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Friday, January 25, 2013
50 Years Ago Today... The day we met
It was January 25th 1963. My friend Lester and I were to play on a radio program in Oakes ND. We were a guitar duo. His girlfriend, Lucy, was one of the singers in another duo also performing that day. Her singing partner was a young girl, who had just turned 15 a month before. Peggy. We had to sit together in the front seat of the Ford because the back seat was full of amplifiers and guitars. I had to sit too close to Peggy. I already had a girlfriend. This was a set up. Yet she stunned me... I was this guy, 2 years older than she was, Peggy was this amazing girl.
We talked for a long time. We found that we had much in common. She was of like faith. She shared my political background. She came from the same Germanic stock I did. Everything was right about her. I was taken with her. Sparks flew. She seemed to like that tall skinny guitar player sitting next to her too.
There was a difficulty. I had a girlfriend of a couple years. One I believed was the one that would lead to marriage. Yet, Peggy disturbed all of that. My life had changed.
It wasn't her beauty, although she was really pretty (still is). It wasn't her personality, although being with her always made me feel better. She was a breath of fresh air in my life. I was drawn to her. Not love at first sight. That attraction I try to explain to people when they ask, "How do you know if she's the ONE?". I always say, when you find yourself thinking about her all the time and you don't see how you can go on in life without her. That is love. That was what it became for me.
I fumbled the ball a few times as a foolish young man, yet in the end, I knew she was the one. There was no turning back. I was a teenage boy with all the things that go with overdrive hormones. She was always wonderful. I shudder to think how it might have all gone wrong.
This encounter on a sunny warm Dakota day changed my life forever. Now 50 years later I am so glad it all came out as it has. I have loved her for 50 years. We remember this day with fondness. Our wedding was a few years later, but this is the day we remember.. and will forever.
I wonder what wonderful things the next 50 years will bring?
We talked for a long time. We found that we had much in common. She was of like faith. She shared my political background. She came from the same Germanic stock I did. Everything was right about her. I was taken with her. Sparks flew. She seemed to like that tall skinny guitar player sitting next to her too.
There was a difficulty. I had a girlfriend of a couple years. One I believed was the one that would lead to marriage. Yet, Peggy disturbed all of that. My life had changed.
It wasn't her beauty, although she was really pretty (still is). It wasn't her personality, although being with her always made me feel better. She was a breath of fresh air in my life. I was drawn to her. Not love at first sight. That attraction I try to explain to people when they ask, "How do you know if she's the ONE?". I always say, when you find yourself thinking about her all the time and you don't see how you can go on in life without her. That is love. That was what it became for me.
I fumbled the ball a few times as a foolish young man, yet in the end, I knew she was the one. There was no turning back. I was a teenage boy with all the things that go with overdrive hormones. She was always wonderful. I shudder to think how it might have all gone wrong.
This encounter on a sunny warm Dakota day changed my life forever. Now 50 years later I am so glad it all came out as it has. I have loved her for 50 years. We remember this day with fondness. Our wedding was a few years later, but this is the day we remember.. and will forever.
I wonder what wonderful things the next 50 years will bring?
Thursday, January 24, 2013
"If you're looking for a happy ending and can't seem to find one, maybe it's time to start looking for a new beginning. Brush yourself off and accept that you have to fail from time to time. That's how you learn. The strongest people out there - the ones who laugh the hardest with a genuine smile - are the same people who have fought the toughest battles. They're smiling because they've decided that they're not going to let anything hold them down, they're moving on to a new beginning."
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
I
am outraged and stunned in disbelief that whoever came up with this ad
would use a smooth black man to deliver a cynical message targeted
directly to the community that suffers the most from the genocide
directed at it thru the daily legal
execution of thousands of children every day because of Roe V Wade. Is
there no shame? Is there not a cause? Whoever this actor is should
count himself lucky to have escaped the abortionists lethal weapons when
he was in his momma's womb. Of course no such community would ever
support such a policy by voting for those who do.. Right? Sick
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Trade Show Life
I really understand the story that I got from a Business Friend of mine who is also a nurseryman:
The best reasons to go to trade shows. Fun people, great food, nice cities, and good times. Oh, I forgot about the work part, the original reason for being there in the first place. Sometimes that gets in the way.
