some of them, .......well let's just leave it at that.
I got to him to pose for a couple of pictures and am going to try to post them when I get the dodad I need to download them from my cameraphone to my computer. He is not really smiling just a grin but that's not bad for a rough tough AIRBORNE guy.
'Bout the only other thing of note was the fact I thought we were going to be asked to leave The Golden Coral where we took everyone for dinner Saturday night. I lost count of how many times the grandkids went back for ice cream and sprinkles. Thank goodness there is no limit. I will admit they did eat a decent meal before they laid siege to the ice cream machine.
Touched base on most of the blogs I follow and those of you who follow me. Will try to get some comments on later in the week. Gotta go to the Docs in the AM and the BOE (Board of Election) for a training class in the afternoon. Where in the world did I ever find time to go to work. Retirement is wearing me out! Oh well, someone has to do it! Right Subvet.
Clik here for a good read on Abortion by my friend at Blowing San # 1
The opportunity to post just wasn't available while we were there. We got in late and slept late Saturday morning throwing the schedule completely off. Oh, I really hate that. Finally, on Saturday Jacob and I went to Fort Bragg and just drove around looking at the various areas, monuments, memorials, new barracks, you get the picture. We did a little talking, well a lot of talking, as we toured. He is a good child. He goes there ever day and yet when dad comes to visit off we go to the post. He said it reminded him of when we lived in Wilmington NC and every relative that visited us had to visit the Battleship North Carolina. Personally, I could go there again and again and again.
He informed me I was still a "leg" as we toured the 505 PIR area. I still haven't totally said no to a jump. That might not qualify me for Airborne Wings, but it might get him off my butt about being a "leg". When I was in the Army Security Agency in the 60's my CO told me the government had just spent a small fortune sending me to school for a year and he wasn't signing off for me to break my leg and get a medical discharge. I didn't argue even though it would have meant a whopping $50 per month.
He informed me he now felt equal to his grandfather who fought in WWII as he (Jacob), had now jumped in to Sicily, Normandy, and Omaha (?). I don't know why this is so special. His grandfather, my dad, was in the Philippines and Burma during WWII and WAS A LEG! I think he was just remembering his grandfather who loved him and was a great role model for him as he grew up. They shared many a fishing trip and fishing story while Jacob was growing up. Some of them, .......well let's just leave it at that.
I got to him to pose for a couple of pictures and am going to try to post them when I get the dodad I need to download them from my cameraphone to my computer. He is not really smiling just a grin but that's not bad for a rough tough AIRBORNE guy.
'Bout the only other thing of note was the fact I thought we were going to be asked to leave The Golden Coral where we took everyone for dinner Saturday night. I lost count of how many times the grandkids went back for ice cream and sprinkles. Thank goodness there is no limit. I will admit they did eat a decent meal before they laid siege to the ice cream machine.
Touched base on most of the blogs I follow and those of you who follow me. Will try to get some comments on later in the week. Gotta go to the Docs in the AM and the BOE (Board of Election) for a training class in the afternoon. Where in the world did I ever find time to go to work. Retirement is wearing me out! Oh well, someone has to do it! Right Subvet.
Clik here for a good read on Abortion by my friend at Blowing San # 1
Please pray for our troops we still have 100,000+ fight the GWOT
Friday, October 10, 2008
Southbound and Down
Just a brief post before we go SOUTHBOUND to Fayville. HOOOAH. The boss has a four day weekend and Jacob has a four day pass. Can't leave this chance go by. Retirement has it's advantages.
On the military side of it. I got a text message sent yesterday morning saying "look for me at noon, I'll be knees in the breeze". So like all good parents I went out on the porch, looked south at noon, and waved. I don't know if he saw me or not. Next text message I got simply stated and I quote, "I'm still alive" Nice news to get from your kid. He called his mom shortly afterward and said he had a nice soft landing which is always good! I don't know if he got to use the new chutes they are getting but will ask when I get there.
Hopefully, next post will be from Fayville, and who knows, maybe I can get him to hold still and smile for a good picture.
That's all folks,
God Bless America! It's the best damn place in the world to live, bar none!!!
Pops
On the military side of it. I got a text message sent yesterday morning saying "look for me at noon, I'll be knees in the breeze". So like all good parents I went out on the porch, looked south at noon, and waved. I don't know if he saw me or not. Next text message I got simply stated and I quote, "I'm still alive" Nice news to get from your kid. He called his mom shortly afterward and said he had a nice soft landing which is always good! I don't know if he got to use the new chutes they are getting but will ask when I get there.
Hopefully, next post will be from Fayville, and who knows, maybe I can get him to hold still and smile for a good picture.
That's all folks,
God Bless America! It's the best damn place in the world to live, bar none!!!
Pops
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Hope It Doesn't Rain!
Just got of the phone with "Jr", Jacob, down in Fayville. All seems to be going well, kids are driving parents nuts, wife is shopping and Jacob is trying to watch multiple games without split/screen. Welcome to parenthood!
As was posted on fellow blogger The One Percenters @ http://theonepercenters.blogspot.com/ both Sgt. Mark and Specialist Jacob missed the next deployment to Iraq. Thank you Lord! That's the good news. Of course the bad news is some other parents have to worry when their young warriors are sent to the war zone in the Global War on Terror.
ABNMOMMA and I are leaving Friday for Fayville. A short visit and perhaps just a smidgen spoiling of the grandchildren. This IS our right and mom and dad don't really mind as we don't get to see them nearly as often as we would like. Even though I have retired from my county job I still work for the world's largest retailer 20 to 25 hours a week. ABNMOMMA says this will keep us from getting divorced after 31 years of marriage. She works from home and if both of us there all day and night she says,it would be stressful. For her maybe, but I can sit for hours and watch the History Channel, Dirty Jobs, and the re-runs of M.A.S.H.However, like another blogger, Subvet, at http://agangershome.blogspot.com/ She must be obeyed. Hey! I haven't stayed married 31 years and learned nothing!
Back to Fayville. Jacob and his unit are heading to the "field" for a little practice this week. He is overjoyed after spending 15 months in the field in Iraq. But, he approaches it with all the excitement of a root canal. Led by his "smoke" who also approaches it with all the excitement of smashing your finger with a hammer. Jacob agrees that is what they do and must, for them to return safely from the next mission they are sent on. Train, Train, Train, Once they are honed razor sharp, some politician, who most likely knows nothing about war or the military will dispatch them to a place far from their home, wives/husbands, children and the rest of their family. There they will do the work that only a few can and are willing to do. I just wish the damn, (sorry Chaplains) politicians would stick to screwing up Washington, they do an excellent job at that, and leave the wars to the people that know best how to do it.
On this trip my only military plan is to try to visit and hear preach an Army Chaplin I have had the honor of emailing with for the past 18 months. The last time I was down to Fayville he wasn't preaching on Sunday. Maybe my luck will change this time. If not at least I hopefully will get to see and visit him prior to his deployment in November. Jacob's "battle buddy" Kody is in Ranger training and I won't be able to see him as he is basically incommunicado until his training is complete. Hopefully we'll see him the next time.
I have an uncontrollable urge to make a political statement at this time, about who would you rather be in a firefight (foxhole) with a moose huntin' hockey mom or a man who supports killing innocent unborn babies. I won't because that is not what this blog is about. You can pick up my political comments @http://conservativeoutrage.blogspot.com/
If you have made it this far you have had the opportunity to listen to some music I have posted. Of course it is all patriotic. I have tried to mix it up a little as I like different types of music and hope you do too. Please leave me a comment and let me know what you think about the post and music.
As was posted on fellow blogger The One Percenters @ http://theonepercenters.blogspot.com/ both Sgt. Mark and Specialist Jacob missed the next deployment to Iraq. Thank you Lord! That's the good news. Of course the bad news is some other parents have to worry when their young warriors are sent to the war zone in the Global War on Terror.
