December 31, 2008

Good Luck in a Can

Preacher's Wife sent me to the grocery store today to get what she calls good luck for the New Year. I went to a couple of major stores and fought the crowd before I found the magic Bush's Black Eyed Peas. I also had several conversations with people about this tradition only to be told that I have a big problem. I have heard it all my life that eating black eyed peas on the first day of a new year brings success, prosperity and good luck to all. I don't believe a word of this, but I always eat black eyes peas on the first day of every new year. Why? Because Preacher's Wife serves them and I like them. In fact, I would eat them once or twice a week if she would fix them. But NO! They are for a special day of the year so we can have good luck. I am tired of old wives tales and things passed along to us that don't work. At this stage in my life I want to practice and do things that work, not what we have been told that works.
Please forgive me for my frustration with this day of making sure we get the happiness in a can. I will resolve tomorrow not to be so up tight.

December 26, 2008

Loving every minute

Can you tell that Preacher's Wife is loving every minute of holding and feeding baby Logan. Jake and Bo are jealous but seem to be happy just to be included in a photo shoot with Logan.

December 23, 2008

Questions Remain Unanswered

Preacher's Wife came home from having her brain scan rather pleased to inform me that she passed. I was thrilled to hear that she is tumor free but it did not resolve my 40 years of questions. I asked her how she was going to resolve seeing two of me, since it was double vision that revealed the need for the brain scan in the first place. She began this diatribe about how that in life there are things that we must go through, things we must endure, crosses one must bear, she continued on about how if we respond correctly it will build character and bring rewards in our senior years and in the next life. She started sounding so much like a preacher that I just booked her this next weekend to speak in my stead.

December 20, 2008

Lingering questions answered today..

Last week Preacher's Wife went to get her eyes checked because of double vision. She said she couldn't handle seeing more than one of me. When she came home she informed me that the doctor wanted to do a brain scan to rule out the possibility of a tumor. So she is scheduled today to get that done. Now you know I love her dearly, but today I could get the answers to some lingering questions that I have had for over 40 years. When I told her this, she replied as calm as always, "Yes, this could explain why I married you in the first place." Huh!

December 17, 2008

Christmas day is almost here. I think Preacher's Wife and I are as ready as we can be. She sent the packages today to Denver for the Cheshire family. The other children who live much closer will drop in on or around Christmas day. I really do love this time of the year.

December 15, 2008

The Cab RIde I Will Never Forget

Since some of you may not be subscribers to my free weekly IMPACT mail out, I thought I would pass this great story on to you. I sent it last week and got a lot of good feedback. Enjoy! Feel free to pass it along to others.

The Cab Ride I Will Never Forget

Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. One time I arrived in the middle of the night for a pick up at a building that was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away. But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance, I reasoned to myself.

So I walked to the door and knocked. “Just a minute,” answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

“Would you carry my bag out to the car?” she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb. She kept thanking me for my kindness.

“It’s nothing,” I told her. “I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.”

“Oh, you’re such a good boy,” she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, then asked, “Could you drive through downtown?”

“It’s not the shortest way,” I answered quickly.

“Oh, I don’t mind,” she said. “I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.”

I looked in the rear view mirror. Her eyes were glistening.

“I don’t have any family left,” she continued. “The doctor says I don’t have very long.”

I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. “What route would you like me to take?” I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl. Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, “I’m tired. Let’s go now.”

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

“How much do I owe you?” she asked, reaching into her purse.

“Nothing,” I said.

“You have to make a living,” she answered.

“There are other passengers.”

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

“You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,” she said. “Thank you.”

I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.

