This past weekend was the annual Highland Games, over in Enumclaw.
I have no idea how many attend this event, but it is amongst the largest gathering of Scots and bagpipes in North America.
I have not attended a gathering in at least ten years!
So, much fun!
I really was not going to go.
But, constant nagging by an old friend, prompted me along.
I stopped going when the "forest fairies" and their ilk took over the gather!
Luckily, they did not show up this year.
But lots of "medival" re-enactor types whom know nothing of Scotland nor its history!
Very sad ...
Bangers were the menu item of the day.
Thankfully sans the 'neeps'!
Gag!
And lest I forget, deep fried turkey legs!
Lots of music.
From harp to digeree-do!
Lots of vendors hocking all things Scottish:
Tea
Cookies
Books
Scarves
Kilts
etc
I think I really need to find my bagpipes .....
July 31, 2018
July 30, 2018
Mystery Solv-ed
With the intrepid skill of Jacques Coustou, aka The Pink Panther Sometime Chief Inspector, the mystery of Who Is... has been solv-ed, as the intrepid inspector would declare!
Yes, via Facebook, which I hardly use, I found the answer!
I had a message from someone: Kim W!
So, not sure, I opened it up.
And there was a message from my friend of many years from the antique shows down in Puyallup.
Now, I have known him for very many years.
I just had no idea he was one of my readers!
Possibly sometime the lone US reader mystery is solv-ed as well!
So, I had a good laugh.
And promised myself to write him and his wife real soon!
It has been far too long since our paths crossed!
Perhaps later this year?
So many to find again,
So many faces without names in my mind's eye.
So very frustrating!
sigh ...
Yes, via Facebook, which I hardly use, I found the answer!
I had a message from someone: Kim W!
So, not sure, I opened it up.
And there was a message from my friend of many years from the antique shows down in Puyallup.
Now, I have known him for very many years.
I just had no idea he was one of my readers!
Possibly sometime the lone US reader mystery is solv-ed as well!
So, I had a good laugh.
And promised myself to write him and his wife real soon!
It has been far too long since our paths crossed!
Perhaps later this year?
So many to find again,
So many faces without names in my mind's eye.
So very frustrating!
sigh ...
July 28, 2018
July 27, 2018
Answers - 4
This time around - the BLOG:
Yes, all Posts, no matter how warped or improbable, are true.
Some quite painfully so.
Yes, I did delete some 500 posts.
The Blog was becoming an, As The Stomach Churns, soap opera.
Not the point of my blogging!
Yes, all people are real.
Gaelic Girl is Deidre MacDonald, whom hails from the Isle of Skye in Scotland and at times goes by Christine.
Oona is actually a Swedish girl named Oona, she also goes by Christine.
Swede is Swedish as well, name of Lowell. Yeah, he gets called Christine too!
Dutchman is really Irish and of the name of Kieth. No one calls him Christine!
Deceased Christine, yup, Christine.
Critter, yup you guessed it - Christine!
Sister Becca, is Rebecca or 'Wrecky-Becky!' due to cars killing themselves around her.
Cousin Rebecca is as is!
So as you can see, no real mysteries here!
Outside of Cousin Rebecca and me, no one has an internet presence.
We went with nick names because so many were named Christine!
Since the last High School I attended was in Colorado, I return there about every other year.
My last reason for travel there is now dead.
Every other year I travel to Arizona, now to look up my old partner's wifw and to see how to help her.
May she live many more years, for she has been a great mother figure!
And grandmother to my daughters, whom mostly are in awe of her.
Today, I write from Washington State.
Maybe three years more.
And then just the weight of taxes here will force me to move!
Yes, although dwindling low in numbers, my family is still in Switzerland.
Except crazy biological mother.
Only 45 miles away, and perhaps not far enough!
I worry about me sometimes.
Though with no memory, I wonder what about!
No male has gone sideways, unlike all of the women in the Spencer side.
So .... hoping not to be an exception!
Lord willing ...
Well, tired now, from dialysis, so must close.
zzzzzzzzzz!
Yes, all Posts, no matter how warped or improbable, are true.
Some quite painfully so.
Yes, I did delete some 500 posts.
The Blog was becoming an, As The Stomach Churns, soap opera.
Not the point of my blogging!
Yes, all people are real.
Gaelic Girl is Deidre MacDonald, whom hails from the Isle of Skye in Scotland and at times goes by Christine.
Oona is actually a Swedish girl named Oona, she also goes by Christine.
Swede is Swedish as well, name of Lowell. Yeah, he gets called Christine too!
Dutchman is really Irish and of the name of Kieth. No one calls him Christine!
Deceased Christine, yup, Christine.
Critter, yup you guessed it - Christine!
Sister Becca, is Rebecca or 'Wrecky-Becky!' due to cars killing themselves around her.
Cousin Rebecca is as is!
So as you can see, no real mysteries here!
Outside of Cousin Rebecca and me, no one has an internet presence.
We went with nick names because so many were named Christine!
Since the last High School I attended was in Colorado, I return there about every other year.
My last reason for travel there is now dead.
Every other year I travel to Arizona, now to look up my old partner's wifw and to see how to help her.
May she live many more years, for she has been a great mother figure!
And grandmother to my daughters, whom mostly are in awe of her.
Today, I write from Washington State.
Maybe three years more.
And then just the weight of taxes here will force me to move!
Yes, although dwindling low in numbers, my family is still in Switzerland.
Except crazy biological mother.
Only 45 miles away, and perhaps not far enough!
I worry about me sometimes.
Though with no memory, I wonder what about!
No male has gone sideways, unlike all of the women in the Spencer side.
So .... hoping not to be an exception!
Lord willing ...
Well, tired now, from dialysis, so must close.
zzzzzzzzzz!
July 26, 2018
Answers - 3
So, miscellaneous questions:
Born 1955.
Retired.
Wrote computer operating systems, disk drive management systems on large scale IBM machines.
No, I will not post a picture of my birth certificate nor US social security card! (really!?! how dumb do you think me?)
Current car is a 2018 Toyota RAV4 4X4 (not AWD!).
No, not rich, not even middle income now I am retired.
Yes, I willingly adopted four Russian kids.
Only the oldest retains her Russian.
Only the oldest struggles with English.
I do not post hardly any photos of myself because .... I am not into selfies and I usually take all of pictures!
Besides a lifetime of being made fun of over my height, size of nose, etc makes one rather withdrawn.
Spoken Languages, in order of learned: German, English, French, Yiddish, Spanish, Russian.
Written language, in order of used: French, German, English.
Today: Re-learning English, lost all of the others.
Hair was originally red.
Turned brown when I was 14.
Now grey highlights.
Eyes are color change blue-green.
