The way things were

I used to watch Red Skelton every Tuesday night on Channel 10. Not only was he truly funny, he always represented himself as a gentleman. Today this message would be panned as sappy and naive, but I love it anyway, Time changes things over the years. But this still rings true today. 

My First Published Work

Last week at my Grandma Peg's memorial, my Aunt passed around a scrapbook that my grandmother had put together several years ago. In the book was a poem I had written in 4th grade for a county wide contest in 1968. The poem somehow won first place and was published in a small anthology. I had long forgotten about the poem and and would have bet the farm that it was lost forever. And yet, there it was. My poem was just one of the forgotten treasures created by Grandma Peg's many grandchildren. In this scrapbook were drawings of stick figure people, animals, flowers and programs for school pageants. Each one of these trophies were proudly given to Grandma Peg to prove how smart or talented we all were. She in turn kept them in a book to prove how much she loved us. Learning that that she kept a poem I wrote 48 years ago was an emotional moment for me. It was one last "I love you," from a woman who told me that she loved me every single time we were together. 

I never knew the theme song had words

A poem by Jimmy Stewart

God Bless America on Veterans Day

I try to be a live and let live type of guy, but I am seeing a trend where anybody who shows patriotism is ridiculed and labeled a bigot, I see us losing many of the rights we took for granted and nobody seems to care. I am unsettled and not sure what to do about it. I've been look for a new direction to take this blog. For the time being I think I'll post videos like this. I don't if anybody will look at the next few entries, but a the very least... it makes me feel better.