I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life. We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware—beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

by Kent Nerburn

December 9, 2008


Let me begin by saying that being married 40 years doesn't make one an expert concerning marriage. It could just mean that two people have a high level of tolerance. Or maybe they've discovered it is cheaper to live together than apart. Preacher's Wife and I don't consider ourselves experts in this field. I have discovered what works in some marriages for health and longevity doesn't work for others. The reason being, each person and each couple are different. There are no pat answers to why some work and some don't. When I was younger I had all the answers but time and observing other marriages have so often proved me wrong. I do think there are some common threads that make for a good marriage. In the success of our marriage I contribute most of the credit to Preacher's Wife. If you know us well you will quickly agree. She has the characteristics of love as described in I Corinthians 13 working in her life. She is patient and she is kind. She is not rude, selfish, or easily angered. I believe the common threads of a good marriage are patience, trust, faithfulness, forgiveness, commitment and perseverance. Some of the things I love about Preacher's Wife is that she in independent while at the same time interdependent. She is not a clinger or a jealous person. She is soft spoken but she would never allow the children or me to walk all over her. She is generous with her time and resources. She has realistic expectations. She is spiritual but not religious. She is real, relational and down to earth. She is not easily offended or disappointed. By now you may be thinking I live with a saint. The truth is, she is a saint. The scripture says in the mouth of two witnesses every word is established. God says she is a saint and I agree with him. And that in itself make for a better marriage.

December 8, 2008

And Now Page 2....

Of course you know I saw her again. And yes I saw her the same way I'd seen her that night. We dated for 6 months before we got married because neither of us wanted to rush into anything especially at our age (her now 16 and me 19). Both of our parents signed for us to get a marriage license and the date December 6th was chosen. We were on our way to a long and happy life together. Someone commented that they wanted more details but that is probably not going to happen. You see 40 years is a long time and the mind and memory can play a lot of tricks on you. I remember it though as a normal marriage. We had our faults, our disagreements, our ups and downs, and occasional brief spats. But nothing more than what I refer to as normal. The children and I laugh about being a dysfunctional family but by the things I have seen and heard we were pretty normal. Of course the children are free to comment from their perspective if they so desire. Other than to know that we are plenty human I am sure you don't want to hear about our spats but rather about what we attribute to staying together for 40 years. Since Preacher's Wife left me this morning for Ft. Worth I will have time to massage my memory and tell you from my perspective some of the things I believe helped us stay happily married this long.

December 4, 2008

It was the year 1968...

It was the year 1968... For you sports fans, it was the year of Super Bowl II where the Green Bay Packers beat the Oakland Raiders 34-14. For you music lovers, it was the year Otis Redding released (Sittin' on) the Dock of the Bay. For all you statistic lovers:
-Average Cost of a new house $14,950.00
-Average Income per year $7,850.00
-Average Monthly Rent $130.00
-Gas per Gallon 34 cents
-Average Cost of a new car $2,822.00
-Movie Ticket $1.50 and
-Minimum Wage was $1.50

This was the year that I fell in love with Preacher's Wife.

It was the month of May and I had just graduated from Howe High School. I was working at a local Enco full-service gas station waiting for my active duty orders from the Navy. It was a slow night and almost closing time when a car pulled up to the pump for service. I approached the window and ask how I could be of service when I saw her for the first time. I had seen her many times before because we attended the same High School, but I saw her this night for the first time. You see when I was in school I had always gone after the older more mature and experienced women. I knew her only as a young saintly, naive underclassman. I had not been the least bit interested in her. It was as if she didn't exist. She was not even on my radar. BAM! It hit me. Something had happened. Something was different. I filled her car with gas and she drove away, but I couldn't get her out of my mind. Would I ever see her again? And if I did would I see her the way I saw her that night?

December 3, 2008

40 years and still happy

This Saturday December 6th will be our 40th wedding anniversary. Yes, that's right, our 40th. I believe this to be a real accomplishment since it is reported that 50% of all marriages today end in divorce. Let me start by saying I make no judgments of anyone who has been divorced or remarried. While at the same time I will not refuse to celebrate and rejoice in our accomplishment for fear that someone might think my celebration is one of being prideful. It is by the grace of God that any two people raised in different families, with possibly different values and having different personalities, can live together for any length of time. Though staying together does require something of each individual. I think over the next few days I will tell our story. I hope you will be inspired and encouraged.

December 2, 2008

Hooray! It's done.