As long as they are blue-green, you are safe.
However, if only blue or green, there is about to be trouble!
It used to really freak out my special :"services:" trainer ...
In that regard, US Army trained.
Assigned to the State Department, Israeli loan.
Hollywood made two movies covering my assignment - I never told!, not even in court later!
But someone did ....
Yes, I am the boy from the 1969 newspaper articles on high school student builds atomic bomb.
Well, it was just colored wheat paste and newspaper strips, but the timer and electron accelerator were real!
All I got was arrested, a 'D' for a grade and my accelerator and timer designs confiscated!
I was really ripped off!
Just because I was 40 years ahead of state of the art and state of terrorism, doesn't make me in the wrong!
My memory loss was so complete, that my great novel I was writing, was completely lost!
I have reread it, loved it, but have no idea where it goes.
And I even had publisher!
Also read two other novel outlines I laid out, probably under opioids, and had to wonder about my old brain!
Too devious ...
So that is about it, this time around.
Born 1955.
Retired.
Wrote computer operating systems, disk drive management systems on large scale IBM machines.
No, I will not post a picture of my birth certificate nor US social security card! (really!?! how dumb do you think me?)
Current car is a 2018 Toyota RAV4 4X4 (not AWD!).
No, not rich, not even middle income now I am retired.
Yes, I willingly adopted four Russian kids.
Only the oldest retains her Russian.
Only the oldest struggles with English.
I do not post hardly any photos of myself because .... I am not into selfies and I usually take all of pictures!
Besides a lifetime of being made fun of over my height, size of nose, etc makes one rather withdrawn.
Spoken Languages, in order of learned: German, English, French, Yiddish, Spanish, Russian.
Written language, in order of used: French, German, English.
Today: Re-learning English, lost all of the others.
Hair was originally red.
Turned brown when I was 14.
Now grey highlights.
Eyes are color change blue-green.
As long as they are blue-green, you are safe.
However, if only blue or green, there is about to be trouble!
It used to really freak out my special :"services:" trainer ...
In that regard, US Army trained.
Assigned to the State Department, Israeli loan.
Hollywood made two movies covering my assignment - I never told!, not even in court later!
But someone did ....
Yes, I am the boy from the 1969 newspaper articles on high school student builds atomic bomb.
Well, it was just colored wheat paste and newspaper strips, but the timer and electron accelerator were real!
All I got was arrested, a 'D' for a grade and my accelerator and timer designs confiscated!
I was really ripped off!
Just because I was 40 years ahead of state of the art and state of terrorism, doesn't make me in the wrong!
My memory loss was so complete, that my great novel I was writing, was completely lost!
I have reread it, loved it, but have no idea where it goes.
And I even had publisher!
Also read two other novel outlines I laid out, probably under opioids, and had to wonder about my old brain!
Too devious ...
So that is about it, this time around.
July 25, 2018
Answers - 2
This group covers the most asked questions ...
Yes, once again, it revolves around sexuality!
Kris is straight.
As in not gay.
Yes, Kris likes females.
However Kris has less than good experiences with them.
So, I do not write much about them.
Other than in antidotes.
I realize that long ago Christianity was hijacked in America and replaced with a violent form of political correctness.
Wherein sin is on a sliding scale, where what ever my sin is - is the least offensive to God.
Homosexuality is the most offensive.
However, The Bible clearly states that ALL sins are equal.
It also lists homosexuality always with a list of other sexual sins!
Sorry American theologians, read your Bible before you step into the Pulpit!
But all this I have said numerous times.
Back in the late 1970's and early 1980's, I had extensive friendships within the Seattle gay community.
Witnessed to them.
Prayed with them and over them.
Sat in the hospitals with them as they were dying.
By the time I started commuting to Europe, they had mostly died of aids or drug overdoses.
Very sad.
So, I do understand the issues, but not the prejudice practiced by most "Christians".
Nor that practiced by those whom are not Christian - such as my son.
I don't get it, quite honestly.
Personally, I don't care your orientation.
Unless it matters to you, in which case stay away!
And that is where at least the Seattle community as gone - straight into straight -aphobia!
So, lets wrap this up one more time!
Always been straight.
sigh ....
Yes, once again, it revolves around sexuality!
Kris is straight.
As in not gay.
Yes, Kris likes females.
However Kris has less than good experiences with them.
So, I do not write much about them.
Other than in antidotes.
I realize that long ago Christianity was hijacked in America and replaced with a violent form of political correctness.
Wherein sin is on a sliding scale, where what ever my sin is - is the least offensive to God.
Homosexuality is the most offensive.
However, The Bible clearly states that ALL sins are equal.
It also lists homosexuality always with a list of other sexual sins!
Sorry American theologians, read your Bible before you step into the Pulpit!
But all this I have said numerous times.
Back in the late 1970's and early 1980's, I had extensive friendships within the Seattle gay community.
Witnessed to them.
Prayed with them and over them.
Sat in the hospitals with them as they were dying.
By the time I started commuting to Europe, they had mostly died of aids or drug overdoses.
Very sad.
So, I do understand the issues, but not the prejudice practiced by most "Christians".
Nor that practiced by those whom are not Christian - such as my son.
I don't get it, quite honestly.
Personally, I don't care your orientation.
Unless it matters to you, in which case stay away!
And that is where at least the Seattle community as gone - straight into straight -aphobia!
So, lets wrap this up one more time!
Always been straight.
sigh ....
July 24, 2018
Answers 1
My offer to answer questions, did generate many eMails, but surprisingly were all questions I have answered before!
So, this one is about me questions:
Yes, I am an American by naturalization in 1975.
But, I was born a West German and Swiss citizen.
So, yes, a tri-national.
I attended high school in West Germany, South Carolina and graduated in Colorado.
I attended college for 25 years.
I feel if you stop learning then life is no longer worth living!
I only fouled up twice and ended up with two degrees!
Christian Apologetics and Art.
I am 6'3", currently. Was 6'5" in College.
Hmmm, injuries:
Still recovering from last October's auto accident ( broken cheek bone, eye orbit, nose).
Loss of a leg to MRSA.
Numerous knee surgeries from Skiing.
Numerous elbow surgeries from tennis.
Many foot surgeries from broken bones.
Split pelvis.
Numerous heart attacks, one stroke.
Compressed spinal column in a car crash, my poor Alfa suffered the worse of it!
Broken all ribs, thank you to a certain popular football player - now convict.
And of course my now famous complete amnesia!
(though I do have about 28 years of memory back now).
No, I really do not remember you! Nothing personal but outside of immediate family and friends, there are few memories of people.
No, I do not remember my parents.
And, my attending the memorial two weeks ago helped fill in cousin blanks.