ABNMOMMA and I are leaving Friday for Fayville. A short visit and perhaps just a smidgen spoiling of the grandchildren. This IS our right and mom and dad don't really mind as we don't get to see them nearly as often as we would like. Even though I have retired from my county job I still work for the world's largest retailer 20 to 25 hours a week. ABNMOMMA says this will keep us from getting divorced after 31 years of marriage. She works from home and if both of us there all day and night she says,it would be stressful. For her maybe, but I can sit for hours and watch the History Channel, Dirty Jobs, and the re-runs of M.A.S.H.However, like another blogger, Subvet, at http://agangershome.blogspot.com/ She must be obeyed. Hey! I haven't stayed married 31 years and learned nothing!
Back to Fayville. Jacob and his unit are heading to the "field" for a little practice this week. He is overjoyed after spending 15 months in the field in Iraq. But, he approaches it with all the excitement of a root canal. Led by his "smoke" who also approaches it with all the excitement of smashing your finger with a hammer. Jacob agrees that is what they do and must, for them to return safely from the next mission they are sent on. Train, Train, Train, Once they are honed razor sharp, some politician, who most likely knows nothing about war or the military will dispatch them to a place far from their home, wives/husbands, children and the rest of their family. There they will do the work that only a few can and are willing to do. I just wish the damn, (sorry Chaplains) politicians would stick to screwing up Washington, they do an excellent job at that, and leave the wars to the people that know best how to do it.
On this trip my only military plan is to try to visit and hear preach an Army Chaplin I have had the honor of emailing with for the past 18 months. The last time I was down to Fayville he wasn't preaching on Sunday. Maybe my luck will change this time. If not at least I hopefully will get to see and visit him prior to his deployment in November. Jacob's "battle buddy" Kody is in Ranger training and I won't be able to see him as he is basically incommunicado until his training is complete. Hopefully we'll see him the next time.
I have an uncontrollable urge to make a political statement at this time, about who would you rather be in a firefight (foxhole) with a moose huntin' hockey mom or a man who supports killing innocent unborn babies. I won't because that is not what this blog is about. You can pick up my political comments @http://conservativeoutrage.blogspot.com/
If you have made it this far you have had the opportunity to listen to some music I have posted. Of course it is all patriotic. I have tried to mix it up a little as I like different types of music and hope you do too. Please leave me a comment and let me know what you think about the post and music.
God bless America and our military who keep us safe from harm
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Conservative Outrage
Getting real busy in retirement so please read my post at http://conservativeoutrage.blogspot.com/ .
Friday, September 19, 2008
Soldiers, Some Young, Some Old, Some Gone
This post is dedicated to the family and friends of Harley Edward Huston.
Harley Huston represents what has become almost a forgotten generation. NOT because his generation did nothing of importance but, because they are passing on. Mr. Huston's generation lived through the Great Depression, fought bravely on 2 war fronts, freed millions of Europeans that had been overrun by the German war machine and island hopped to Tokyo, Japan, one bloody island at a time. Yes, they invented the Atom bomb but they also cured the crippling disease of Polio. Their hard work and perseverance built this county in to what it is today. The BEST county on the face of this earth. Harley Huston and his generation set the standards for our military to be the best in the world and set the American lifestyle to be the best in the world.
This is a generation that according to a Fox News Report of May 24, 2008 are dying at the rate of 1000 per day. According to Fox, they were once 16 million strong and now number approximately 2.5 million. Many of these veterans are still around. You see them in the parks, in the Wal-Mart stores and in the Veteran Day parades. The next time you see a veteran and you will know the the WWII veterans. They are the ones with gray hair, gnarled hands, some are a little stoop shouldered and their eyes get teary when the National Anthem is played. Just quietly and gracefully say, Thank you sir, thank you for my freedom and what you sacrificed for me.
Mr. Huston, with respect, I salute you. God Bless. For prayer clik on Psalm 23
Harley Edward Huston
September 13,2008
Soldiers, some young, some old, some gone. This post is dedicated to one who has left us this past week. You don't know him but you know of him and 16 million just like him. He is a World War II Veteran. On September 13, 2008 Harley Edward Huston's spirit left his worldly body to soar to the heavens and be with God. Although I didn't have a close relationship with Mr. Huston I know his daughter, grandaughter and son-in-law. By knowing them I feel I knew him.September 13,2008
Harley Huston represents what has become almost a forgotten generation. NOT because his generation did nothing of importance but, because they are passing on. Mr. Huston's generation lived through the Great Depression, fought bravely on 2 war fronts, freed millions of Europeans that had been overrun by the German war machine and island hopped to Tokyo, Japan, one bloody island at a time. Yes, they invented the Atom bomb but they also cured the crippling disease of Polio. Their hard work and perseverance built this county in to what it is today. The BEST county on the face of this earth. Harley Huston and his generation set the standards for our military to be the best in the world and set the American lifestyle to be the best in the world.
This is a generation that according to a Fox News Report of May 24, 2008 are dying at the rate of 1000 per day. According to Fox, they were once 16 million strong and now number approximately 2.5 million. Many of these veterans are still around. You see them in the parks, in the Wal-Mart stores and in the Veteran Day parades. The next time you see a veteran and you will know the the WWII veterans. They are the ones with gray hair, gnarled hands, some are a little stoop shouldered and their eyes get teary when the National Anthem is played. Just quietly and gracefully say, Thank you sir, thank you for my freedom and what you sacrificed for me.
Mr. Huston, with respect, I salute you. God Bless. For prayer clik on Psalm 23
Thursday, September 11, 2008
A Veteran Speaks Out,
This link was sent to me by my blogger friend Mighty Mom over at http://texassiren.blogspot.com/ It sends a powerful message for all Americans. It was done by a young veteran who did it on his own, without funds from anyone, because he felt he had to do it. I will let this young warrior speak for himself and the many, many young warriors it has been my honor privilege to meet in the last 3 years. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TG4fe9GlWS8
GOD BLESS AMERICA!
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Time for Some Good News
As our young warriors continue to train for their next engagement some good things are happening. You won't catch this on the major networks. It doesn't involve mayhem, gore (not Al), or an anti-American spin. It is up to your humble blogger to bring it to you. I heard on the radio our brother Marines are giving up security in Anbar Province effective the end of this week. The Iraqi Security Forces will take over and protect their homeland. If you remember, the major networks made nightly news of Anbar as it was an AQI stronghold. Gee, where are the major nets now that the surge has turned the tide and the ISF are up to speed. This post is not about that. I just threw it in for free, which means no extra charge to read it. (Smile, I am) You do have to wonder though, why are the major networks not reporting GOOD happenings in Iraq?
Posts can go on and on but I just wanted to take us, you and me, away from the boring programing that has been on EVERY TV channel this week. Thank goodness for The History and The Discovery Channel. Not to be one sided, I am certain it will be the same way next week but, I still have two channels worth watching and I have to mow the grass.
For some good news clik on this link. http://www.defenselink.mil/news/newsarticle.aspx?id=50939
See what IS happening in Iraq. This is just a small part of what our brave warriors have accomplished since they have been there. I must put in a plug for Specialist Jacob who was home last weekend. During his deployment in Baghdad he told me part of the 15 months his unit was there they rebuilt and re-furbished 3 schools for girls.They also were with the Corp of Engineers when they built a water pumping station for irrigation of farmland so the Iraqis could begin farming in the region. For some good news from Iraq, like I said clik on the link. Kids are kids the world around.
Posts can go on and on but I just wanted to take us, you and me, away from the boring programing that has been on EVERY TV channel this week. Thank goodness for The History and The Discovery Channel. Not to be one sided, I am certain it will be the same way next week but, I still have two channels worth watching and I have to mow the grass.
For some good news clik on this link. http://www.defenselink.mil/news/newsarticle.aspx?id=50939
See what IS happening in Iraq. This is just a small part of what our brave warriors have accomplished since they have been there. I must put in a plug for Specialist Jacob who was home last weekend. During his deployment in Baghdad he told me part of the 15 months his unit was there they rebuilt and re-furbished 3 schools for girls.They also were with the Corp of Engineers when they built a water pumping station for irrigation of farmland so the Iraqis could begin farming in the region. For some good news from Iraq, like I said clik on the link. Kids are kids the world around.