Preacher's Wife should be so happy. All the Christmas decorations are out. The tree as you can see is up. The stocking have been hung and all the little table top decorations have been spread throughout the house. I just finished hanging the huge 4 foot wreath over the garage door. Finally I can sit for a few moments and enjoy a hot cup of coffee and wait for her next instructions. What a joy to live your life so as to make your wife the happiest woman on planet earth. Ha!

November 27, 2008

After dinner nap...

We had a great Thanksgiving day with the Thomas family. It had been three years since we had all been together. There was a lot of catching up to do. Later I will post some pictures of Andrew's cute nieces. But I thought everybody should first see the main attraction of the day.

November 24, 2008

OK OK Just a few more... I promise

I couldn't help myself after seeing these pictures taken since he has been home. I promise not to post anymore pictures today.

November 20, 2008

Welcome Logan Allen Thomas

Preacher's Wife and I just got home from the hospital. We are proud to announce that Logan Allen Thomas discovered America Thursday November 20, 2008 at 6 P.M. He weighed 8 lbs 2 oz. He was 20 inches long. The baby and mother are doing great. The son-in-law seems to doing fine as well. The pictures below have been pre-approved by Logan's mom.

November 18, 2008

Setting the record straight...

Preacher's Wife and I are taking a week off as we wait for the birth of our next grandchild. Our daughter Marlie and her husband Andrew are expecting the arrival of their son (Logan) this week. How times and expressions have changed over the years. I hear couples today say "we" are 12 weeks pregnant. I do understand what they mean but I've never been pregnant. I have been sick on some mornings. I pee often. Even now I have a nice belly and my friends will jokingly ask me my due date, but that doesn't mean I'm pregnant. I've had swollen ankles and wanted ice cream at midnight, but I've never been pregnant. As much as I would like to claim more credit for my three wonderful children I was never pregnant with them. Let me set the record son, two sons-in-law, nor I have ever been pregnant or ever will be. Our hats off to you ladies.

November 17, 2008

An Old Farmer's Advice

Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.
Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.
A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.
Words that soak into your ears are whispered, not yelled.
Meanness doesn't just happen overnight.
Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.
Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.
It doesn't take a very big person to carry a grudge.
You cannot unsay a cruel word.
Every path has a few puddles.
When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
The best sermons are lived, not preached.
Most of the stuff people worry about isn’t ever going to happen anyway.
Don't judge folks by their relatives.
Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll enjoy it -- a second time.
Don't interfere with something that isn’t bothering you.
Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.
If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.
Sometimes you get, and sometimes you are got.
The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal watches you from the mirror every morning.
Always drink upstream from the herd.
Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.
Letting the cat out of the bag is a whole lot easier than putting it back in.
If you get to thinking you're a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else's -- dog around.
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to the Almighty.

November 13, 2008

His and Hers

Preacher's Wife and I have our own personal retirement rockers but we can't seem to find time to sit in them. I was just telling her this morning we have three lives. Her life, my life and our life. While this may not be how all families operate it works well for us. I will drive off in a few hours for Houston and she will drive off to Ft. Worth. We then will meet up again on Sunday or Monday and enjoy being together again. Our daughter Marlie and son-in-law Andrew are expecting their first child so Preacher's Wife is excited about getting to Ft. Worth and patiently awaiting baby Logan's arrival. It looks like the rockers are going to have to wait awhile.

November 5, 2008

The day after the election...

“The way I see it, if you want the rainbow you gotta put up with the rain.” -Dolly Parton

Some people seem to always be living under a cloud of doom and gloom, they only hear, see, feel, and express negative things.

This is not my M.O. As long as I can remember I have been a very upbeat, positive person. I don’t handle whiners well and Preacher’s Wife can't tolerate them at all.
I have discovered in life, no one cares about your excuses, your whining, or your sniveling—they only care about your actions and results, possibly your attitude if they have to live or work with you. Nobody wants to hear you whine about a problem.

Maybe after the election you are one who feels that things are really bad now and that things are only going to get worse (you may be right). You may doubt the intellect and choice of the American people. You may think there is little or no hope for our country, our children, and our future (if so, you are wrong).