It hurts not remembering my grandmother, great aunt and great uncle. Whom raised me.
Of course Somer, will not let me forget her!
Family is/was:
Sister - Somer.
Brother - Nichols, believed dead.
Sister - Carmen, believed dead.
Brother - Jeffery, died by drowning.
Half Sister - Martha and older than me, may still be alive in Hamburg, no idea.
Mother - still alive and crazy.
Father - died of cancer/massive heart failure.
Best Friends - Swede, Dutchman and Gaelic Girl.
Interests - Art, Christianity, Shooting, Knives, Cooking, Antiques, Canning Jars, Western Americana, History, US Jefferson Nickels, singing silly songs to my grandchildren.
Yeah too many!
Well enough about me!
I honestly think I am fairly boring .....
But, second most questions were desiring to pry into me and my life.
So, this one is about me questions:
Yes, I am an American by naturalization in 1975.
But, I was born a West German and Swiss citizen.
So, yes, a tri-national.
I attended high school in West Germany, South Carolina and graduated in Colorado.
I attended college for 25 years.
I feel if you stop learning then life is no longer worth living!
I only fouled up twice and ended up with two degrees!
Christian Apologetics and Art.
I am 6'3", currently. Was 6'5" in College.
Hmmm, injuries:
Still recovering from last October's auto accident ( broken cheek bone, eye orbit, nose).
Loss of a leg to MRSA.
Numerous knee surgeries from Skiing.
Numerous elbow surgeries from tennis.
Many foot surgeries from broken bones.
Split pelvis.
Numerous heart attacks, one stroke.
Compressed spinal column in a car crash, my poor Alfa suffered the worse of it!
Broken all ribs, thank you to a certain popular football player - now convict.
And of course my now famous complete amnesia!
(though I do have about 28 years of memory back now).
No, I really do not remember you! Nothing personal but outside of immediate family and friends, there are few memories of people.
No, I do not remember my parents.
And, my attending the memorial two weeks ago helped fill in cousin blanks.
It hurts not remembering my grandmother, great aunt and great uncle. Whom raised me.
Of course Somer, will not let me forget her!
Family is/was:
Sister - Somer.
Brother - Nichols, believed dead.
Sister - Carmen, believed dead.
Brother - Jeffery, died by drowning.
Half Sister - Martha and older than me, may still be alive in Hamburg, no idea.
Mother - still alive and crazy.
Father - died of cancer/massive heart failure.
Best Friends - Swede, Dutchman and Gaelic Girl.
Interests - Art, Christianity, Shooting, Knives, Cooking, Antiques, Canning Jars, Western Americana, History, US Jefferson Nickels, singing silly songs to my grandchildren.
Yeah too many!
Well enough about me!
I honestly think I am fairly boring .....
But, second most questions were desiring to pry into me and my life.
July 23, 2018
Aargy Bargs!
Life just continues to provide interesting situations.
Not all of which I can discuss, but trust me - interesting!
As in, has all sanity ended around me?
Remember, my memory is terribly afflicted and I have lost all analytical skills!
So, when people whom I thought (until recently) I could count on - disappear!
Conversely, people I may have known for years are suddenly friendly!
Why?
It is hard to ask someone their intention when there may well be none at all!
See my dilemma?
Last week was Swede's 65th Birthday and he was utterly freaked out!
So, he planned a cruise for himself, sister, nieces and their families.
But he is fearing death.
This is when his father died many years ago.
And all of the uncles.
No male has made it past 65!
So, he left on Saturday to go do the trip I did last year.
Should be really interesting with eight kids under 10 in tow!
On a cruise ship.
I wonder what the odds are for losing one overboard!
I took Swede out for the day.
We did Red Lobster for lunch and ate everything he will not encounter on the cruise ship!
Shopped some bookstores.
And went and saw Jurassic World again.
Still a good movie to me.
But Swede got too excited at times!
I told him later there was a warning:
Might be too intense for seniors!
He had a good laugh and then got back me with a hair raising drive back home!
Yeah he scared the tar out of me!
And it took him about 5 minutes to remember my PTSD and I was not faking it!
Lord that was awful!
Then following dinner, yup, heart attack time.
sigh
And today I have dialysis again.
This ought to be a fun one!
As I opened this with:
Aargy Bargs!*
* an expression I first heard at Jesus Explosion in 1971, somewhere in Texas
Not all of which I can discuss, but trust me - interesting!
As in, has all sanity ended around me?
Remember, my memory is terribly afflicted and I have lost all analytical skills!
So, when people whom I thought (until recently) I could count on - disappear!
Conversely, people I may have known for years are suddenly friendly!
Why?
It is hard to ask someone their intention when there may well be none at all!
See my dilemma?
Last week was Swede's 65th Birthday and he was utterly freaked out!
So, he planned a cruise for himself, sister, nieces and their families.
But he is fearing death.
This is when his father died many years ago.
And all of the uncles.
No male has made it past 65!
So, he left on Saturday to go do the trip I did last year.
Should be really interesting with eight kids under 10 in tow!
On a cruise ship.
I wonder what the odds are for losing one overboard!
I took Swede out for the day.
We did Red Lobster for lunch and ate everything he will not encounter on the cruise ship!
Shopped some bookstores.
And went and saw Jurassic World again.
Still a good movie to me.
But Swede got too excited at times!
I told him later there was a warning:
Might be too intense for seniors!
He had a good laugh and then got back me with a hair raising drive back home!
Yeah he scared the tar out of me!
And it took him about 5 minutes to remember my PTSD and I was not faking it!
Lord that was awful!
Then following dinner, yup, heart attack time.
sigh
And today I have dialysis again.
This ought to be a fun one!
As I opened this with:
Aargy Bargs!*
* an expression I first heard at Jesus Explosion in 1971, somewhere in Texas
July 21, 2018
July 20, 2018
For Pete's Sake!
Sigh ....
Sometimes one has to wonder at how disaster just seems to stalk me!
So Wednesday, I was laying out next monday's posts and I went to download my photos from the recent trip to Colorado ... and ... there was NOTHING there!
Yeah the camera card was completely BLANK!
One moment a filled memory card - the next utterly blank!
I spent two days running every piece of software that guarantees file recovery from cameras!
With no photo files found.
It just is not possible.
And yet is reality.
.... sigh ....
So every photo lost since last Thanksgiving.
All of the grandkid memories.
All of the little trips.
The memorial gathering two weeks ago.
And the only photos of me with my cousins, via my favorite stepmother.
But, I have to remind myself there are NO coincidences.
No idea why the camera's memory is no as blank as my own.
Though if by divine design, it serves some purpose.
sigh
I saved the card, in hopes of one day restoring it.
sigh
Sometimes one has to wonder at how disaster just seems to stalk me!
