Nice Truck But….

I found this old truck in the WalMart parking lot a while ago. It really gave me a moment of joy. But… When I looked in the back of the bed I found a hand-scrolled racist sign about our president it ruined the moment and cheapened the item it was attached to. I won’t show or repeat the sign here but I have found variations of it several different venues.  I tried to erase that sign and just enjoy the truck but it was difficult.  I recognize that I am in a very red State and there are a lot of older generation … Continue reading Nice Truck But….

Rising Again…

This blog has been in a three month hiatus due to me just getting tired of the political dialog. I have made some basic changes to prevent that from happening again.  One thing is that while I will continue to allow comments, at least for now, I will not reply to many of them.  I know this is not good blog etiquette but that is the way it has to be for me to continue here and keep my sanity. This is my longest running blog and has over 2,000 posts so it has become an important part of who I … Continue reading Rising Again…

The Bi-weekly Haircut…..

I just got a haircut recently and a memory came back to me from my childhood. In order to get it back where it belongs on the far fringes of my memory I have to post it here. I don’t have nearly as much hair as I did back then and I get it cut much less frequently now. But it was a tradition for several of my very early years that I always got my “Hollywood Burr” hair cut every two weeks. In fact it was a neighborhood tradition. Let me explain… The man living just behind us named … Continue reading The Bi-weekly Haircut…..

My Clan… Or Not…

My family on the Walters side just weren’t very social critters. I only recall one quasi-family reunion in my life and that was for an aunt’s funeral. My dad had four brothers and sisters who in total had  four children so there is not much of a clan to start with. Dad was the baby in the family, the others were considerably older than him so most of my aunts and uncles died before I reached thirty. The family of my mother’s side were for the most part non-existent. I think during my very early years we lived in a … Continue reading My Clan… Or Not…

I am a TWiG on the Tree of Life…

I am one who rails against anyone who insists that I know my place. That is that I keep within my sphere of life. The British have always been more in that mode that we Americans. The Royal Family with all it kings, queens, dukes, arch-dukes and all that is about knowing your place. They are the privileged ones and the rest are surfs doing their biding. I just can’t abide by that. But in some ways we all must come to realize just where we have landed in our society. If you haven’t noticed by now my moniker for … Continue reading I am a TWiG on the Tree of Life…

Growing Stuff..

Time for some more story tellin here. I think it would be boring (at least for me) to try and  tell my story in chronological order so I am gonna skip around some. All my life I have had a hankering to grow stuff and several times during my life flow I have been fortunate enough to do just that.  There is just something about watching something grow from practically nothing into something magnificent. Some of my earliest memories are of Mrs. Forrester’s flower garden on Park Ave. She lived next door to us in a very densely, you might say … Continue reading Growing Stuff..

James Madison, My Hero…

The 5-foot-4, 100-pound Madison designed the intellectual framework for the Constitution, including federalism and the so-called Virginia Plan — the blueprint that determined the structure of our government that emerged from the Constitutional Convention, with its strong executive, bicameral legislature and independent judiciary. He was a strategist who helped assemble the alliances and map out the plan necessary to the Constitution’s implementation, including the campaign of editorials later known as the Federalist Papers, the battle to ratify the Constitution in the crucial state of Virginia and the passage of the Bill of Rights in 1789. But despite these nation-shaping accomplishments, … Continue reading James Madison, My Hero…

I Try Not To Think…

I know the title to this post probably invokes a vision of a complete idiot so maybe I should complete the sentence up front. I try not to think about the dark side of life. That is quite a chore since there seems to be so much of it in the world today. I could tell you what I mean but then I would have to think about it and thus break my own rule… I have vowed not to think about things I get depressed over. I try to only think of pleasant things. I know I sound kind … Continue reading I Try Not To Think…