Have a wonderful Labor Day and don't forget the young men and women who protect our FREEDOM.
God Bless America, America, Bless God
God Bless America, America, Bless God
Monday, August 18, 2008
FINALLY A TIME TO JUST TALK
It happened this weekend, not the way it was planned but it happened, FINALLY. As most of you know Jacob returned from Iraq in March. Due to the passing of his uncle that same day, our reunion was cut short. When his leave FINALLY rolled around in June, it was vacation to Atlanic City, compliments of the in-laws, thank them very much, then back to Ft Bragg because the boys started summer basketball.
During the July we managed to corral one of the grandsons and held him for ransome. We knew dad would come and get him sometime before school started. We were right! Got him!!
He rolled into the homestead about 2120 hrs, (9:20PM for you civilians) Friday evening. A two hour parking lot (accident) on the West Virginia Turnpike (?) caused the delay of a normally 8 hour trip. But he's home. Sit down eat some pizza from his favorite pizza joint and just talk and listen. Oh, what a wonderful experience. Just Mom, Dad, and child, (man). Conversation ran the gamut (sp?) from re-enlistment, buying his first home, little sister who is with child, was Michael, the grandson good?, (grandchildren are always good for grandparents!). It was just fantastic!
Saturday morning I went to work for a couple of hours and then.....the tradition breakfast at Bob Evans. We went there on a regular basis and just talked about everything and nothing. Dad's know about this type of talk. The first thing that happened was so emotional I had a hard time telling it to his mother when we got home.
I gotta set this up. We go to BE and are dressed in shorts, t-shirts and tennis shoes. No military stuff at all. We are shown our table and before the waitress give us our menus a guy from our church walks over. He puts his arm around Jacob and declares to the tables near and some far, "Welcome home soldier, we are so proud of you and what you are doing for us." Let me tell you a very humble rough tough soldier was visibility moved. Thank you's came from various other tables around us then. Of course dad was bustin' the buttons off his t-shirt but my soldier just sat there quite and humble and replied thank you sir and nodded thanks to the other people. It was a very moving moment in his life and mine. I believe it meant more to him than anything that he has ever had happen in his life. He understood the path he had chosen was the right one not only for him but for his county and the people who live here. He knew what he and all of our young men and women were and have been doing was well worth it.
Saturday we had a little surprise cook out with just family and friends. He and his little sister were talking and she asked him about PTSD. Do you have it, she asked, yes, he answered a mild case. What are you doing about it? Dealing with he says. This struck me as I began to think while they talked about it. Every soldier must have some PTSD coming back home. How do they deal with it? It was good to see little sister and big brother talking it out. Just for the record little sister is 2 years older but about 8 inches shorter than her big brother.
Later in the evening we just talked about everything and nothing. He told me the day went "good pops, good". That coming from a person who does not like the spotlight. Now just more talk and listen until midnight and our soldier racks out on couch, a place we found him on many a morning. Then just mom....and dad...and child asleep. In Jacob's bedroom his son was sleeping. The cycle begins again, another child and perhaps someday another parents worry but, for now, for this one night, this one moment, parents just breath a sigh of relief, thank their God, their child is home safe.
I just wish all of you could have been here. For Airborne Dad and Infantry Dad and the rest of you with sons and daughters "in harms way" I know you know the feeling.
He's off again back to Fayville and ready to do what all of our brave sons and daughters do. Protect us and give us the best county in the world to live in. They are so very special. That's why they are "The One Percenters"!
Please note the addition of two more of America's One Percenters on my Prayer List
Greg Funk, Army
Nathan Petty, Army
During the July we managed to corral one of the grandsons and held him for ransome. We knew dad would come and get him sometime before school started. We were right! Got him!!
He rolled into the homestead about 2120 hrs, (9:20PM for you civilians) Friday evening. A two hour parking lot (accident) on the West Virginia Turnpike (?) caused the delay of a normally 8 hour trip. But he's home. Sit down eat some pizza from his favorite pizza joint and just talk and listen. Oh, what a wonderful experience. Just Mom, Dad, and child, (man). Conversation ran the gamut (sp?) from re-enlistment, buying his first home, little sister who is with child, was Michael, the grandson good?, (grandchildren are always good for grandparents!). It was just fantastic!
Saturday morning I went to work for a couple of hours and then.....the tradition breakfast at Bob Evans. We went there on a regular basis and just talked about everything and nothing. Dad's know about this type of talk. The first thing that happened was so emotional I had a hard time telling it to his mother when we got home.
I gotta set this up. We go to BE and are dressed in shorts, t-shirts and tennis shoes. No military stuff at all. We are shown our table and before the waitress give us our menus a guy from our church walks over. He puts his arm around Jacob and declares to the tables near and some far, "Welcome home soldier, we are so proud of you and what you are doing for us." Let me tell you a very humble rough tough soldier was visibility moved. Thank you's came from various other tables around us then. Of course dad was bustin' the buttons off his t-shirt but my soldier just sat there quite and humble and replied thank you sir and nodded thanks to the other people. It was a very moving moment in his life and mine. I believe it meant more to him than anything that he has ever had happen in his life. He understood the path he had chosen was the right one not only for him but for his county and the people who live here. He knew what he and all of our young men and women were and have been doing was well worth it.
Saturday we had a little surprise cook out with just family and friends. He and his little sister were talking and she asked him about PTSD. Do you have it, she asked, yes, he answered a mild case. What are you doing about it? Dealing with he says. This struck me as I began to think while they talked about it. Every soldier must have some PTSD coming back home. How do they deal with it? It was good to see little sister and big brother talking it out. Just for the record little sister is 2 years older but about 8 inches shorter than her big brother.
Later in the evening we just talked about everything and nothing. He told me the day went "good pops, good". That coming from a person who does not like the spotlight. Now just more talk and listen until midnight and our soldier racks out on couch, a place we found him on many a morning. Then just mom....and dad...and child asleep. In Jacob's bedroom his son was sleeping. The cycle begins again, another child and perhaps someday another parents worry but, for now, for this one night, this one moment, parents just breath a sigh of relief, thank their God, their child is home safe.
I just wish all of you could have been here. For Airborne Dad and Infantry Dad and the rest of you with sons and daughters "in harms way" I know you know the feeling.
He's off again back to Fayville and ready to do what all of our brave sons and daughters do. Protect us and give us the best county in the world to live in. They are so very special. That's why they are "The One Percenters"!
Please note the addition of two more of America's One Percenters on my Prayer List
Greg Funk, Army
Nathan Petty, Army
Have a great week and God Bless America!
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Good Morning All,
I have yet to ask for donations for this blog as I personally wouldn’t pay for most of the information that is printed here but……OH BOY, here is comes. Nah, not for me. If you haven’t figured it out yet I write on two blogs, Mark 1:11 http://markoneeleven.blogspot.com/ and Conservative Outrage http://conservativeoutrage.blogspot.com/ .
Mark 1:11 was started when my son Jacob went to
I invite you to clik on http://www.restart.typepad.com , scroll down to the July 30 post and read it. If you feel strongly about our military and the Conservative base that founded the greatest county on earth clik the “Contribute Now” and make a donation. This good Marine, an
ABNPOPPA
Proud father of an 82nd AIRBORNE Paratrooper
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Let's Not Forget Them
One thing I have noticed lately and I feel a little sad about it is the frequency of blogging has slowed down. I am not sure why, perhaps it is summer and people are on vacation. Perhaps it is because the young soldiers our blogging family has been keeping track of and praying for are safe at back home. As I look back on the last 18-19 months when our soldier left it seems as most of the world I live in has stood still. Any vacation was taken at
When Jacob deployed it was for 12 months and was bumped up to 15 months. Since he left in January we decided we would leave Christmas decorations up until he came home in January. Being a rather bull headed person after we learned of the extra 3 months I said something to the affect “those damn decorations are staying till he comes home.” Then he did come home to
ABNMOMMA put her foot down and the artificial tree and Nativity Scene succumbed to her wishes or at least I did. Now, herein lies my problem. We have 14 foot tall ceilings in the Great Room. Hanging in the Great Room are 16, 12 inch ornaments about 2 to 3 feet from the ceiling. To quote Subvet, “she who must be obeyed” has requested they come down. I say, since I am the one who has to climb up the ladder and reach about 6 inches longer than my arm will allow they should stay. Christmas is only about 4 months away! Safety first, don’t you agree?
