Category: American Heritage
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The 3rd Edition: The Hands of My Fathers
One never knows if they will have a grandparent in their lives or not or how long. After the loss of Grandpa Arla and Leo in a short span of time I made a personal decision. Time is precious so it became a mission of mine to spend time with my elders. I remember hearing…
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Mowing Chronicles: Thoughts
What comes to your mind when you mow? Do you think about what you want to eat later? Maybe about a disagreement with someone? Your to-do list for the rest of the day or week? Mowing. This was a time to forget about problems. A time to just observe my surroundings and keep aware of…
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The 2nd Edition: The Hands of My Fathers
Ironically, I had about the same amount of time with Great-Grandpa Arla as I did Grandpa Leo. There was only about a month, give or take a few days up to a week, in between their deaths. It seems that I remember his death just about 10 days after my birthday which would be somewhere…
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The Hands of My Fathers
Sunday Afternoons for the longest time would be in his living room. Grandma Doris and Uncle Bob; they would welcome this deluge of Bishop’s as we filled their entire room. Great-Grandpa Arlie as some called him or the newspaper would misspell his name as Arle; was an intriguing man. The Lord has blessed me over…
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California Is Praying
This weekend was the culmination of Christians and Catholics all over this Country praying. If you have not heard of the group Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, you really need to look into some Conservative Media Sites. This group was to be honored for a Dodger’s “pride event” in Dodger Stadium in Los Angeles. ‘The Federalist’…
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A Week of Thoughts
Do you still have moments where the loss of someone hits you hard? Spending as much time as I have through the past decade has given me an outlet to feel secure in sharing with others the bittersweet memories of losing my loved ones. This week seemed a fitting time to share this meticulous Series…
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Patriarchs Are A Necessity
In college I worked in the Compliance Office, we were in the office of the Dean of Students. Then our office was moved into the Presidential Suite, which was awesome. Before we moved into the top floor I had an interesting bathroom stop. At Christmas Time we kept a radio on playing an Evansville station…
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A Deep Love… Sunday His Testimony
February 5th, 2020 There is nothing that can replace the absence of someone dear to us, and one should not even attempt to do so. One must simply hold out and endure it. At first that sounds very hard, but at the same time it is also a great comfort. For to the extent the…
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American Letters
Do you still receive letters or cards in the mail? Letters seem to be a thing of the past. No one takes the pains to write anymore except to text or post emoji’s. Writing doesn’t carry the same fervency and excitement as it once did. Yet I still watch and observe my mother picking out…
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A Deep Love… My Version of Events
February 4th, 2020 The week of 2020 when I originally wrote these articles was very quick. I literally wrote them late into the evening after going over them with as much as a fine-tooth comb as I could. Tears were difficult to stave off while typing, but I believed this to be important to remember…
Jewells of Thought 