So, you’ve shared your opinions with others, you have warned your friends who had a different view point than you. You have voted and you have prayed. Now you must continue to pray and trust God with our future.

Since one gains influence by their actions and results, then one must pray and actively work for what they believe in and work around the things they cannot change, making the best of things they can change, and of course― without whining.

Winning with whiners can be quite a battle. They often complain, murmur, and do nothing more than talk. You cannot be a winner if you're frequently associating with whiners. Let this serve notice to all my friends and those who know me that I will not be a part of any whining. There is just to much to pray about and to live for.

November 3, 2008

On the eve of election day

Neither this blog nor this particular post is designed to be heavily political. Many today seem to spew doom and gloom and try to move people to act by fear and intimidation. I chose several years ago to not practice this any longer. One can use the Bible to make it say just about anything they want it to say. I will agree that there is a place for warning, but everybody seems to be waving red flags of warning. OK now you have warned them back off and let them choose. My preacher daddy once said, "Son, don't keeping poking them in the eye they've already indicated they're blind." My point is this. If our collective choice is wrong God is still God and He will always BE God. In Genesis 50 there is a very interesting story. There is a plot by several older brothers to kill their younger brother Joseph because they were jealous of him. God preserved Joseph for his purposes and raised him up later to show his grace, power and provision (I see neither candidate as Joseph so please don't read that into this). When their dad died, the older brothers came to Joseph and ask him not to take revenge on them.

This is Joseph's reply:

Genesis 50:18 His brothers then came and threw themselves down before him. "We are your slaves," they said.

19 But Joseph said to them, "Don't be afraid. Am I in the place of God? (This obviously is a rhetorical question and the answer is meant to be NO) 20 You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives. 21 So then, don't be afraid. I will provide for you and your children." And he reassured them and spoke kindly to them."

So my assessment is this: I am not in the place of God. I am not Sovereign. I don't see the big picture. Obviously, some see much more clearly than I. My experience with God is this. When family, presumed friends, and even the government or politicians seem to do things that are intended to harm, He (God) is able to step in at any moment (before or after) and work things out for my (our) good.

Again, look at verse 21 "So then, don't be afraid. I will provide for you and your children. And he reassured them and spoke kindly to them."

God's hands are not tied, so think about this: Daniel 2:21 He (God) changes times and seasons; he (God) sets up kings (leaders) and removes them.

Don't be shaken in your faith or lose your hope. God really is in charge.

SLENTROL: It works! !

Most of you remember that Bo, our oldest Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, has been on a national clinical doggie weight loss drug trial. I know, I laughed when Preacher's Wife came home from the Vet and informed me. Anyway, I thought I would give you and update. To date Bo has lost 7 pounds. I know that doesn't sound like much but it is one fifth of his starting total body weight. I know he doesn't look that happy in the picture but he has in his own way informed us that he is feeling much better. He is eating better, sleeping better and snores less. He is also into exercise and pretty much demands that Preacher's Wife or I take him on his twice a day one mile walk. I always vote for Preacher's Wife to take him.

October 31, 2008

Don't Be A Chicken Little

We have all heard the warnings, an economic storm is coming, or its here, or the economy is bad, or is worse than expected or not as bad as expected. It can all be so confusing.

Listening to the news you would think we are all going to be in breadlines by the end of the year. All doom and gloom, all bad news, all the time. Let’s take a step back and look at the reality of the situation.

When we enter in to times of economic uncertainty the first reaction most of us have is to start cutting back. In some areas of our life this would be a prudent thing to do. But when it comes to generosity and giving I refuse to shut down, pull back, become fearful and start hoarding. In the proper frame of mind you can choose to step outside the situation and not follow the herd by hoarding.