What say you? C’mon guys I need your help on this one. Save me!
*Please note the addition of SSG David Cross to my Soldiers Prayer List. He was recently deployed to
G-d Bless All
ABNPOPPA
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Who among us would not post on our blog this memorable day. The day that gives freedom and justice for all of us in the greatest county in the World. Sure there will be the flags, parades and fireworks, a tradition that has spanned over 200 years. We are so lucky and blessed.
As my children were growing up and as I tell my grandchildren today one only needs to read two documents to live a righteous life. The first is the Bible and the second, of course is The Declaration of Independence. I firmly believe if one puts time and effort into these two instruments, lives by what the authors wrote, and follows them as the authors intended a person will have a successful life.
When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed,
I have only copied the first part of the Declaration of Independence because I feel it contains two very important statements. The first,
"all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator".
It doesn't say only in church, it doesn't say not in the place you work, it doesn't say not in a court room and it doesn't say not in a school. The Creator endows every man, woman and child all the time everywhere!
You only have to go back to when prayer was taken out of the schools to see the moral decline that has taken over. First the schools, then work and now some state and local governments are trying to pass laws that would prevent Pastors, Preachers, Priests and Rabbis from preaching what the Creator has endowed on every man.
The second statement, "
That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed".
The key here is with the consent of the governed. It is not just the last Congress that was elected two short years ago but ones that were elected several years ago that began the downward cycle the Greatest Nation on earth faces today. The term "do nothing congress' is appropriate for the current congress. The slippery slope started when "we the people" began to demand less of the people we elected. It began when we decide it wasn't worth the effort to study who was running for what office or what they wanted to do, or...who they were connected with. Our elected officials have health insurance they don't pay for, bank accounts they don't have to balance, can take a trip anywhere in the world and say it is for government business and drive in cars we can't even begin to afford. All at taxpayers expense.
I say Bull Crap! It is time, "we the people" begin to form a more responsive government. It all starts with holding their feet to the fire this coming election day. The President of this great country is the most powerful man in the world but....it is the Congress that holds the purse strings. I don't care who you vote for as it is none of my business. I do care that you vote and encourage everyone you know to find out where these current congressmen and women stand on issues. What have they done in the last 2,4, or 6 years? Is it for their own political gain or is it for the betterment of this county! Have they voted on issues or skipped town when they thought the vote might hurt their chance for re-election? If they have put themselves before the betterment of this country. I say Vote them OUT! We don't need do nothings guiding this country. What do they stand for? If you don't stand for something you'll fall for anything! (Garth Brooks)
IMHO these last two that are running for President of the United States should resign NOW! Getting paid while being absent from your job to campaign is an insult to every American working man and women.
"..my fellow Americans: ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country.
John F. Kennedy, Inaugural Address, January 20, 1961
As my children were growing up and as I tell my grandchildren today one only needs to read two documents to live a righteous life. The first is the Bible and the second, of course is The Declaration of Independence. I firmly believe if one puts time and effort into these two instruments, lives by what the authors wrote, and follows them as the authors intended a person will have a successful life.
When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed,
I have only copied the first part of the Declaration of Independence because I feel it contains two very important statements. The first,
"all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator".
It doesn't say only in church, it doesn't say not in the place you work, it doesn't say not in a court room and it doesn't say not in a school. The Creator endows every man, woman and child all the time everywhere!
You only have to go back to when prayer was taken out of the schools to see the moral decline that has taken over. First the schools, then work and now some state and local governments are trying to pass laws that would prevent Pastors, Preachers, Priests and Rabbis from preaching what the Creator has endowed on every man.
The second statement, "
That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed".
The key here is with the consent of the governed. It is not just the last Congress that was elected two short years ago but ones that were elected several years ago that began the downward cycle the Greatest Nation on earth faces today. The term "do nothing congress' is appropriate for the current congress. The slippery slope started when "we the people" began to demand less of the people we elected. It began when we decide it wasn't worth the effort to study who was running for what office or what they wanted to do, or...who they were connected with. Our elected officials have health insurance they don't pay for, bank accounts they don't have to balance, can take a trip anywhere in the world and say it is for government business and drive in cars we can't even begin to afford. All at taxpayers expense.
I say Bull Crap! It is time, "we the people" begin to form a more responsive government. It all starts with holding their feet to the fire this coming election day. The President of this great country is the most powerful man in the world but....it is the Congress that holds the purse strings. I don't care who you vote for as it is none of my business. I do care that you vote and encourage everyone you know to find out where these current congressmen and women stand on issues. What have they done in the last 2,4, or 6 years? Is it for their own political gain or is it for the betterment of this county! Have they voted on issues or skipped town when they thought the vote might hurt their chance for re-election? If they have put themselves before the betterment of this country. I say Vote them OUT! We don't need do nothings guiding this country. What do they stand for? If you don't stand for something you'll fall for anything! (Garth Brooks)
IMHO these last two that are running for President of the United States should resign NOW! Getting paid while being absent from your job to campaign is an insult to every American working man and women.
"..my fellow Americans: ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country.
John F. Kennedy, Inaugural Address, January 20, 1961God Bless America
Monday, June 30, 2008
General Electric, Who do you Support?
This just really upsets me! I would use stronger words but my mother taught me better. It is OUTRAGEOUS! I heard it on O'Reilly again last week and it triggered something in the ol' grey matter. I finally found it and can't believe it is happening. It was originally reported in January of this year and apparently continues.
Several of us bloggers have sons currently serving in the GWOT, Global War on Terror. It has been reported that General Electric continues to do business with Iran. This after it has been proven that Iran continues to train, fund, and equip terrorists in Iraq.
Why this information is not aired in a big way is beyond me. On the O'Reilly show he stated that several states have divested all interests in investments in Iran. Has your state, or your, pension fund? Have you contacted your Congressman or Senator to find out why they have allowed this to continue? This is truly a "do nothing congress" and as long as our sons and daughters fight for this county major corporations in this county need to put their lives before the stockholders interest. If it weren't for our sons and daughters there wouldn't be any company or stockholders.
Boycott General Electric in everything and every way you can.
Supporting Links
www.cbsnews.com/stories/2004/01/22/60minutes/main595214.shtml
doctordalai.blogspot.com/2008/01/general-electric-is-doing-business-with.html
And.... thanks for your support!
Several of us bloggers have sons currently serving in the GWOT, Global War on Terror. It has been reported that General Electric continues to do business with Iran. This after it has been proven that Iran continues to train, fund, and equip terrorists in Iraq.
Why this information is not aired in a big way is beyond me. On the O'Reilly show he stated that several states have divested all interests in investments in Iran. Has your state, or your, pension fund? Have you contacted your Congressman or Senator to find out why they have allowed this to continue? This is truly a "do nothing congress" and as long as our sons and daughters fight for this county major corporations in this county need to put their lives before the stockholders interest. If it weren't for our sons and daughters there wouldn't be any company or stockholders.
Boycott General Electric in everything and every way you can.
Supporting Links
www.cbsnews.com/stories/2004/01/22/60minutes/main595214.shtml
doctordalai.blogspot.com/2008/01/general-electric-is-doing-business-with.html
And.... thanks for your support!
Monday, June 23, 2008
OH MY!!!