So Wednesday, I was laying out next monday's posts and I went to download my photos from the recent trip to Colorado ... and ... there was NOTHING there!
Yeah the camera card was completely BLANK!
One moment a filled memory card - the next utterly blank!
I spent two days running every piece of software that guarantees file recovery from cameras!
With no photo files found.
It just is not possible.
And yet is reality.
.... sigh ....
So every photo lost since last Thanksgiving.
All of the grandkid memories.
All of the little trips.
The memorial gathering two weeks ago.
And the only photos of me with my cousins, via my favorite stepmother.
But, I have to remind myself there are NO coincidences.
No idea why the camera's memory is no as blank as my own.
Though if by divine design, it serves some purpose.
sigh
I saved the card, in hopes of one day restoring it.
sigh
July 19, 2018
Parking Lots
I simply can not believe this!
The Thursday before my trip to Colorado, I ran to the store to pick up some orange slices.
And someone backed in to my Rav4!
About $1,500 in damages!
Then Youngest Daughter got hit the same way!
About $2100 in damages!
And again last night, about $3500 more!
Of course no one sticks around to be responsible for their bad driving!
.... sigh ....
Luckily I have full insurance coverage, but will probably repair it myself ...
Sigh
The Thursday before my trip to Colorado, I ran to the store to pick up some orange slices.
And someone backed in to my Rav4!
About $1,500 in damages!
Then Youngest Daughter got hit the same way!
About $2100 in damages!
And again last night, about $3500 more!
Of course no one sticks around to be responsible for their bad driving!
.... sigh ....
Luckily I have full insurance coverage, but will probably repair it myself ...
Sigh
July 18, 2018
Walk In The Light
First John is one of my favorite books.
Mostly because it was not written by Paul and is easily understood!
As long as you remember it is not a Greek text, and therefore not literal.
In 1 John, John, makes some statements which drove me to buy my first commentary.
Yeah, I hit that statement right off the bat in chapter 1:5-7;
"If we walk in the light as He is in the light,
we have fellowship with one another."
Light?
Fellowship?
What was John saying?
Well my 1970's commentary said the solution was love.
That enigmatic attribute of a real Christian that sets us apart from the rest of the world and its ways ...
And yet, the more I thought about this, the less happy I was with the answer.
Yes, love, is a good answer, but .... is this what is meant in Oriental thought?
And, remember, the Jews were an Oriental race.
Read 1John 1:5-7
Look To God
What happened, is still known.
The tomb was empty!
This truth still matters.
Still makes a difference!
God is Light.
God has revealed Himself.
Light?
Well, think of this as "God is light and in Him is no Darkness"
Light and contrast of darkness.
That makes sense.
But purely pictorial ...
But light is actually equated to TRUTH.
So, God is truth and there is no falsehood in Him.
Be Truthful With God
Light, truth, is God revealed.
But people fear the light, truth.
Because people love the dark, falsehood and lies, because their works are evil! (1 John 3:18-20)
So we must belly up and suck it up, as Somer says.
Tell Him the truth.
Confess our failures!
Walk Like God
Walk in truth in your life.
Just as Jesus walked in truth.
And we will have fellowship with one another.
And with Him.
Mostly because it was not written by Paul and is easily understood!
As long as you remember it is not a Greek text, and therefore not literal.
In 1 John, John, makes some statements which drove me to buy my first commentary.
Yeah, I hit that statement right off the bat in chapter 1:5-7;
"If we walk in the light as He is in the light,
we have fellowship with one another."
Light?
Fellowship?
What was John saying?
Well my 1970's commentary said the solution was love.
That enigmatic attribute of a real Christian that sets us apart from the rest of the world and its ways ...
And yet, the more I thought about this, the less happy I was with the answer.
Yes, love, is a good answer, but .... is this what is meant in Oriental thought?
And, remember, the Jews were an Oriental race.
Read 1John 1:5-7
Look To God
What happened, is still known.
The tomb was empty!
This truth still matters.
Still makes a difference!
God is Light.
God has revealed Himself.
Light?
Well, think of this as "God is light and in Him is no Darkness"
Light and contrast of darkness.
That makes sense.
But purely pictorial ...
But light is actually equated to TRUTH.
So, God is truth and there is no falsehood in Him.
Be Truthful With God
Light, truth, is God revealed.
But people fear the light, truth.
Because people love the dark, falsehood and lies, because their works are evil! (1 John 3:18-20)
So we must belly up and suck it up, as Somer says.
Tell Him the truth.
Confess our failures!
Walk Like God
Walk in truth in your life.
Just as Jesus walked in truth.
And we will have fellowship with one another.
And with Him.
July 17, 2018
Youngest Cousin
Note, pseudo-Youngest Cousin is seven months younger than me.
And of no relation to me - just the niece of my favorite step-mother.
As I mentioned, YC was very moody and I could not figure out why.
Let me tell you about some of the oddness naive old me completely missed.
In fact it was not until this weekend I was able to fully understand some of the dynamics.
Yup, often times dumber than a stump!
So, first day, we are all standing around talking.
YC is wrapped around my left arm and holding my hand.
(no she wasn't purring ...)
No big deal I had all of these old women, whom I am clueless as to whom they were other than widows of the nuclear scientists who built this place, clinging to my right arm and continually hugging me!
For four straight hours!
If you fully understood how uncomfortable I am with people touching me, you could understand why I was so clueless as to what was going on.
Add PTSD, and Kris is sweating, shaking and dumb as a brick wall!
In the midst, of this clamor, someone said something really funny and I snorted!
Yeah, catch Kris off guard and he snorts while laughing!
Then YC started snorting and Somer joined in as well!
It was tremendously funny!
Then YC said, "Oh God Kris, I love you!"
And one of the little old ladies said, "Hell, girl you told me, you loved him 40 years ago!"
There was so much laughter that it just slid right past me.
But, even if I had of caught it, I would not have reacted.
I am, if nothing else, a gentleman.
The next day was a very morose YC.
I figured that the shock of her husband seeing the YC I knew, versus whom she is today, caused a fight.
I know that my sister was married for decades before her husband saw an entirely different side of her, when I visited them.
I reasoned this must be why the attitude.
But throughout the four days, this happened at least once a day!
By day four, my mind was thinking on this repeated phase.
But, when said in the presence of her husband, it must have no meaning.
Right?
Or was she just trying to goad him into a fight?
The last day, she kissed me good-bye.
No we are not talking a quick peck on the cheek.
We are talking full mouth and then lingered ...
Talk about a Surprise!
Certainly that was a first in very many years! (would precede loss of memory!)
No husband in sight either .....
But her daughters were all present and watching.
I just took it as part of the weirdness of the weekend.