Allow me to remind you of a Biblical account of economic down turn. This story is found in Genesis 26:1-12. 1 A severe famine now struck the land, as had happened before in Abraham’s time.
12 When (not if) Isaac planted (he sowed rather than hoarded) his crops that year, he harvested a hundred times more grain than he planted, for the Lord blessed him. 13 He became a very rich man, and his wealth continued to grow. 14 He acquired so many flocks of sheep and goats, herds of cattle, and servants that the Philistines became jealous of him. 15 So the Philistines filled up all of Isaac’s wells with dirt. These were the wells that had been dug by the servants of his father, Abraham.

The problem as I see it is a lack of faith, belief and confidence that God can and will provide for us if we will be true to the principle of sowing and reaping. Even in economic crisis. So yes, be a good steward, but not one who shrinks back from generosity.

October 30, 2008

A little more frequent please!

I guess it's about time for me to start blogging regularly again. I am sure my 15 faithful readers would appreciate it. I must say it is hard to blog when you have nothing to say. I was encouraged to hear one person tell me that blogging has nothing to do with having anything to say. Then they added, "it's kind of like preaching." Anyway you might want to check back a little more frequent if you enjoy hearing me ramble on about little or nothing. Though it is possible that being an encourager I might say something to challenge ones attitude or lift ones spirit. I'll be back soon. I gotta go think up something.

October 20, 2008

Season Three and only 87 more episodes to go...

As you may recall from my last post that I got hooked on the TV series Northern Exposure. I am now only 87 episodes away from completing all six seasons. Someone asked how could I get through so many episodes in such a short period of time? The answer is simple. One has to find something to do when the Dallas Cowboys are suppose to be playing football and forget to show up for the game.

October 8, 2008

I Am Hooked

I need to confess I'm hooked. It all started when I was thinking about Sarah Palin field dressing a moose. Yes, you guessed it. My new addiction is the 1990-1995 TV series NORTHERN EXPOSURE. I remembered how much I loved the show. So I broke down this week and bought Seasons One and Two. For those who either don't know or don't remember, NORTHERN EXPOSURE was originally a summer replacement show, beginning to run only a couple of weeks after TWIN PEAKS in 1990. That first summer season ran 8 episodes and the following spring the second season ran for 7 episodes, meaning that Seasons One and Two had a grand total of 15 episodes. In all there were 6 seasons and 110 episodes. So as of today I am 106 episodes away from seeing them all.

September 23, 2008

Enjoying the Guadalupe

Preacher's Wife and I took a few days off to do some camping along the Guadalupe River. We met our long time friends John and Janet Magee from the Rio Grande Valley and spent 5 days together at Camp Huaco Springs in New Braunfels, Texas. The weather was just right. It was in the mid 80's during the day and the low 60's at night. We rode motorcycles, shopped the Hill Country and some in our group tubed the River. But mainly we did nothing but relax, enjoyed catching up on old times and of course eating. It was fun but now we are back to busy weekends until Christmas. Oh, by the way, did I mention that we are having another grandchild? Yes, Marlie and Andrew are having their first little boy Logan Allen Thomas on or around November 17. So you can bet that I will find time to get to Fort Worth around Thanksgiving.

September 15, 2008


Preacher's Wife and I found it difficult to just sit and watch the news about our Texas family on the Gulf Coast who are in a state of devastation because of Hurricane Ike. We decided we could do more than pray, we could give money to help our sister church in Houston LRC who have many families and friends who are in dire need. There are so many worthy agencies that do a wonderful job during crisis like this, but we just wanted to make it personal since the scriptures say to do good to all and especially to those of the household of faith (Gal.6:10). We personally know the Pastor and the people there, and we have confidence they will put the money to good use in helping people. In fact, they are already helping many, but in every crisis resources soon come to end. If you would like to help please go to the link above (LRC) and on the right side of the website is a button that says DONATE. If you would rather do it through Preacher's Wife and me give me a call at 210-218-4173 or email me at Everyone doing something helps. It is so right to be generous. The scripture does say, " unto others as you would have them do unto you." Would you consider helping us help them.