OK,
Gotta get this going before I start to work replacing what was so carefully constructed over the past week. You see, the boys were here for a little weeks vacation while mom and dad went to
What was once a nice efficient, passive solar house and homestead was transformed by two of the three grandsons in to the Skateboard/bicycle Track of Champions while I was at work performing my super secret government operations, so secret I can’t even tell myself what I do. Zak, and Evan the 11 and 10 year olds without help from any adult or older sibling constructed the park you see in the pictures.
The good news is that after 4 days of riding and boarding in various stages of construction no trips were made to the hospital. ABNMOMMA was pressed into nursing duty for several scraps and abrasions but no broken bones. If you are wondering were the bricks came from if you look at the background you will see a partially dis-mantled flower garden wall. This wall must be rebuilt as the boss said it makes the ranch look trashy. Like the skateboard park is aesthetically appealing?
Oh well, I better get to work, the real boss is due home shortly and if it looks like I did something I might just get dinner.
Grandkids, you gotta love ‘em!!!
Hooah!
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Flag Day
Hi Folks,
My post is short and sweet this time. I borrowed it from a man named Red. In these times of trouble and tribulation maybe we ALL need to remember what it means to ALL of us who live in the best county in the world. Clik onthe link, The Pledge, on the left. You may have to paste it to your browser but it is worth it.
http://unknownprogrammer.home.comcast.net/~unknownprogrammer/index.html
Hooah!
My post is short and sweet this time. I borrowed it from a man named Red. In these times of trouble and tribulation maybe we ALL need to remember what it means to ALL of us who live in the best county in the world. Clik onthe link, The Pledge, on the left. You may have to paste it to your browser but it is worth it.
http://unknownprogrammer.home.comcast.net/~unknownprogrammer/index.html
Hooah!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Memorial Day
1218 HRS. 05/25/08 (Sunday afternoon for you civilians)
It's strange how things work out. I had no real intention to post for a while as my family has been tied up in the ICU for the past week. ABNMOMMA's father had been ill. Our family was sadden when he passed away Thursday morning. He was a good man and a Veteran of the US ARMY. Nothing seemed right and I was resigned to not post on this important day. I returned home and read some emails and to my surprise a couple of my fellow bloggers mentioned my not posting. I had a couple of ideas but they just didn't seem right.
It's been said I have never had an original idea. So today I am borrowing from a man I will call a friend of mine, (he might disagree) but, here goes.
I went to a local church today, pastored by a retired ARMY Chaplin. He had invited me previously and today seemed appropriate. Here's a plug for you Pastor (Chaplin) Flesher, http://www.greencastlebiblechurch.org/. It was a good service started off by the Pledge of Allegiance being led by Sgt. David Grubb, and Iraqi Veteran. A moment of silence for those who gave their lives for us. Then a prayer by an Air Force retiree who in his prayer gave blessing for living in the greatest county in the world and being allowed to pray in any church or way we wished. This struck me as exactly what the thousands of Veterans who have died did for us.
How do we, the living, say Thank You to those who have paid the ultimate sacrifice? How do we, the living, say Thank You for allowing us to pray in any way and any church we want? How do we, the living, say Thank You for those who never returned to the county they died for while in places named, The Argonne Forest, Pork Chop Hill, Omaha Beach, the Mekong Delta, Mosel or some unnamed mountain or valley in places like Afghanistan? The answer is we can't. I truly believe we can't. Saying Thank You is not enough, but it's all I have! May you find Peace in Heaven.
We go out wave our flags, go to the cemetery watch the parade and then off to the barbecue. I was in a major retail store yesterday and the display for grills was bigger than the display for flags. What has this county become? Folks, it is NOT about money, big houses, or fast cars. It's about Freedom, it's about Democracy, it's about being able to pray in any church, at any time, in any way.
A soloist sang a song, entitled "How can it be (he died for me)". Today, I will change that slightly and ask myself, Veteran, How can it be you died for me?
It's strange how things work out. I had no real intention to post for a while as my family has been tied up in the ICU for the past week. ABNMOMMA's father had been ill. Our family was sadden when he passed away Thursday morning. He was a good man and a Veteran of the US ARMY. Nothing seemed right and I was resigned to not post on this important day. I returned home and read some emails and to my surprise a couple of my fellow bloggers mentioned my not posting. I had a couple of ideas but they just didn't seem right.
It's been said I have never had an original idea. So today I am borrowing from a man I will call a friend of mine, (he might disagree) but, here goes.
I went to a local church today, pastored by a retired ARMY Chaplin. He had invited me previously and today seemed appropriate. Here's a plug for you Pastor (Chaplin) Flesher, http://www.greencastlebiblechurch.org/. It was a good service started off by the Pledge of Allegiance being led by Sgt. David Grubb, and Iraqi Veteran. A moment of silence for those who gave their lives for us. Then a prayer by an Air Force retiree who in his prayer gave blessing for living in the greatest county in the world and being allowed to pray in any church or way we wished. This struck me as exactly what the thousands of Veterans who have died did for us.
How do we, the living, say Thank You to those who have paid the ultimate sacrifice? How do we, the living, say Thank You for allowing us to pray in any way and any church we want? How do we, the living, say Thank You for those who never returned to the county they died for while in places named, The Argonne Forest, Pork Chop Hill, Omaha Beach, the Mekong Delta, Mosel or some unnamed mountain or valley in places like Afghanistan? The answer is we can't. I truly believe we can't. Saying Thank You is not enough, but it's all I have! May you find Peace in Heaven.
We go out wave our flags, go to the cemetery watch the parade and then off to the barbecue. I was in a major retail store yesterday and the display for grills was bigger than the display for flags. What has this county become? Folks, it is NOT about money, big houses, or fast cars. It's about Freedom, it's about Democracy, it's about being able to pray in any church, at any time, in any way.
A soloist sang a song, entitled "How can it be (he died for me)". Today, I will change that slightly and ask myself, Veteran, How can it be you died for me?
Saturday, May 17, 2008
The Heart of It All
Hi Folks,
I was going to start of with "My fellow Americans", but I hear someone else all ready said that!
I will warn you now this is more personal blogging than thought provoking, then again, some would say I have never really had a thought provoking idea.
WOW, is all I can say! ABNPOPPA has been pressed back into service for the US ARMY. Nah, I didn't re-enlist, and didn't get called up, too old. I did, get a call from Fayetteville, home of the 82n AIRBORNE Division to report for duty as a youth monitor, aka, grandpa or baby sitter. Am I up to the challenge, you betcha Charlie! Three grandsons, 10,11, and 14 and me for 72 fun (?) filled hours. One of my fellow bloggers suggested something like chocolate about an hour before mom and dad get home. I am thinking about that!
It seems some of the husbands and wives get to visit Myrtle Beach this weekend as part of their debriefing since returning home from Iraq. Debriefing? Gotta think that one over. Anyway since ABNMOMMA'S dad has been in the hospital for some breathing difficulties, I am in Fayville, as I like to call it. and it's easier to type.
This is one town let me tell you. Flags and signs supporting our soldiers and of course Fort Bragg. What can I say? Fort Bragg, Home of the 82nd AIRBORNE, Special Ops, Delta Force. For an older Army veteran like me this is the mecca for our fighting forces. I am sure the Marines and Air Force and Navy and Coast Guard might disagree. Next week is All American Week and there is going to be more parades, brass, exhibitions than one can imagine. There have bowling tournaments, baseball games for our returning soldiers. The media may want to say the returning veterans are not getting greeted the way they should be and people are ready to give up on the GWOT but these soldiers want to win. You can just feel a difference in the air. You can feel the Pride, the Dedication, and the Courage of these young men and women soldiers as they walk with pride and their heads held high! These are the GREATEST Soldiers in the world.
You can run stories about barracks in poor repair but forget to mention they are barracks from WWII and haven't been lived in for two years. The media also forgets to mention about the millions of dollars spent in new barracks for our fighting forces. Sorry, not meant to be a slam fest.
This is double high for ol' ABNPOPPA. Mom and dad away and the boys and grandpa play. And I am so lucky to be playing in Fayville and Fort Bragg. All I can say is WOW!
