Last night, a friend came over and together we watched the video,
"It's A Wonderful Life." Her parting comment to me was, every time I
complain, I have to remember how good we have it." I would say AMEN to
that.
Then, in my email this morning came a video honoring a
particular CNN Hero, Anurada (Can't remember her last name.) But, my
friend Wendy's words to me: "We don't realize how safe we are." I hope
we can step into a new year and do one thing to assist the safety of
daughters everywhere. Please watch this video from CNN.
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=136222669915551&set=vb.100005834562339&type=2&theater
Let's Make the New Year Better.
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Monday, December 30, 2013
Monday, June 18, 2012
FATHER'S DAY
In the park, father’s were celebrating their special day by fishing.
A young daughter not quite sure she could see the point in it, stuck it out with her dad. It only takes one catch to make her a believer.
This dad told me he fishes with worms. He likes trout and trout like worms. He called worms the “old-fashioned” bait.
Comparing this morning’s walk, with the one we took two days ago, was pretty amazing. Both sides of the river was lined with fishermen. Across from us, every 20 feet or so sat a fisherman on a rock.
Catching a rock is a problem. He seemed unsure about how to get his hook unsnagged. He needed the help of a dad or permission to get his shoes and pants wet.
How nice for a young boy to be assisted by his “honorary grandfather.” The boy was excited and thrilled about learning to fish.
These two anglers propped their poles in a V crotch so they didn’t have to hold them. They looked a bit half-hearted about it. But, who am I to judge?
Now this guy is an entertainer. I think he entertained the fish right onto his line. He said, “Oh, if I’m gonna get my picture taken, I better take off my sunglasses.” Which he did.
Within seconds he had his fish, and as I took more photos, he said: “Okay, do I get royalties for my picture? How about 60% for me and 40% for you since I did all the work?” I told him absolutely a deal, because 60% of nothing is zero, just like 40% of nothing is zero.
He laughed and offered to give me his fish. And, I would have taken it, too, but I had “clean out the refrigerator” soup and salad on the menu in preparation for my returning home. Jim has many talents but cooking isn’t one of them.
Enjoying the day was what it was all about, even if you are fishing with your sister who went back to camp for something. Dad was sleeping in.
“I’m waiting for my wife. She is finishing a book she is reading. I come here every year.”
We enjoyed the stroll. I had a fishing pole in the motor home and hadn’t used it in two years. Jim talked me into donating it to the VFW yard sale back in Ajo. It has been hot but we are plugged in and have air conditioning. My time has been spent organizing stuff to go home. My Navajo horse blanket and Shaman Stick will have to wait for the motor home to make a stop in Murphys next year. And, I read two wonderful books over this week. Sarah’s Quilt by Nancy Turner, which has been compared to Lonesome Dove. And A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Housseini who also wrote Kite Runner. This book is better. I hope fathers everywhere enjoyed their special day.
A young daughter not quite sure she could see the point in it, stuck it out with her dad. It only takes one catch to make her a believer.
This dad told me he fishes with worms. He likes trout and trout like worms. He called worms the “old-fashioned” bait.
Comparing this morning’s walk, with the one we took two days ago, was pretty amazing. Both sides of the river was lined with fishermen. Across from us, every 20 feet or so sat a fisherman on a rock.
Catching a rock is a problem. He seemed unsure about how to get his hook unsnagged. He needed the help of a dad or permission to get his shoes and pants wet.
How nice for a young boy to be assisted by his “honorary grandfather.” The boy was excited and thrilled about learning to fish.
These two anglers propped their poles in a V crotch so they didn’t have to hold them. They looked a bit half-hearted about it. But, who am I to judge?
Now this guy is an entertainer. I think he entertained the fish right onto his line. He said, “Oh, if I’m gonna get my picture taken, I better take off my sunglasses.” Which he did.
Within seconds he had his fish, and as I took more photos, he said: “Okay, do I get royalties for my picture? How about 60% for me and 40% for you since I did all the work?” I told him absolutely a deal, because 60% of nothing is zero, just like 40% of nothing is zero.
He laughed and offered to give me his fish. And, I would have taken it, too, but I had “clean out the refrigerator” soup and salad on the menu in preparation for my returning home. Jim has many talents but cooking isn’t one of them.
Enjoying the day was what it was all about, even if you are fishing with your sister who went back to camp for something. Dad was sleeping in.
“I’m waiting for my wife. She is finishing a book she is reading. I come here every year.”
We enjoyed the stroll. I had a fishing pole in the motor home and hadn’t used it in two years. Jim talked me into donating it to the VFW yard sale back in Ajo. It has been hot but we are plugged in and have air conditioning. My time has been spent organizing stuff to go home. My Navajo horse blanket and Shaman Stick will have to wait for the motor home to make a stop in Murphys next year. And, I read two wonderful books over this week. Sarah’s Quilt by Nancy Turner, which has been compared to Lonesome Dove. And A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Housseini who also wrote Kite Runner. This book is better. I hope fathers everywhere enjoyed their special day.
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