September 11, 2008

Finally Retired

Our son came to visit this week for a couple of days. We really enjoyed hanging out together. On Monday afternoon we decided to play a round of golf. Though he is a serious golfer he has learned to have fun while playing the game. Now I have always been an outdoors type of guy but golf has never been my game. On Monday afternoon September 8, 2008 at 4:30 p.m. on the 5th hole at the Silverhorn Golf Course in San Antonio, Texas, I officially resigned from ever playing golf again. By the 5th hole I had lost count of how many golf balls had disappeared from my bag. I was sore from my wrist to my shoulders. It became the most expensive golf cart ride I have ever taken. I will leave it at this or I will become what I despise ... a big whiner. So Monday was a beautiful day and I thoughly enjoyed being with my son on the golf course. The 6th through the 18th hole was fantastic. I became quite an accomplished chauffeur. One last note... My clubs are for sale.

September 6, 2008

Who said she wasn't vetted properly?

I just want to know one thing? Who said she wasn't vetted properly, and exactly what criteria did they use? Let's go over it one more time. She is a lifetime member of the NRA. She hunts and fishes. She is a hockey mom with 5 children. And now this...

August 18, 2008

Three of the Six

I don't know when Preacher's Wife and I will get back to Denver. I do know we will not make the Democratic Convention next week. We love the city and enjoyed our last visit there very much. But Denver would not have the same appeal to us without these three above. Oh yes, we love our daughter and son-in-law as well. Hopefully we can see them all over the upcoming fall holidays. Poppy and Nonny love you guys.

August 11, 2008

Two of the Six

Preacher's Wife and I got home Sunday evening from visiting our children and grandchildren in McAllen. It was my regular quarterly visit to one of our CFI churches. Things seem to be going well there. Of course everyone is ready for school to start back. I was able to get the girls to pose for me. This seems harder and harder the older they get, especially the one that is moving quickly toward being a teenager. Either the sun, the make-up, the hair, something is never quite right. Anyway, I am pretty sure they will not like this picture. But granddads just love to have up to date pictures of the children.

August 6, 2008

Bo succeeds at weight loss

Preacher's Wife and I are getting ready to travel to the Rio Grande Valley of Texas for the weekend. We will be at Christian Fellowship Church - McAllen, Texas where our son and daughter-in-law pastor. This has been a very busy summer for us and we are looking forward to finishing our summer visits to all our churches. We then plan to take the week after Labor Day off and catch our breath before we finish up the fall semester. Oh by the way I thought I would post a picture of Bo along with Jake. If you remember Bo has been on a National Clinical Trial for a Doggie weight loss drug. I know, I laughed to when Preacher's Wife came home from the Vet and informed me. Anyway, he has lost 6 pounds. We are so proud of him.

August 1, 2008

Time for a break...

My journey this weekend takes me to Longview, Texas. I am looking forward to a little break. This week I have been able to catch up on a lot of honey-do's. Things I just love doing; like standing in line to register vehicles, washing vehicles, cleaning out the garage and hauling off boxes of books that we've collected over 30 years. A man's gotta do what his woman tells him to do. I am off to Longview. I hope you all have a great weekend.

July 23, 2008

Recupurating in San Antonio

My friend Tim arrived from England on schedule a week ago Tuesday. We have been on the road for a week, therefore, I have been unable to blog until now. We began by heading south to the Rio Grande Valley of Texas. We missed Dolly by a week (though the people there now are in our prayers). While there we dropped across the border into Mexico for supper then back to McAllen to spend Wednesday night. On Thursday morning we headed back to the Hill Country of Texas north of San Antonio to spend some time in the Guadalupe State Park. Our journey then led us north to Dallas, then east to Longview, then back to San Antonio on Sunday evening. You guessed it. I am a little tired but it was a wonderful trip. Nothing quite like a good steak cooked outdoors enjoyed with a fine chilled red wine. Of course in the Texas heat this is better enjoyed indoors.