Maybe she was just overly friendly?
What was the intent, if any?
But as I was sharing with you about my time in Colorado, it filled me with troubling thoughts.
If she was playing a game, then why me?
If she really had such a crush on me 40 years ago, then why be so silent?
I don't get it.
I was very enamored with her 40 years ago.
No one behaves this way around me!
And besides Somer and I both agreed we were poor prospects for anyone back then!
But, my life is already too weird to even think of addressing anything like this .....
I truly have no reaction to this!
More true is that I have no idea what a proper response should be.
So, ignoring it is all I came up with.
Besides, I am fairly certain our paths will never cross again.
Unless her sister dies before me.
And may that not be so ....
------
So, as I thought about this, I wonder how this works in what the Holy Spirit told me about her.
And here, is where having my mind intact would help.
From what I know, she is struggling. (nope not going there)
She lacks a Christian background.
And I fear that being part of the Hollywood crowd will be a problem.
It gives too much wiggle room for Satan to side track her in finding God.
Her sister is a Christian so ...... maybe ..... ?????
Heck if I know.
And of no relation to me - just the niece of my favorite step-mother.
As I mentioned, YC was very moody and I could not figure out why.
Let me tell you about some of the oddness naive old me completely missed.
In fact it was not until this weekend I was able to fully understand some of the dynamics.
Yup, often times dumber than a stump!
So, first day, we are all standing around talking.
YC is wrapped around my left arm and holding my hand.
(no she wasn't purring ...)
No big deal I had all of these old women, whom I am clueless as to whom they were other than widows of the nuclear scientists who built this place, clinging to my right arm and continually hugging me!
For four straight hours!
If you fully understood how uncomfortable I am with people touching me, you could understand why I was so clueless as to what was going on.
Add PTSD, and Kris is sweating, shaking and dumb as a brick wall!
In the midst, of this clamor, someone said something really funny and I snorted!
Yeah, catch Kris off guard and he snorts while laughing!
Then YC started snorting and Somer joined in as well!
It was tremendously funny!
Then YC said, "Oh God Kris, I love you!"
And one of the little old ladies said, "Hell, girl you told me, you loved him 40 years ago!"
There was so much laughter that it just slid right past me.
But, even if I had of caught it, I would not have reacted.
I am, if nothing else, a gentleman.
The next day was a very morose YC.
I figured that the shock of her husband seeing the YC I knew, versus whom she is today, caused a fight.
I know that my sister was married for decades before her husband saw an entirely different side of her, when I visited them.
I reasoned this must be why the attitude.
But throughout the four days, this happened at least once a day!
By day four, my mind was thinking on this repeated phase.
But, when said in the presence of her husband, it must have no meaning.
Right?
Or was she just trying to goad him into a fight?
The last day, she kissed me good-bye.
No we are not talking a quick peck on the cheek.
We are talking full mouth and then lingered ...
Talk about a Surprise!
Certainly that was a first in very many years! (would precede loss of memory!)
No husband in sight either .....
But her daughters were all present and watching.
I just took it as part of the weirdness of the weekend.
Maybe she was just overly friendly?
What was the intent, if any?
But as I was sharing with you about my time in Colorado, it filled me with troubling thoughts.
If she was playing a game, then why me?
If she really had such a crush on me 40 years ago, then why be so silent?
I don't get it.
I was very enamored with her 40 years ago.
No one behaves this way around me!
And besides Somer and I both agreed we were poor prospects for anyone back then!
But, my life is already too weird to even think of addressing anything like this .....
I truly have no reaction to this!
More true is that I have no idea what a proper response should be.
So, ignoring it is all I came up with.
Besides, I am fairly certain our paths will never cross again.
Unless her sister dies before me.
And may that not be so ....
------
So, as I thought about this, I wonder how this works in what the Holy Spirit told me about her.
And here, is where having my mind intact would help.
From what I know, she is struggling. (nope not going there)
She lacks a Christian background.
And I fear that being part of the Hollywood crowd will be a problem.
It gives too much wiggle room for Satan to side track her in finding God.
Her sister is a Christian so ...... maybe ..... ?????
Heck if I know.
July 16, 2018
Who Is ....
Since Blogger changed about 2003, I have been looking at stats periodically.
It is fun to see I have a regular readership from Portugal, England, Russia, and the USA.
And lots of irregulars such as in the Philippines, Malaysia, France, Holland, Columbia and that is about it.
Numbers fluctuate wildly!
Usually 795 readers, or 485, or 17!
lol
As do accounts that will download the entire Blog!
At least once a week.
I truly have no idea why.
From my standpoint, my life is a disaster .....
This is also true of my site about my Father's life, Albert Arthur Plattner.
(winner of two historical awards! and it is not exactly high quality!)
And the Little Apple, the closed Blog.
Life changes and so must Blogs.
But it still generates more hits than this Blog!
WEIRD
Long ago I had some internet friends who commented and we had great fun messaging one another.
And then commenting went away.
My internet friends went away.
But I kept blogging since it helped me think through issues, then relearn English and how to type after the stroke!
At times painful, stressful, but helpful.
And pretending I am talking to someone has a healing quality!
So, looking at stats on last Thursday, I saw I had a comment!
WoW! a first in a long time!
Then I found I had lots of comments!
But, without a linking Blog, I know nothing about the author!
So, who is Kim W?
I am filled with curiosity!
My email address is on the profile page.
Or: kj.plattner@yandex.com
Yandex? Yeah, it is a free Russian server run by some Americans and Russians I heard!
Works well. much like Yahoo.
But no sniffing for keywords in the messages!
Supposedly ...
So Kim, drop a note.
(others can too!)
Introduce your self.
Holler if there are questions I can research!
I LOVE ANSWERING QUESTIONS.
I expect next week to be blogging answers to a list of questions already emailed me!
It is fun to see I have a regular readership from Portugal, England, Russia, and the USA.
And lots of irregulars such as in the Philippines, Malaysia, France, Holland, Columbia and that is about it.
Numbers fluctuate wildly!
Usually 795 readers, or 485, or 17!
lol
As do accounts that will download the entire Blog!
At least once a week.
I truly have no idea why.
From my standpoint, my life is a disaster .....
This is also true of my site about my Father's life, Albert Arthur Plattner.
(winner of two historical awards! and it is not exactly high quality!)
And the Little Apple, the closed Blog.
Life changes and so must Blogs.
But it still generates more hits than this Blog!
WEIRD
Long ago I had some internet friends who commented and we had great fun messaging one another.
And then commenting went away.
My internet friends went away.
But I kept blogging since it helped me think through issues, then relearn English and how to type after the stroke!
At times painful, stressful, but helpful.
And pretending I am talking to someone has a healing quality!