Often, the hardest part of all is leaving home and getting to the show. By the time you see me calmly sitting in my booth at the show, you have no idea how much "paddling" I had to do just to get there.
Just last week as I departed for my back-to-back shows in OH and NC, is a case in point. By the time I did everything I needed to do before leaving the business for a whole week,
I managed to get to bed 3 hours before time to get up to catch my first flight. As I trudged down the stairs in the pre-dawn darkness with my bulging suitcase and attempted to turn off the light on the lower landing, I somehow misjudged the last step and wound up diving head first to the foyer. All because I was trying NOT to wake up my wife, mind you.
After what sounded (and felt) like a collision with a freight train, I momentarily lay at the foot of the stairs waiting for Pam to scream and rush down to my rescue. It was then that I realized that it must be too early for an emergency in our house.
So I then decided to go to Plan B, which was to determine that I was still alive, pull myself up and continue on my way. I arrived at the airport a little worse for wear but still with plenty of time to spare. I checked my ticket, went to Gate D26 which read Columbus, OH and waited for the boarding call. Which never came.
About 5 minutes before departure, I went to the stand and asked if there was a delay. The answer was no, and upon further investigation it turns out that I had misread my ticket. Where my bleary eyes had originally seen Gate D26, a refocusing revealed that the correct Gate was D25. And that plane was gone.
So now, I am 0 for 2 on the day, and the sun was barely up. I will not bore you with further details of everything else that followed this pattern the rest of the day, but suffice it to say that my original plan of arriving in Ohio at 1 PM with plenty of time to set up, go have my wings at Barleys, and watch the playoff games that afternoon (my annual tradition) didn't exactly work out. Instead I arrived at 6 PM, had to beg to get in the exhibit hall to set up after everyone else was done and gone, and then get to Barley's just in time for them to inform me that the playoff games were over and they were out of wings.
But guess what. It was a Great Day! I didn't maim myself, I didn't die in a plane crash, I didn't get terrible news from an oncologist, I didn't lose any friends or loved ones, and when all is said and done, I just had another war story to share with friends. It was a bump in the road, a blip on the screen. And last but not least, there are multitudes of people that would swap their bad day for this one. The next time you think you are having a bad day, take a deep breath and count your blessings.
The best reasons to go to trade shows. Fun people, great food, nice cities, and good times. Oh, I forgot about the work part, the original reason for being there in the first place. Sometimes that gets in the way.
Often, the hardest part of all is leaving home and getting to the show. By the time you see me calmly sitting in my booth at the show, you have no idea how much "paddling" I had to do just to get there.
Just last week as I departed for my back-to-back shows in OH and NC, is a case in point. By the time I did everything I needed to do before leaving the business for a whole week,
I managed to get to bed 3 hours before time to get up to catch my first flight. As I trudged down the stairs in the pre-dawn darkness with my bulging suitcase and attempted to turn off the light on the lower landing, I somehow misjudged the last step and wound up diving head first to the foyer. All because I was trying NOT to wake up my wife, mind you.
After what sounded (and felt) like a collision with a freight train, I momentarily lay at the foot of the stairs waiting for Pam to scream and rush down to my rescue. It was then that I realized that it must be too early for an emergency in our house.
So I then decided to go to Plan B, which was to determine that I was still alive, pull myself up and continue on my way. I arrived at the airport a little worse for wear but still with plenty of time to spare. I checked my ticket, went to Gate D26 which read Columbus, OH and waited for the boarding call. Which never came.
About 5 minutes before departure, I went to the stand and asked if there was a delay. The answer was no, and upon further investigation it turns out that I had misread my ticket. Where my bleary eyes had originally seen Gate D26, a refocusing revealed that the correct Gate was D25. And that plane was gone.
So now, I am 0 for 2 on the day, and the sun was barely up. I will not bore you with further details of everything else that followed this pattern the rest of the day, but suffice it to say that my original plan of arriving in Ohio at 1 PM with plenty of time to set up, go have my wings at Barleys, and watch the playoff games that afternoon (my annual tradition) didn't exactly work out. Instead I arrived at 6 PM, had to beg to get in the exhibit hall to set up after everyone else was done and gone, and then get to Barley's just in time for them to inform me that the playoff games were over and they were out of wings.