July 14, 2008

Home Again, Gone Again

Preacher's Wife and I returned home late Friday evening from London after missing our non-stop from Chicago to San Antonio. I will never know how American Airlines knew we wanted to go through St. Louis, but they did!
We had out of town guest for the weekend so we have been busy having a good time entertaining our friends. It looks like by tomorrow I will be over my jet-lag and back to sleeping in until 4 a.m. Wow! I can hardly wait.
I will spend today getting ready to leave tomorrow. I have another guest arriving from London that will travel the back roads of Texas with me this week as I check on churches. You need not be concerned about Preacher's Wife she is staying at home a whole week without going anywhere but Wal-Mart. Now you know what we've done the last two days.

July 9, 2008

Leeds Castle

We just returned from a wet day of sightseeing. We had a wonderful time. I think we have visited England now close to 25 times but had never seen the well known Leeds Castle until today. Though it took a little persuading to get me to spend the day in the rain I am glad now I gave in. You will notice by just the few pictures below how beautiful it is. If you would like to see more pictures go to the link above and scroll down to galleries. Tomorrow is our last day of vacation. We will head home on Friday.

July 8, 2008

Enjoying England

Preacher's Wife and I are enjoying our vacation in London. We came to celebrate the birthday of a good friend. Since last Friday we have not stop celebrating. Last evening we did one of my favorite things. We drove through the countryside and then enjoyed a meal together with our friends at a local pub. There is nothing quite like eating in a small village pub. I love watching the people snicker at our Texas accent. It is like we are from another planet. Anyway, the food was good and the setting in which we ate could not have been better. Below is a picture of Anne and Gretel outside the Alford Arms. Tomorrow we go to Leeds Castle so I will some great pictures to post.

July 4, 2008

A Day Late and A Few Dollars Short

I am in good spirits even though our trip to London got off to a bad start. Preacher’s Wife and I, being on time kind of people, left for the airport at 4:15 pm Wednesday, even though our flight was not scheduled to leave unto 5:40 pm. We checked in quickly and made it to the gate with plenty of time to spare. It was there we were informed that our flight would not leave until 8 pm and arrive in Chicago at 10:30 pm. Of course that would be 35 minutes after our plane left for London. We finally arrived in Chicago at 11:00 pm and were told that since the delay was due to weather we would be responsible for our on sleeping accommodations. The good news was that they had confirmed us on the first flight out the next morning at 9:10 am. The bad news was that we would not see our luggage again until we arrived in London Thursday evening at 10:30 pm. OK we said; we could do without our luggage, no problem. Ready for some more good news; when we called around we discovered the best accommodations at that late hour were the Hilton O’Hare Airport and they had an available room. Wonderful! Of course the bad news was that it was $299.00 plus almost that much in taxes for the six-hour stay. We accepted it with great joy. By the time we checked in and showered it was almost 1 am. Preacher’s Wife immediately went to sleep. I rolled around in bed thinking about how nice the room was for $50.00 an hour. After about $35.00 worth of tossing and turning I finally went off to sleep. You might ask, “How do you feel about all this?” I feel great! I really do. Oh, for a short time I was put out. Then I began to remember the days we were not fortunate enough to fly, especially to London. I also remembered the days when traveling we either slept in our car at a roadside park or curled up on the floor in an airport. Yes, I must say I am thankful to be alive, healthy and on my way to London with the wife of my youth. Plus this whole experience gave me something to blog about.

July 1, 2008

July 4th in London

Preacher's Wife and I leave for London (our home away from home) this week for a ten day visit with our good friends Ron and Gretel Hibbert. Ron H is having another birthday, so we are going there to celebrate. I will not mention which number. I will say it is difficult for me to fully express the amount of pleasure it brings me each year that my very proud British friend who served not in just the Air Force, but the "Royal Air Force" was born on the 4th of July. See you soon my friend.

Also, let me add another reason we enjoy our second home just outside of London. I love my back yard in San Antonio and Gretel works hard to maintain their beautiful back yard. Though it is not spacious, it is meticiously maintained and so very beautiful. This is my most recent picture from our upstairs bedroom there.

June 25, 2008

Designated Driver

Being a Texas country boy and especially one who believes in designated drivers, I thought you would enjoy this picture.