I am so lucky to be an American G-d Bless the USA and blogging from Fort Bragg!!
Hoooah! ATW!
Mathew 8
5And when Jesus was entered into Capernaum, there came unto him a centurion, beseeching him,
6And saying, Lord, my servant lieth at home sick of the palsy, grievously tormented.
7And Jesus saith unto him, I will come and heal him.
8The centurion answered and said, Lord, I am not worthy that thou shouldest come under my roof: but speak the word only, and my servant shall be healed.
9For I am a man under authority, having soldiers under me: and I say to this man, Go, and he goeth; and to another, Come, and he cometh; and to my servant, Do this, and he doeth it.
10When Jesus heard it, he marvelled, and said to them that followed, Verily I say unto you, I have not found so great faith, no, not in Israel.
11And I say unto you, That many shall come from the east and west, and shall sit down with Abraham, and Isaac, and Jacob, in the kingdom of heaven.
12But the children of the kingdom shall be cast out into outer darkness: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
13And Jesus said unto the centurion, Go thy way; and as thou hast believed, so be it done unto thee. And his servant was healed in the selfsame hour.
I was going to start of with "My fellow Americans", but I hear someone else all ready said that!
I will warn you now this is more personal blogging than thought provoking, then again, some would say I have never really had a thought provoking idea.
WOW, is all I can say! ABNPOPPA has been pressed back into service for the US ARMY. Nah, I didn't re-enlist, and didn't get called up, too old. I did, get a call from Fayetteville, home of the 82n AIRBORNE Division to report for duty as a youth monitor, aka, grandpa or baby sitter. Am I up to the challenge, you betcha Charlie! Three grandsons, 10,11, and 14 and me for 72 fun (?) filled hours. One of my fellow bloggers suggested something like chocolate about an hour before mom and dad get home. I am thinking about that!
It seems some of the husbands and wives get to visit Myrtle Beach this weekend as part of their debriefing since returning home from Iraq. Debriefing? Gotta think that one over. Anyway since ABNMOMMA'S dad has been in the hospital for some breathing difficulties, I am in Fayville, as I like to call it. and it's easier to type.
This is one town let me tell you. Flags and signs supporting our soldiers and of course Fort Bragg. What can I say? Fort Bragg, Home of the 82nd AIRBORNE, Special Ops, Delta Force. For an older Army veteran like me this is the mecca for our fighting forces. I am sure the Marines and Air Force and Navy and Coast Guard might disagree. Next week is All American Week and there is going to be more parades, brass, exhibitions than one can imagine. There have bowling tournaments, baseball games for our returning soldiers. The media may want to say the returning veterans are not getting greeted the way they should be and people are ready to give up on the GWOT but these soldiers want to win. You can just feel a difference in the air. You can feel the Pride, the Dedication, and the Courage of these young men and women soldiers as they walk with pride and their heads held high! These are the GREATEST Soldiers in the world.
You can run stories about barracks in poor repair but forget to mention they are barracks from WWII and haven't been lived in for two years. The media also forgets to mention about the millions of dollars spent in new barracks for our fighting forces. Sorry, not meant to be a slam fest.
This is double high for ol' ABNPOPPA. Mom and dad away and the boys and grandpa play. And I am so lucky to be playing in Fayville and Fort Bragg. All I can say is WOW!
I am so lucky to be an American G-d Bless the USA and blogging from Fort Bragg!!
Hoooah! ATW!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
This War Just Got Too Damn Close
Lance Cpl. James Fredrick Kimple
Lance Cpl. James Fredrick Kimple (Freer), 21, was killed in action on Saturday, May 3, 2008, in the Province of Iraq. He served with First MLG CLB1 Security Company and was stationed out of Camp Pendleton, Calif.
This young man lived just a few short miles from our home. Jacob played basketball against his school during his high school years. Please remember his family in your prayers as they go through these trying times.
James died doing what he wanted to do since age 16. He did it for his family and his country and will always be our hero. The few, the proud, one of our finest.
Please go to this web site to read more about this Fallen Warrior.
lancastereaglegazette.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080507/OBITUARIES/805070305/1023
In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to a trust fund which has been established at Fifth Third Bank for the education of his three children. All I can say is:
Freedom isn't Free.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
National Prayer Day
May 1, 2008
National Day of Prayer
National Day of Prayer
Have you heard this on the news? Have you heard it at work? Have you read it in the newspaper? I think not! Folks, let me tell you I have heard more hoopla over Sweetest Day, Grandparents Day, and St. Patrick's Day. What gets me is only a portion of this great county we live in can celebrate these days. Never heard of Americans from Italy celebrating St. Patrick's Day with the same zeal as my Irish friends...have you? Mom and Dad don't celebrate Grandparents Day 'cause they have their own days to celebrate. What I am getting at is what has got to be one of the most important days of the year and nobody seems to be celebrating it, or at least a very few. This is not just Catholic Day, Jewish Day or even Muslim Day or Baptist Day. We in America what ever faith we are can certainly celebrate National Day of Prayer.
Why aren't the TVstations announcing it or the newspapers printing it. Hey America! National Day of Prayer!! One day every free American can celebrate. C'mon folks for once in your life do something a little different perhaps, say a prayer. I know my G-d won't mind receiving an extra one or two and I am sure the Jewish G-d, and the G-Ds of the other faiths will have some time to listen also.
Some may say this is blasphemy because there is only one G-d, but I think you get my point. Take a moment, ask a friend or relative or for goodness sakes someone you don't even know. Give thanks for living in the GREATEST county on Earth, The United States of America. And, while you're at it you might just remember the 140,000 young men and women in the military currently fighting to keep us free and safe, giving us the chance, without fear of reprisal, to pray any doggone place we want. Better yet, call your local TV and radio station and ask them where the coverage on National Day of Prayer is. I think I will. So in keeping with my thought of National Day of Prayer I, ABNPOPPA, am going to pray now for all of you and the soldiers, and the leaders of all the countries, and people of all faiths for a better tomorrow......Will you say a prayer for someone now, here's your chance.........
G-d Bless,
ABNPOPPA
Why aren't the TVstations announcing it or the newspapers printing it. Hey America! National Day of Prayer!! One day every free American can celebrate. C'mon folks for once in your life do something a little different perhaps, say a prayer. I know my G-d won't mind receiving an extra one or two and I am sure the Jewish G-d, and the G-Ds of the other faiths will have some time to listen also.
Some may say this is blasphemy because there is only one G-d, but I think you get my point. Take a moment, ask a friend or relative or for goodness sakes someone you don't even know. Give thanks for living in the GREATEST county on Earth, The United States of America. And, while you're at it you might just remember the 140,000 young men and women in the military currently fighting to keep us free and safe, giving us the chance, without fear of reprisal, to pray any doggone place we want. Better yet, call your local TV and radio station and ask them where the coverage on National Day of Prayer is. I think I will. So in keeping with my thought of National Day of Prayer I, ABNPOPPA, am going to pray now for all of you and the soldiers, and the leaders of all the countries, and people of all faiths for a better tomorrow......Will you say a prayer for someone now, here's your chance.........
G-d Bless,
ABNPOPPA
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Children of ABNPOPPA & ABNMOMMA
This blog was not meant to be a running diary of my life and family however, it was strongly pointed out to me by a good friend we had more children. My friend pointed out my other children may feel left out since they had not been mentioned as my posts have been of my son, Jacob, who is with the 2-319th AFAR, 82ND AIRBORNE DIVISION. I tried to explain to my friend our other children received the same attention when they excelled only not over the world wide web.
This I find quite hard,but easy to do as our other two children are safe and secure in the US of A and not in the military. So now if you do simple math you know we have 3 children. They are two young men and one lovely daughter, all adults with families of their own. I wrote a story once and described them in this manner.
