MY CHRISTMAS STORY

As a young person I was hurt the practice of giving presents at a Christmas about age 5-7.The pain is too much to endure even now.We were living in a very small home on Morgan Ave. I had to sibilings .I woke Christmas Am to find no presents under ther tree for me.My stocking were filled with switches and I went nuts the tears and shaking still haunts me.I can see the switches and this is to confern that I truly was a bad child-the unmention bastard.I still shudder at the idea of recieving gifts...I am gun shy.I enjoy giving gifts to people but don't want any thing to hurt that much again..So merry christmas I hope your gift doesn't hurt..................dan

TO HELL AND BACK

This week came to a hault and the computer crashed.....all data gone.I didn't spend the day in the bathroom throwing up.My brother ,Ron,came to the rescue reinstalled the programs.He work like a magican touching buttoms running and rerunning programs.My son ,Andy, polished the programs off..thank-you both....dan

THINGS GONE WRONG

It was about a week ago as I was looking at new blog that I stumbled in to aweb site that was to kick my butt.I left me and my computer in shambles I was frozen in time and could not shake what had happened to the system.After several hours of work Ron advise to reformat the hard drive.I was stuned.WE reformatted and I am trying to recover.and regroup..make everthing seem very small.The computer has different Ikons and scritp.will I ever recover?.dan

I am me!!

Yes ,no one else but me.Are you you? Sounds like a college class that I once payed good money to stumble through.Reality and dreams are one on the same. they all generate in the brain and end in some confusion....

Dick and Jane

I was taught to read in the sing and say method.We would see the word and repeat it 4-6 times and that was to imprint on the brain and we learned to read.I think I was near the bottom of the group and read pool.I didn't star school until I was 7 so I felt retarded.I was always the big dumb kid.One thing that I enjoyed being a teacher is helping the boys learn to read.If I were to put bike books,car book,booty books the boys would read the cover off.Instead we have Mary Jo White Panties,who has been reading since 2monthe in the woumb, laugh and giggle as the poor boye slur the words.
Spelling Bees-Put a gun to my head -the classroom spelling Bee.I would freeze as a deer in the headlights of an on coming 18 wheeler.I could hear the word but the light in side my head would dim.College was a night mare I would have misspelling guides and books that I would spend more time on than the essay.
The BLUE BOOK-you had to write in answer in it.I was dead.....Three College degrees from the University of Indiana-Bloomington Campus.
Well mabe Dick and Jane did ok after all.........................................

THANKSGIVING

When I was a student I learned a song about thanksgiving"OVER THE RIVER AND THROUGH THE WOODS".I would sing this ditty in chant like fashion until we got to Mammaw.She lived anout 90 miles south east of the louisville area-Marion County-Kentucky.Things were real their-a new language-Souther dialect.The people had a diffent social rank.Daisy Irean Porter was near the bottom.Daisy was the oldest of 7 childrens.She was to have two children Flora,and Robert.I think both were from some torried love affair,but I shall never know.Flora ,mother would want to go to Mammaw's for the thanksgiving-we would always have a fight.Harold would say "I need to have the oil changed in the car.I will get up early have the oil changed and be back by 10:00am".He never made it.At 11:30 he would return she Mother was mad him would yell "were not going now".He would scream back "But she has cooked allof that food".The entire family was on edge.As kids we wanted to go .We would launch in to the car and he would drive as the devil wa behind us.We would cover the 2 hour trip in an hour and a half.we would gettheir we would cheer and run to the barn.Bob ,Mammaws youngest son,would simle and and watch his farm as the city kids wild run and squell with delight .We would soon be called to a dinner that only people from a farm community could appericate.long tables of casserols ,meat,pies,cakes,pickels,jellys and jams.Yes, we did have Thanksgiving....

Reflections--tv

The story is sad one a youg man was killed in some forgien country ,Why ?..Who knows for why..Will you step and die for something bigger than you ?I couldn't do it in '63 i can't send my son/other sons to fight.Join the team.Few and the proud......we will be conqured by our own complancy......

I like Blue

The color blue gives me peace and comfort.I enjoy the safeness of that color.My Daddy, a policeman ,wore that color.The sky is blue.the see is blue.My mood is blue!!I need to have a blue Day...HAPPY BLUE DAY....Do you have a color for your day?

THE MOON AND THE PLANETS

One of the events that make the Winter night sky so much fun is the planets and the constellations.I walked out of the house only to find the moon, Venus, and Neptuns dancing in the night sky.I find that each day starts off with a celestical treasure..Orion always greets me to the west as I go to get the paper in the Am.Thank- you God for another day on Plantet earth...

LIES THAT I HAVE BEEN TOLD:

If you tell the lie long enough and loud enough the people will believe it -look at Nixon.