June 16, 2008

Back in the Saddle

Well it looks like I am back in the Saddle when it comes to owning a motorcycle. Sunday was Father's Day and Preacher's Wife gave in to me getting another motorcycle. It was just three or so years ago that a lady ran over me while I was out for a ride. After the four cracked ribs and road rash healed I was ready to go again, but Preacher's Wife ask me to sell the bike. Even though I did, she always knew that it was not out of my system. I cannot tell you how wonderful it feels to ride early on Saturday morning through the hill country of Texas smelling the burning wood from fireplaces or the fresh cut grass that is being bailed. I can hardly wait. If you feel you must... go ahead...say a prayer for me. But in your prayer you also might want to mention those folks who have trouble seeing folks on their bikes.

June 10, 2008

Home and Back in a Day

Yesterday I went home to my old stomping ground to conduct the funeral for a long time family friend. I grew up in Howe, Texas and from the time I was born until the time I left home for the Navy, and then to Bible College, I lived in the same house and we had the same neighbors. The Cannon George family were good people and wonderful neighbors. They became our life long friends. Their son Cannon Jr. was an only child and we all thought of each other as brothers and sisters. This past week Cannon Jr. went to be with the Lord. It was a time of grief and relief. You see for past 7 1/2 years he had dialysis 3 times a week and each session lasted 3 to 4 hours. So for us it was grief but for him it was relief. May you rest in peace my friend.

June 4, 2008

Faux Belly

Our youngest daughter came to visit for the weekend. Aunt Marlie wanted to spend time with her mother and little niece from Denver. Of course I was gone through the weekend but what I understand is that they had a great time shopping, eating, and doing something called "girl talk." Of course our daughter is pregnant with her first child and her mother wanted to make sure she had plenty of maternity clothes. While they were shopping Preacher's Wife sent me this picture from her iphone. Now just what was I suppose to do with this picture. No explanation, no message, just this picture. It was something I had never seen before. Later I learned it's called a faux belly. It supposedly needed or helpful when trying on maternity clothes. I guess this goes to show you what one will never see or learn at a fishing camp or hunting lease.

May 28, 2008

Special and Chosen

Bo and Jake, our two Cavalier King Charles Spaniels, went to the Veterinarian today to get their annual shots. We were so proud when we were informed that Bo, our six year old was chosen to participate in a national clinical trial for the newest, FDA approved, doggie weight loss drug. The drug is called SLENTROL. SLENTROL is the first safe and effective weight-loss medication made specifically for obese dogs! I was so excited to hear that 337 other dog owners were surveyed and said that SLENTROL caused their dogs to get more out of life. I just wish I knew what to look for to see if Bo is getting more out of life. I know I am enjoying life but if the weight loss thing works I am going to apply.

May 24, 2008

Albuquerque In October

I know it's just the end of May but there is no place quite like Albuquerque in October, especially the 4th-12th. This is the time of the Annual International Balloon Fiesta. I can see it now, "A cool morning, a blue sky, a hot cup of Starbucks coffee, and the sound of gas jets filling hundreds and hundreds of hot air balloons." What an experience! I can hardly wait! Preacher's Wife and I have already made our plans to be there. I love the city of Albuquerque at that time of year. I am here now and I must say I love it especially today because of the low annual humidity. The heat index in San Antonio yesterday was 105 degrees. The only way to keep cool in that heat is lying naked in a pool that is under a shade tree. Thank God I was in Albuquerque and able to keep my clothes on.

May 22, 2008

Coming Soon To South Padre Island

Preacher's Wife and I are so blessed and thankful for our new but used purchase of the 1993 Excella 1000 34 foot airstream. Today we finished cleaning it inside and out. In a couple of weeks it is headed for South Padre Island to spend a month on the beach. Preacher's wife as you can see is quite good at making old things look new (sad that she can't do anything for me). You can see her upholstery job on the couch is great for $30.00 and four hours of work. To be honest I am feeling pretty good especially considering the small amount we paid for this 15 year old beauty.