So, looking at stats on last Thursday, I saw I had a comment!
WoW! a first in a long time!
Then I found I had lots of comments!
But, without a linking Blog, I know nothing about the author!
So, who is Kim W?
I am filled with curiosity!
My email address is on the profile page.
Or: kj.plattner@yandex.com
Yandex? Yeah, it is a free Russian server run by some Americans and Russians I heard!
Works well. much like Yahoo.
But no sniffing for keywords in the messages!
Supposedly ...
So Kim, drop a note.
(others can too!)
Introduce your self.
Holler if there are questions I can research!
I LOVE ANSWERING QUESTIONS.
I expect next week to be blogging answers to a list of questions already emailed me!
July 14, 2018
July 13, 2018
Funny Stories
So many memories were shared between attendees over the four days we were all there.
There was much laughter
More so as the evenings wore late and the alcohol flowed freely.
And why I very rarely even have a drink!
Like once a year!
If that!
I told about the time I came over to Gwen's and as I stepped into the house, Gwen' voice shrieked,
"Kristoph, get out of this house right this minute!"
This was very much unlike her ...
And as far as I knew, I had not done anything stupid in years!
So, I backed out of the house.
I drove down the drive.
Parked on the road and then crept back to the house.
Peeking in each window, I could finally see the problem;
Gwen thought she would surprise me by making split pea soup.
But at over 9,000 feet, pea soup is difficult.
Darn peas just will not soften!
So she put them in a pressure cooker!
Will, as some of you have guessed, it blew!
Split peas covered the floor, the walls, the ceiling!
It was EVERYWHERE!
So, I let myself in the backdoor.
Gwen was running water in the bath tub.
And I scrubbed everything clean, down to the point that a five foot tall women could reach!
Then went away for the weekend.
Everyone roared will laughter.
Youngest Cousin, teared up because she understood.
Many were the tales.
Some happy, some sad.
I thought to myself:
"What an excellent way to have summed up a life!"
Described as loving, vengeful, playful, the bravest woman in the world .....
She contracted MS at 14 years old.
Which left her blind for life.
She could see shape but nothing else.
But, I protested, I had once been told by her that my tie was dirty, at 30 feet from her!!!!!
My sister, Somer, snorted, "No, she just knew what a pig you are!"
Which caused me to snort while laughing.
And YC lost control and started snorting.
Then everyone was roaring!
And so it went as forty told their tales.
Gwen was very much loved by her family and extended family
This week is the friends she had in Denver chance to get together as well.
Now that one would be very interesting!
As with the Westcliffe meeting, father's memory played an interesting role.
There was much laughter
More so as the evenings wore late and the alcohol flowed freely.
And why I very rarely even have a drink!
Like once a year!
If that!
I told about the time I came over to Gwen's and as I stepped into the house, Gwen' voice shrieked,
"Kristoph, get out of this house right this minute!"
This was very much unlike her ...
And as far as I knew, I had not done anything stupid in years!
So, I backed out of the house.
I drove down the drive.
Parked on the road and then crept back to the house.
Peeking in each window, I could finally see the problem;
Gwen thought she would surprise me by making split pea soup.
But at over 9,000 feet, pea soup is difficult.
Darn peas just will not soften!
So she put them in a pressure cooker!
Will, as some of you have guessed, it blew!
Split peas covered the floor, the walls, the ceiling!
It was EVERYWHERE!
So, I let myself in the backdoor.
Gwen was running water in the bath tub.
And I scrubbed everything clean, down to the point that a five foot tall women could reach!
Then went away for the weekend.
Everyone roared will laughter.
Youngest Cousin, teared up because she understood.
Many were the tales.
Some happy, some sad.
I thought to myself:
"What an excellent way to have summed up a life!"
Described as loving, vengeful, playful, the bravest woman in the world .....
She contracted MS at 14 years old.
Which left her blind for life.
She could see shape but nothing else.
But, I protested, I had once been told by her that my tie was dirty, at 30 feet from her!!!!!
My sister, Somer, snorted, "No, she just knew what a pig you are!"
Which caused me to snort while laughing.
And YC lost control and started snorting.
Then everyone was roaring!
And so it went as forty told their tales.
Gwen was very much loved by her family and extended family
This week is the friends she had in Denver chance to get together as well.
Now that one would be very interesting!
As with the Westcliffe meeting, father's memory played an interesting role.
July 12, 2018
Shopping
Somer owns two antique malls in Minnesota.
So she is always on the hunt!
And Florence, a 40 minute drive from Westcliffe, advertises itself as the antique capital of Colorado.
And we shopped until we dropped!
I found a White Stag knife, which although made in Washington - is quite rare to find for sale!
For Swede, a Viking replica knife made in Norway by Helle.
For my jar collection, a vintage Ball Freezer Jar, all original and perfect!
A blasting cap box for my rock collection.
An antique, 100 + year old, iron meat tenderizer with more in common with brass knuckles!
Tee-shirts for the grandchildren.
A superb Tourmaline from Namibia.
An old Argentite specimen from the Silverton Mining District of Colorado.
Yummy stag flat side grips for the Ruger Mk II pistol.
A book criticizing the Hutterite movement!
A gorgeous Santa Clara Indian pot.
And a turquoise nugget from the Cripple Creek Mining District for Gaelic Girl.
So many goodies, many interests, and curiosities.
And much fun was had!
My sister COMPLETELY loaded down her rental with stuff destined for her shops.
At last text message, my sister was hopelessly lost in Nebraska!
Looking for a store she had visited years ago!
So she is always on the hunt!
And Florence, a 40 minute drive from Westcliffe, advertises itself as the antique capital of Colorado.
And we shopped until we dropped!
I found a White Stag knife, which although made in Washington - is quite rare to find for sale!
For Swede, a Viking replica knife made in Norway by Helle.
For my jar collection, a vintage Ball Freezer Jar, all original and perfect!
A blasting cap box for my rock collection.
An antique, 100 + year old, iron meat tenderizer with more in common with brass knuckles!
Tee-shirts for the grandchildren.
A superb Tourmaline from Namibia.
An old Argentite specimen from the Silverton Mining District of Colorado.
Yummy stag flat side grips for the Ruger Mk II pistol.
A book criticizing the Hutterite movement!
A gorgeous Santa Clara Indian pot.
And a turquoise nugget from the Cripple Creek Mining District for Gaelic Girl.
So many goodies, many interests, and curiosities.
And much fun was had!
My sister COMPLETELY loaded down her rental with stuff destined for her shops.
At last text message, my sister was hopelessly lost in Nebraska!
Looking for a store she had visited years ago!
July 11, 2018
Undestanding
The last time was I down in Westcliffe was 42 years ago.