I was married to a beautiful, younger woman who graciously allowed me to help her raise 3 wonderful children; they are, Aaron, the elder, a carpenter by trade and a builder of ,strong sound buildings and homes. He took time to build ABNMOMMA and me a beautiful home. One we had been wanting for the first 20 years of our marriage. As I say to people who visit it, Aaron was the ramrod, I just wrote the checks. I am always careful to point out his signature door arch that he has put into every home he has built. He is quite the perfectionist and creative in his work. He has given me the next line in my family generation and an athlete. His son, Ryan, the spitfire is a soccer player extraordinaire, in poppa’s eyes or course. And his daughter is always willing to talk with poppa on the phone, and sometime never stop.
Our daughter, Sarah, is by degree a teacher, or rabbi in Hebrew. She worked her way though college and earned two degrees. One in what my un-political correctness terms as Special Education. Because of her I have grandchildren who can “sign” at 5 years old and have vocabularies better than old ABNPOPPA. She is the first child in my family to go to college and earn a four year degree. The whole family is exceptionally proud of her and what she has accomplished. Although educated she and her husband decided that raising a family in a Christian home was more important therefore, she is a stay at home mom. Her husband is a farmer, provider, father and good Christian man who believes in being a helpmate as was intended by G-d. I am extremely proud to call him my son-in-law and never worry about my daughter or the grandchildren.
Of course, if you have read my Blog you know of Jacob, the warrior, who has taken up the sword to protect the clan and homeland. Jacob could have been Joshua save the fact his great grandfather was named Jacob.
This I find quite hard,but easy to do as our other two children are safe and secure in the US of A and not in the military. So now if you do simple math you know we have 3 children. They are two young men and one lovely daughter, all adults with families of their own. I wrote a story once and described them in this manner.
I was married to a beautiful, younger woman who graciously allowed me to help her raise 3 wonderful children; they are, Aaron, the elder, a carpenter by trade and a builder of ,strong sound buildings and homes. He took time to build ABNMOMMA and me a beautiful home. One we had been wanting for the first 20 years of our marriage. As I say to people who visit it, Aaron was the ramrod, I just wrote the checks. I am always careful to point out his signature door arch that he has put into every home he has built. He is quite the perfectionist and creative in his work. He has given me the next line in my family generation and an athlete. His son, Ryan, the spitfire is a soccer player extraordinaire, in poppa’s eyes or course. And his daughter is always willing to talk with poppa on the phone, and sometime never stop.
Our daughter, Sarah, is by degree a teacher, or rabbi in Hebrew. She worked her way though college and earned two degrees. One in what my un-political correctness terms as Special Education. Because of her I have grandchildren who can “sign” at 5 years old and have vocabularies better than old ABNPOPPA. She is the first child in my family to go to college and earn a four year degree. The whole family is exceptionally proud of her and what she has accomplished. Although educated she and her husband decided that raising a family in a Christian home was more important therefore, she is a stay at home mom. Her husband is a farmer, provider, father and good Christian man who believes in being a helpmate as was intended by G-d. I am extremely proud to call him my son-in-law and never worry about my daughter or the grandchildren.
Of course, if you have read my Blog you know of Jacob, the warrior, who has taken up the sword to protect the clan and homeland. Jacob could have been Joshua save the fact his great grandfather was named Jacob.
As you might have noticed our children's name all are Biblical which was somewhat intended. I wonder though about their occupations. A carpenter, a rabbi, and a warrior, do you believe G-d works in strange ways? Hmmm?
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Where have all the Great American ICONS Gone?
ICON: An important and enduring symbol: One who is the object of great attention and devotion;*
There is going to be a lot of buzz over the next couple of weeks with the passing of Charlton Heston. Charlton Heston like John Wayne, Audey Murphy, Presidents Truman, Washington, Lincoln, Roosevelt, and Reagan, General Douglas MacArthur and General George Patton was a true American ICON. You see you don’t have to be a man of war or a president to be an ICON. You can also be a man of peace. Another one just came to mind, actually two, the Reverend Billy Graham and Bishop
These men and women were leaders in their respective fields. Some were heroes, some were movie stars, some made statements of sorts that changed the way this county grew and became a world leader. They all believed in
As I look around with the passing of Charlton Heston I ask myself, who will take his place? Who are the ICONS of
Silently I wait.
* The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language: Fourth Edition. 2000.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
What Soldiers are Made Of
We have all heard American Soldiers are the best trained, best equipped and best led soldiers on Earth. They are made of something that only an American Soldier has. That something is born and bred into them. You can't buy it, you can't manufacture it, and it sure doesn't come in pill or capsule form. I have seen paratroopers jump from planes I swear I could throw a baseball up and hit. I've watched them tumble, roll, get up, gather up their 70 plus pounds of gear and run across a field just to hear their cadre say "Way to go Airborne!" Some of them barely are tall enough to keep their reserve chute from dragging the ground. Some them are probably outweighed by the gear they carry to survive in combat. But, their heart is as big as the very sky they fall so effortlessly from.
Who are they? What are they made of? Just flesh and blood, like you and me. But, with something inside them you can't name, some kind of drive that only a few have. One minute they are under fire from the enemy in life and death situations. The next they smile at a child that knows only he is hungry and the " American soldier" has given him something to eat, a smile and a pat on the head. Or maybe the soldier has just smiled at a puppy which reminds him of his child's puppy, safe and free in Anytown USA. He has been asked to do things he never thought he could or would do. He has pushed his body to the limit and then pushed again. He has accomplished that which he would have thought un-doable. Then shortly thereafter knelt to pray with his comrades for a successful mission and everyone of them is ok.
Ask them why they do what they do and you will get many answers. Words like Pride, Patriotism, Freedom, Family, Tradition are words you will likely here. I assure you when you pin them down they will say something like "it's just something I have to do, I don't really know why." If you have read my previous post you know about my son's battle buddy, Kody. If not, read it now, this post will make more sense.
Let me tell you about one soldier. Son of a former Marine and barely old enough to shave. At 19 he was one of the first surge paratroopers to enter Baghdad, not in the safe "Green Zone". On the border of the notorious Sadr City. His unit spent their first months kicking in doors, and I might add, kicking "butt" (sorry Chaplins). Patrols that lasted 3 days with little or no sleep. The chow was the wonderful MRE's. You know what? These soldiers were happy to have them! Did they complain about them? Hell yes! Have ever eaten an MRE? Most of these soldiers say "it doesn't taste too bad." But, cardboard tastes good if you put enough ketchup on it! Did they go on? Hell yes! Did they do their job to 110% of their capability? Hell yes, and then some more!
After 13 months this kid of soldier gets the message his father has passed away. He is on his way home, sad as the occasion may be, but home. No more mortars, IED'S. No more patrols where you don't know what is behind the next door or around the next corner. He spends his time at home with his family and lays his Marine father to rest. Now he has to pick up the pieces of his life and go on with his head held high. That's what his father would have said. "I'm in a better place now he would have told him. You have to take care of you now."
He has his ticket back to Fort Bragg, his home base. Home in the US of A. SAFE, HOT SHOWERS AND CHOW! What more could you ask for after what he has been through. Ride it out for a month until his unit gets back. What does this solider do? He requests to go back to his unit, they are still at the Combat Outpost and have a month to do. He gets a ticket, flies 18 hours, grabs some chopper rides and is back with his unit. Would you have done it? Do you have the guts to do it. I have asked myself that question many times since I found out about it.
Did this soldier take the easy way out, Hell no! He's an American soldier, an American Paratrooper, he has pride, faith and a heart that knows no boundaries. This, is what the American soldier is made of. You can't label it, you can't touch it, and you can't put a name on.
So, the next time you see someone in a military uniform, dog gone it, don't be afraid, walk up to them and say, Hi, I just want to thank you for my FREEDOM and keeping my family safe! The next time you go in "Harm's way" I'll be praying for your safe return. Who knows after you say it a couple of times you might just start a new revolution!
I waited to post this until the 2-319th Black Falcons arrived home last week. They are safely on the ground arriving at 0441 Hrs. , 4:41AM, Wednesday , March 19th.