But guess what. It was a Great Day! I didn't maim myself, I didn't die in a plane crash, I didn't get terrible news from an oncologist, I didn't lose any friends or loved ones, and when all is said and done, I just had another war story to share with friends. It was a bump in the road, a blip on the screen. And last but not least, there are multitudes of people that would swap their bad day for this one. The next time you think you are having a bad day, take a deep breath and count your blessings.
IF
we trained our boys and girls the proper use of firearms, safety
principles, the principle of "Don't ever point a gun at something you
don't plan to kill", we would have safer streets. I fondly remember
being taught by caring men to handle a gun well, shoot straight and take
care of my weapon. In college the assembly and dis-assembly of the M-1
was part of ROTC. Our gun phobia has made us less safe.
Yes We Can
I guess the deficit, joblessness, crippled foreign policy, the economy and increasing energy costs are all taken care of. The President was clear about what his second term was all about:
“I was surprised by the priorities. The President said, for example, at the close, the priorities of our generation are…equal pay, gay marriage, voting protections, immigration reform, gun control. You know, I’m not sure those are the highest priorities facing America today. I was also surprised by what he said was not going to be a priority…No mention at all of deficits and spending.” Karl Rove
“we have no spending problem” as we borrow more and more and print money like there is no tomorrow. Will we see an $8 Million loaf of bread? “Yes we can!”
“I was surprised by the priorities. The President said, for example, at the close, the priorities of our generation are…equal pay, gay marriage, voting protections, immigration reform, gun control. You know, I’m not sure those are the highest priorities facing America today. I was also surprised by what he said was not going to be a priority…No mention at all of deficits and spending.” Karl Rove
“we have no spending problem” as we borrow more and more and print money like there is no tomorrow. Will we see an $8 Million loaf of bread? “Yes we can!”
The REAL Danger
“The danger to America is not Barack Obama but a citizenry capable of
entrusting a man like him with the Presidency. It will be far easier to
limit and undo the follies of an Obama presidency than to restore the
necessary common sense and good judgment to a depraved electorate
willing to have such a man for their president. The problem is much
deeper and far more serious than Mr. Obama, who is a mere symptom of
what ails America . Blaming the prince of the fools should not blind
anyone to the vast confederacy of fools that made him their prince. The
Republic can survive a Barack Obama, who is, after all, merely a fool.
It is less likely to survive a multitude of fools such as those who made
him their president.”
Kill the Constitution
Backwards, march!
Yesterday’s declaration by President Obama, signaling with his inaugural address that he intends to turn America around and march it backwards to the glory days of failed leftism — making of America one gigantic society of beggars
First and foremost is the Orwellian use of his language. Tyranny is freedom. Collectivism is liberty. “Together” is shorthand for government control.
There is a bigger target in left-wing sights now. A much bigger target: The Constitution of the United States.
How specifically will the Constitution be assaulted? And what are the envisioned results?
This time the targets will be the First and Second Amendments… free speech, religious liberty, and the right to bear arms.
Mark Levin has captured the core reason: the eternal leftist drive for utopia. As Obama phrased it yesterday, the drive “to complete our journey”.
And they cannot accomplish this utopia — surprise, surprise — by using the Constitution of the United States. The rights of others — i.e., you — stand in their way. They must be either restricted if not abolished outright.
There is no Orwellian language too far-fetched, no straw man big enough that cannot and will not be pressed into the service of wrecking the Constitution.
When it comes to the survival of the Constitution of the United States, the American Left is going to “go for the throat.”
YOU HAVE TO READ THIS WHOLE THING
Yesterday’s declaration by President Obama, signaling with his inaugural address that he intends to turn America around and march it backwards to the glory days of failed leftism — making of America one gigantic society of beggars
First and foremost is the Orwellian use of his language. Tyranny is freedom. Collectivism is liberty. “Together” is shorthand for government control.
There is a bigger target in left-wing sights now. A much bigger target: The Constitution of the United States.
How specifically will the Constitution be assaulted? And what are the envisioned results?
This time the targets will be the First and Second Amendments… free speech, religious liberty, and the right to bear arms.
Mark Levin has captured the core reason: the eternal leftist drive for utopia. As Obama phrased it yesterday, the drive “to complete our journey”.
And they cannot accomplish this utopia — surprise, surprise — by using the Constitution of the United States. The rights of others — i.e., you — stand in their way. They must be either restricted if not abolished outright.