Then my father threw me out of the family for refusing to marry his choice of bride for me!
I was "too stupid" for him to tolerate any longer..
Of course, a few years later, he threw his wife away but too but, I would not have imposed on her down there!
But she had been a good mother, so I kept her!
But tried to never impose.
In the years when I did go done there, we played games endlessly!
She and her first husband had built their house there in 1957.
Her sister built hers next door.
And so did most of her husband's coworkers!
They all were big time bridge players.
A game which makes no sense to me what so ever!
So, geeky computer nerd turned loose in the midst of a group of nuclear scientist types!
Now there was one young lady close to my age in the group down there.
And we laughed, played, sang random songs.
She was very much my doppelgänger, or muse, if such is the correct word here.
I missed her when she went off to fame and fortune.
I on the other hand .... oh, well.
And now 42 years later, here she is again.
Standoffish, cool, detached.
Well, that was taken as a challenge!
Down with all walls!
By evenings end, she was back to her crazy 20-something year old self!
It was great to see her back!
I think it stunned her husband!
But the next day was one of great moroseness for her.
So, I did what I swore I would never do again - I discerned her problem.
(no, not going there!)
But now I understood where she was coming from and the basis for the unhappiness.
(sorry, not saying more)
So, I got her into a Beatles greatest hits sing along.
And she perked up.
What a voice that woman has!
In the end, I understand her far more than ever before.
And by way of her, our culture at large.
As she is a victim of what is seen as fame and fortune.
All the gratifications of life!
And yet, unhappy, unfulfilled and about to reach the point of seeking life's answers.
I am hoping she will talk with me at some point.
But I am in prayer for God to reach out to her via an older female she can trust and respect.
It would be nice for her to make peace with God.
Well time for a nap!
If only I had a plate of maple bars to precede that nap .....
Then my father threw me out of the family for refusing to marry his choice of bride for me!
I was "too stupid" for him to tolerate any longer..
Of course, a few years later, he threw his wife away but too but, I would not have imposed on her down there!
But she had been a good mother, so I kept her!
But tried to never impose.
In the years when I did go done there, we played games endlessly!
She and her first husband had built their house there in 1957.
Her sister built hers next door.
And so did most of her husband's coworkers!
They all were big time bridge players.
A game which makes no sense to me what so ever!
So, geeky computer nerd turned loose in the midst of a group of nuclear scientist types!
Now there was one young lady close to my age in the group down there.
And we laughed, played, sang random songs.
She was very much my doppelgänger, or muse, if such is the correct word here.
I missed her when she went off to fame and fortune.
I on the other hand .... oh, well.
And now 42 years later, here she is again.
Standoffish, cool, detached.
Well, that was taken as a challenge!
Down with all walls!
By evenings end, she was back to her crazy 20-something year old self!
It was great to see her back!
I think it stunned her husband!
But the next day was one of great moroseness for her.
So, I did what I swore I would never do again - I discerned her problem.
(no, not going there!)
But now I understood where she was coming from and the basis for the unhappiness.
(sorry, not saying more)
So, I got her into a Beatles greatest hits sing along.
And she perked up.
What a voice that woman has!
In the end, I understand her far more than ever before.
And by way of her, our culture at large.
As she is a victim of what is seen as fame and fortune.
All the gratifications of life!
And yet, unhappy, unfulfilled and about to reach the point of seeking life's answers.
I am hoping she will talk with me at some point.
But I am in prayer for God to reach out to her via an older female she can trust and respect.
It would be nice for her to make peace with God.
Well time for a nap!
If only I had a plate of maple bars to precede that nap .....
July 10, 2018
Interesting Week
Synopses:
Kris is a worry-wart and all went well.
So:
Kris flies to Denver.
No, if Kris is involved, disaster must shadow him!
Spent the night witrh one of my kids from 1976!
Drove down to Florence.
Met up with my sister.
And hilarity ensued.
Then on to Westcliff, arriving at my predicted 4:00 - to the second!
The whole family and extended family were all there.
About forty came.
In spite of my concerns, everyone was well behaved.
And mostly sober.
And everyone went home in good moods
.Don't worry, lots of stories to follow!
But, I am utterly exhausted .....
Kris is a worry-wart and all went well.
So:
Kris flies to Denver.
No, if Kris is involved, disaster must shadow him!
Spent the night witrh one of my kids from 1976!
Drove down to Florence.
Met up with my sister.
And hilarity ensued.
Then on to Westcliff, arriving at my predicted 4:00 - to the second!
The whole family and extended family were all there.
About forty came.
In spite of my concerns, everyone was well behaved.
And mostly sober.
And everyone went home in good moods
.Don't worry, lots of stories to follow!
But, I am utterly exhausted .....
July 9, 2018
Quiet Censorship
So, remembering that I have regained a portion of my lost past - through 1978 .....
I remembered something last night about my father's work.
This would have been at the end of WWII, 1944-1945, and again in 1962, here in America.
Which triggered a memory of a post I had done on that subject in that foggy past.
No, I did not reveal anything that was politically incorrect - I don't think.
I am still trying not to be deported, AGAIN!
So I went in search of that post ... and found nothing!
Flipped over to, Thoughts From The Little Apple.
Again no trace of it!
Yet, I know I wrote about it.
And not in the first six blogs ....
I was quite intrigued by the concept I had shared ... and it had worked - for real!!!
To the amazement of everyone.
My single application of anything to do with my father's life.
My lone usage of physics of any kind.
As I said, I was intrigued.
And then came the surgery in 2015, and the complete erasure of my mind!
Save for one lone memory.
I have talked with dozens of doctors and no one has ever heard of a case like this!
Yeah, I still struggled on having lost two-thirds of my life.
But, not to be paranoid, what if this was not an "accident"?
Too many similar incidents, until I changed my blogging internal id.
Hmmmmm, targeted to clean up politically incorrect knowledge?
Well, I will not dwell on these thoughts.
I am more interested on what father had done, which would cause any mention of his work to be censored in 2017?
Especially when everything I know is available in tecnical journals and the library!
Yes, Kris reads.
Interesting ...
Now to search my boxes for that British journal, which had triggered what little I know of physics!
It is in a box, somewhere!
And if I can find it - then I think I know how to spend the rest of my albeit, short life remaining!
If I can afford to fund it.
I remembered something last night about my father's work.
This would have been at the end of WWII, 1944-1945, and again in 1962, here in America.
Which triggered a memory of a post I had done on that subject in that foggy past.
No, I did not reveal anything that was politically incorrect - I don't think.
I am still trying not to be deported, AGAIN!
So I went in search of that post ... and found nothing!
Flipped over to, Thoughts From The Little Apple.
Again no trace of it!
Yet, I know I wrote about it.