Who are they? What are they made of? Just flesh and blood, like you and me. But, with something inside them you can't name, some kind of drive that only a few have. One minute they are under fire from the enemy in life and death situations. The next they smile at a child that knows only he is hungry and the " American soldier" has given him something to eat, a smile and a pat on the head. Or maybe the soldier has just smiled at a puppy which reminds him of his child's puppy, safe and free in Anytown USA. He has been asked to do things he never thought he could or would do. He has pushed his body to the limit and then pushed again. He has accomplished that which he would have thought un-doable. Then shortly thereafter knelt to pray with his comrades for a successful mission and everyone of them is ok.
Ask them why they do what they do and you will get many answers. Words like Pride, Patriotism, Freedom, Family, Tradition are words you will likely here. I assure you when you pin them down they will say something like "it's just something I have to do, I don't really know why." If you have read my previous post you know about my son's battle buddy, Kody. If not, read it now, this post will make more sense.
Let me tell you about one soldier. Son of a former Marine and barely old enough to shave. At 19 he was one of the first surge paratroopers to enter Baghdad, not in the safe "Green Zone". On the border of the notorious Sadr City. His unit spent their first months kicking in doors, and I might add, kicking "butt" (sorry Chaplins). Patrols that lasted 3 days with little or no sleep. The chow was the wonderful MRE's. You know what? These soldiers were happy to have them! Did they complain about them? Hell yes! Have ever eaten an MRE? Most of these soldiers say "it doesn't taste too bad." But, cardboard tastes good if you put enough ketchup on it! Did they go on? Hell yes! Did they do their job to 110% of their capability? Hell yes, and then some more!
After 13 months this kid of soldier gets the message his father has passed away. He is on his way home, sad as the occasion may be, but home. No more mortars, IED'S. No more patrols where you don't know what is behind the next door or around the next corner. He spends his time at home with his family and lays his Marine father to rest. Now he has to pick up the pieces of his life and go on with his head held high. That's what his father would have said. "I'm in a better place now he would have told him. You have to take care of you now."
He has his ticket back to Fort Bragg, his home base. Home in the US of A. SAFE, HOT SHOWERS AND CHOW! What more could you ask for after what he has been through. Ride it out for a month until his unit gets back. What does this solider do? He requests to go back to his unit, they are still at the Combat Outpost and have a month to do. He gets a ticket, flies 18 hours, grabs some chopper rides and is back with his unit. Would you have done it? Do you have the guts to do it. I have asked myself that question many times since I found out about it.
Did this soldier take the easy way out, Hell no! He's an American soldier, an American Paratrooper, he has pride, faith and a heart that knows no boundaries. This, is what the American soldier is made of. You can't label it, you can't touch it, and you can't put a name on.
So, the next time you see someone in a military uniform, dog gone it, don't be afraid, walk up to them and say, Hi, I just want to thank you for my FREEDOM and keeping my family safe! The next time you go in "Harm's way" I'll be praying for your safe return. Who knows after you say it a couple of times you might just start a new revolution!
I waited to post this until the 2-319th Black Falcons arrived home last week. They are safely on the ground arriving at 0441 Hrs. , 4:41AM, Wednesday , March 19th.
Welcome home! and Thanks!
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Thank You.
This post is pre-written and will be posted as soon after BOG (Boots on the Ground) return date for my son, March 17th as possible. Unlike most of my posts is is relatively short but needs to be said.
My wife bore me a son
We gave the war a boy
God gave me back a man
Thank you Lord
To all the people who have supported me and my family and my son for the past 15 months no "Thank you" is enough but, it's the only thing I have to give. Your prayers and support helped me through some very tough times. I wish to name a few of you here and if I have forgotten someone please forgive me.
In no special order
Airborne Dad, theonepercenters.blogspot.com, Mighty Mom, texassiren.blogspot. com, Pastor Ed Boston, Dotherighthing blogspot.com, Infantry Dad, infantrydad.blogspot.com, Chaplin Lynn, worthmysalt.blogspot.com Pastor (Chaplin,retired) Flesher, greencastlebiblechurch.org, Don and Sue, Uncle Don, St. John Lutheran Church members, Sarah, my daughter, and all the members at Hope Bible Church, Walmart employees, George, Betty, Pat, Patricia, Steve.
Barb F and Dave P of Greencastle. may your sons be safe from harm.
Subvet, agangershome.blogspot.com, all the kind and wonderful people who have seen my "Proud Parent" lapel pin and asked me to send my thanks to my son. I feel like the people at these dumm award shows on TV. Sarah, my daughter, and all the members at Hope Bible Church, At work, Jennifer, Steve, Mary Mac, my boss, "J", who has put up with my moods (?) , Jackey, Charline, Margene, Teresa, Ian, Mary C, Debbie, Alice and Otto, Charlie C, Darrel, my other brother, Jeff, even if he likes the 20 car, Dayngr, dayngrzone.blogspot.com.
I have to mention this guy by himself for being one heck of a human being and one hell of a photographer, Andrew Craft,acraftphoto.blogspot.com/. I must tell you why. An exploded IED photo was posted on the net by Mr. Craft. It was near where my son was stationed. I had not heard from my son for a couple of days. I em'd Mr. Craft who was kind enough to em back and tell me NO servicemen had been hurt in the explosion. My anxiety level dropped to zero with his email. Thanks again Andrew. He does great work in my humble opinion.
Finally a special thanks to my daughter-in-law, Ally. What a girl, she bleeds Red, White (opps) and Blue and Army green (?), I am an old guy remember! She has put up with my 15 months of guidance, hmm, and said nary a word. She has been there for "our soldier" All The Way!!
To anyone I forgot I apologize. Thanks to all and
My wife bore me a son
We gave the war a boy
God gave me back a man
Thank you Lord
To all the people who have supported me and my family and my son for the past 15 months no "Thank you" is enough but, it's the only thing I have to give. Your prayers and support helped me through some very tough times. I wish to name a few of you here and if I have forgotten someone please forgive me.
In no special order
Airborne Dad, theonepercenters.blogspot.com, Mighty Mom, texassiren.blogspot. com, Pastor Ed Boston, Dotherighthing blogspot.com, Infantry Dad, infantrydad.blogspot.com, Chaplin Lynn, worthmysalt.blogspot.com Pastor (Chaplin,retired) Flesher, greencastlebiblechurch.org, Don and Sue, Uncle Don, St. John Lutheran Church members, Sarah, my daughter, and all the members at Hope Bible Church, Walmart employees, George, Betty, Pat, Patricia, Steve.
Barb F and Dave P of Greencastle. may your sons be safe from harm.
Subvet, agangershome.blogspot.com, all the kind and wonderful people who have seen my "Proud Parent" lapel pin and asked me to send my thanks to my son. I feel like the people at these dumm award shows on TV. Sarah, my daughter, and all the members at Hope Bible Church, At work, Jennifer, Steve, Mary Mac, my boss, "J", who has put up with my moods (?) , Jackey, Charline, Margene, Teresa, Ian, Mary C, Debbie, Alice and Otto, Charlie C, Darrel, my other brother, Jeff, even if he likes the 20 car, Dayngr, dayngrzone.blogspot.com.
I have to mention this guy by himself for being one heck of a human being and one hell of a photographer, Andrew Craft,acraftphoto.blogspot.com/. I must tell you why. An exploded IED photo was posted on the net by Mr. Craft. It was near where my son was stationed. I had not heard from my son for a couple of days. I em'd Mr. Craft who was kind enough to em back and tell me NO servicemen had been hurt in the explosion. My anxiety level dropped to zero with his email. Thanks again Andrew. He does great work in my humble opinion.
Finally a special thanks to my daughter-in-law, Ally. What a girl, she bleeds Red, White (opps) and Blue and Army green (?), I am an old guy remember! She has put up with my 15 months of guidance, hmm, and said nary a word. She has been there for "our soldier" All The Way!!
To anyone I forgot I apologize. Thanks to all and
God Bless America
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