June 25, 2008
June 16, 2008
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
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
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.