And not in the first six blogs ....
I was quite intrigued by the concept I had shared ... and it had worked - for real!!!
To the amazement of everyone.
My single application of anything to do with my father's life.
My lone usage of physics of any kind.
As I said, I was intrigued.
And then came the surgery in 2015, and the complete erasure of my mind!
Save for one lone memory.
I have talked with dozens of doctors and no one has ever heard of a case like this!
Yeah, I still struggled on having lost two-thirds of my life.
But, not to be paranoid, what if this was not an "accident"?
Too many similar incidents, until I changed my blogging internal id.
Hmmmmm, targeted to clean up politically incorrect knowledge?
Well, I will not dwell on these thoughts.
I am more interested on what father had done, which would cause any mention of his work to be censored in 2017?
Especially when everything I know is available in tecnical journals and the library!
Yes, Kris reads.
Interesting ...
Now to search my boxes for that British journal, which had triggered what little I know of physics!
It is in a box, somewhere!
And if I can find it - then I think I know how to spend the rest of my albeit, short life remaining!
If I can afford to fund it.
July 7, 2018
July 6, 2018
Lost World II
Been a long time since I have been out to see a first run movie!
First up, the theater was hellously expensive!
And popcorn and a water were as expensive as a fine dinner out!
Gees!
Don't go to a movie in Oregon .....
Well the sequel, certainly addressed the holes in the first movie that a truck could drive through!
And then, created a bunch more ...
Can you spell, Lost World III, IV and V?
So, our story opens with a rescue attempt to save what dinosaurs are still alive.
Too bad military and corrupt business executives are such slime balls!
Makes you wonder what the military ever did to the writer!
As long as you know that dinosaurs love to crunch on human boners - no surprises here!
Yes, even lawyers get it - again!
:^)
A definite approval stamp on this one!
Kid friendly,
Albeit one lady yelled out,
"Noooooo, I don't want Blue to die!"
And, no one laughed!
Yeah, intense.
First up, the theater was hellously expensive!
And popcorn and a water were as expensive as a fine dinner out!
Gees!
Don't go to a movie in Oregon .....
Well the sequel, certainly addressed the holes in the first movie that a truck could drive through!
And then, created a bunch more ...
Can you spell, Lost World III, IV and V?
So, our story opens with a rescue attempt to save what dinosaurs are still alive.
Too bad military and corrupt business executives are such slime balls!
Makes you wonder what the military ever did to the writer!
As long as you know that dinosaurs love to crunch on human boners - no surprises here!
Yes, even lawyers get it - again!
:^)
A definite approval stamp on this one!
Kid friendly,
Albeit one lady yelled out,
"Noooooo, I don't want Blue to die!"
And, no one laughed!
Yeah, intense.
July 5, 2018
July 4, 2018
My Favorite
Without question, 1 John, is my favorite book of the Bible.
John wrote like a normal person - to normal people.
No highfalutin words.
No highfalutin concepts.
In fact, he wrote of love and Jesus.
John was one of Jesus' Twelve - The Apostles.
One of the special Three.
The "One Whom Jesus Loved".
The last Apostle to die.
He wrote one Gospel,
Three Letters,
One Apocalypse.
1 John could be called,
Living the Gospel, in our lives.
Please read 1 John, all 4 chapters!
The Set Up
Jesus was real.
Jesus was physical.
Jesus died.
Jesus was and is God.
The Evidence
Written to those whom never saw, nor knew, Jesus.
John was there, he saw it all!
Tries to tell the reality of the Gospel.
More than we saw,
We touched, walked with, witnessed, learned from Jesus!
The Point
Is Jesus.
And that you will know Jesus ...
Consider II Corinthians 11:4
John wrote like a normal person - to normal people.
No highfalutin words.
No highfalutin concepts.
In fact, he wrote of love and Jesus.
John was one of Jesus' Twelve - The Apostles.
One of the special Three.
The "One Whom Jesus Loved".
The last Apostle to die.
He wrote one Gospel,
Three Letters,
One Apocalypse.
1 John could be called,
Living the Gospel, in our lives.
Please read 1 John, all 4 chapters!
The Set Up
Jesus was real.
Jesus was physical.
Jesus died.
Jesus was and is God.
The Evidence
Written to those whom never saw, nor knew, Jesus.
John was there, he saw it all!
Tries to tell the reality of the Gospel.
More than we saw,
We touched, walked with, witnessed, learned from Jesus!
The Point
Is Jesus.
And that you will know Jesus ...
Consider II Corinthians 11:4
July 3, 2018
Unbelievable!
I simply can not believe that in the process of preparing for my travels to say good-bye yo my deceased Step-Mother, I tripped on one of the bags!
Pulled bunches of muscles in my back and hips!
Then to add insult to injury,
I broke what is left of my stump bones - AGAIN!!!!!!!!
Gees!
You think that if you looked up klutz in the dictionary, my picture would be there!
So, going to be hobbling for a while.
Unfortunately, over rough terrain in Colorado.
sigh ....
Oh well.
It is the thought that counts, right?
Condition is only secondary. Yes?
It will be a small turn out.
My sister and three cousins.
Most of the people whom knew Gwen are long dead by now
Tell you all about it next week.
(keep me in your prayers ... the cousins and I are not of the same cloth ...)
Pulled bunches of muscles in my back and hips!
Then to add insult to injury,
I broke what is left of my stump bones - AGAIN!!!!!!!!
Gees!
You think that if you looked up klutz in the dictionary, my picture would be there!
So, going to be hobbling for a while.
Unfortunately, over rough terrain in Colorado.
sigh ....
Oh well.
It is the thought that counts, right?
Condition is only secondary. Yes?
It will be a small turn out.
My sister and three cousins.
Most of the people whom knew Gwen are long dead by now
Tell you all about it next week.
(keep me in your prayers ... the cousins and I are not of the same cloth ...)
July 2, 2018
Barb Status
An update as to my friend's wife's status:
Your prayers have availed much for her through her recovery.
She is mostly pain free!
Healing well.
Her husband is greatly relieved!
So, amazement and relief at her recovery.
And yeah, people are still surprised and stunned at the diagnosis.
But, then, we do have a God whom is real and does care for us.
But, even if Basrb had died on the operating table -
He is still God.
This life is not our last bastion.
Itr is our trainiing ground for whatever comes next.
Your prayers have availed much for her through her recovery.
She is mostly pain free!
Healing well.
Her husband is greatly relieved!
So, amazement and relief at her recovery.
And yeah, people are still surprised and stunned at the diagnosis.
But, then, we do have a God whom is real and does care for us.
But, even if Basrb had died on the operating table -
He is still God.
This life is not our last bastion.
Itr is our trainiing ground for whatever comes next.
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