There is no Orwellian language too far-fetched, no straw man big enough that cannot and will not be pressed into the service of wrecking the Constitution.
When it comes to the survival of the Constitution of the United States, the American Left is going to “go for the throat.”
YOU HAVE TO READ THIS WHOLE THING
Sarah Palin Honors Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Today Americans honor the life and legacy of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. It's been 30 years since President Reagan signed this holiday into law in 1983, followed by its celebration three years later. We continue to look to Dr. King’s teachings which show us that our efforts—though seemingly futile at times—really do matter, that one person’s faith in something greater than self can lift all mankind, and that character alone should be the means whereby a person is measured, rather than the external things on which our society fixates.
This year marks 50 years since Martin Luther King stood before the Lincoln Memorial to proclaim his dream and remind the world that 100 years had passed since President Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation. Now, 150 years after that historic signing, Americans still stand with both these men, ever committed to the freedoms that they worked to secure. They dedicated their lives for freedom, including freedom from stifling, overbearing governments. We will not squander what their efforts have wrought, we will not take for granted the blood that has been shed, and we will not fail to do our part to help preserve the freedoms that are uniquely American. In Dr. King’s own words, “Let freedom ring!” So, to these freedoms we cling so that future generations may know and love the America that those before us so sacrificially gave.
I encourage you to take time to reflect on Dr. Martin Luther King’s efforts to secure freedom and true equality and what those efforts have added to our lives today.
The
Modern Liberal believes in the supremacy of the state, thereby
rejecting the principles of the Declaration and the order of the civil
society, in whole or part.
For the Modern Liberal, the individual’s imperfection and personal pursuits impede the objective of a utopian state.
In this, Modern Liberalism promotes what French historian Alexis de Tocqueville described as a soft tyranny,4 which becomes increasingly more oppressive, potentially leading to a hard tyranny (some form of totalitarianism).
As the word “liberal” is, in its classical meaning, the opposite of authoritarian, it is more accurate, therefore, to characterize the Modern Liberal as a Statist.
For the Modern Liberal, the individual’s imperfection and personal pursuits impede the objective of a utopian state.
In this, Modern Liberalism promotes what French historian Alexis de Tocqueville described as a soft tyranny,4 which becomes increasingly more oppressive, potentially leading to a hard tyranny (some form of totalitarianism).
As the word “liberal” is, in its classical meaning, the opposite of authoritarian, it is more accurate, therefore, to characterize the Modern Liberal as a Statist.
Lenin, Stalin, Hitler and Mao all likewise thought that the state was the be all and end all of human existence
Spiritually, morally and politically, the second inauguration speech of
Barack Hussein Obama is very frightening indeed. Obama is again showing
his true colours as a radically secular, radically immoral, and
radically leftist social engineer who has declared war on America, the
Constitution, and the American people.
This is a great piece about the second term of Obama
This is a great piece about the second term of Obama
Sunday, January 20, 2013
run with the big dogs, learn to lift your leg
I work with and as a consultant for executives in large banks who make $2-300,000 per year. I see a lot of criticism about the kind of money these people make. The CEOs that make millions. GUESS WHAT...they are worth it.
They have a work ethic and intelligence that dwarfs my own. I'm a peanut. I have specific knowledge, but not what they possess. PLUS, there are no vacation days, no days off, no nights that are not interrupt-able. They are on call and on the job 24/7/365. I have learned that if you are going to run with the big dogs, you have to learn to lift your leg.
Most people that complain about not getting big money wouldn't pay the price to prepare themselves or work hard enough to get where they are. When I got back from church this PM I had a half dozen emails on my computer, spread sheets, analysis. Lots of it. I didn't say, GOSH GUYS, today is Sunday, tomorrow is MLK day. I can't work. There is a reason people are paid the big bucks. Don't resent them. You can too if you prepare and if you will pay the price. Otherwise...don't complain.
that messiah never existed
Four years ago, hundreds of thousands of people flooded the capital, sleeping on floors and lining the streets so that they could be part of history: the inauguration of the first black president, who had the promise of being a transformational figure that could bring hope and change to a broken political system.
That messiah never came…
Because that messiah never existed.
That messiah never came…
Because that messiah never existed.
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