Missing You, Autumn

A few years ago I ran across a blogpage of someone who wrote the most amazing poetry and she and I met on here and became cyberfriends, both of us loving poetry and both of us enjoying what the other one wrote.

Then, as is the case so much of the time, things in her life and in mine got in the way and we unfortunately grew apart. As my entries decreased in frequency, her's simply stopped altogether. It's been over 2 1/2 years since this gifted lady made an entry, and while I know she is busy with her life and with the lives of her children, there is an absence on the net since she quit writing, and I so wish she would make a comeback and start writing again. Her poems were so dynamic and I miss reading new ones from her.

With that being said, I understand that life sometimes does get in the way, but I hope somehow she wanders upon this entry of mine and maybe makes an attempt at making a comeback on here. Her words and poems are truly missed, as is she.

Autumn, if you happen upon this entry, know, my dear friend, that you are missed and I hope someday you come back and start writing and blogging again. I miss you beyond words.

...and the adventure truly continues...

So, it's been announced that we just endured the snowiest and coldest Winter on record here in Indiana...that was a record I could have enjoyed not breaking.

This has been a long Winter as well, and has tested the nerves and patience of many.

So called "maintenance" on a propane pipeline, driving up the price of LP gas during a record cold Winter, a supposed "shortage" on LP, record heat usage, record electric usage, damage to crops due to a drought on the West Coast, driving up prices on groceries for the next few months...

There's always a reason to soak the little man out of as much money as possible, isn't there?

I wonder what other wondrous things we have to look forward to as this long ass Winter just continues to rob us of our sanity and our financial resources...

At least we have a concerned Congress looking out for us...

yeah, right....

Perception of Ego

The written word and how it is perceived never ceases to amaze me.

In some people's lives, it's always written about them and never about anyone else.

"You're So Vain" by Carly Simon is a perfect example of what I mean. So many took those words to be written about them. Only Carly knows for sure.

Facebook posts are another common area of misconception. I've seen the biggest arguments over simple posts that one took as being directed at them. And try as you might, in some cases, you'll never convince some that those words weren't written about them.

Are egos really that damned huge?

Hence my following statement:

This wasn't written with you in mind.

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Connection
Communication
Conversation
Flirtation
Admiration
Fluctuation
Hestitation
Adulation
Creation
Compassion
Devotion
Persuasion
Elation
Pure, undying
Love

Valentines Day 2014

Despite Mother Nature being a fickle bitch this year and dumping even more snow on us, we were able to have a most wonderful and intimate Valentines Day celebration here at home.

Peggy stopped and visited her Dad at the nursing home this evening for a bit, and then she ordered and picked us up a delicious steak dinner from local restaurant Mezcal and brought it home and we dined in front of our family room fireplace.

After our dinner, we exchanged gifts with each other and are now planning on spending a very nice and quiet Valentines Day evening at home, sharing the special day with each other.

I have been so very blessed to have had this woman in my life for nearly 40 years now. Next Saturday will mark our 36th wedding anniversary. It's so hard to imagine it's been that many years.

Happy Valentines Day to all of you, my Faithful Few.

How Sweet It Is

lying
lonely
bleeding
beaten
yet smiling
the taste of victory
still
sweet
upon his
tongue,
accomplishing
that,
which no one
else could.
he didn't
rise
he only
remained
lying
knowledge
exploding
that he had
indeed
lost a battle
but totally
won
the war.

Pookie

Make no mistake you're never
Alone
Regardless of the miles
Leaving us separated without each other
Even tho we are very much together in spirit,
Never alone
Enjoying that special time to share.

Very intense emotions upon us both
Inside we feel
Courageous, yet empty.
Enveloping that aura,
Not knowing the intensity of its power,
Taking us to the core of our brother and sisterhood
Each of us together, yet separated and alone.

Six or Duck

I don't have all the facts, I don't have all the figures...but I'm amazed at the news...

Damn, a member of the Duck Dynasty family lost his job because he showed his true colors as a racist and an anti-gay Christian...he did this, as I understand, on his own time and in his own home...but what did his contract with the network require of him because no one wants to talk about that...

The media is eating this up, as is the world of social media...

Countless posts, and I do mean so many I don't want to count them all, one view or the other, regarding Phil Robertson, and him being fired by A & E because of his comments...

Now...

Six American soldiers lose their lives on duty for this nation of ours in a foreign land and they garner a quick short story on the news...

I have 1,173 friends on Facebook and I saw not ONE single comment regarding these six lives lost...

In all fairness, I do not see all the posts of all my friends...I miss lots every single day...but wouldn't you think I would see just one?

But I didn't...

Not one...

And that bothers me...

As a pacifist and as an American, folks, that bothers me...

Six soldiers families lives are changed forever and not one post that I have seen...

A family whose wealth is reported as over 80 million dollars has a family member who gets fired by a television network because of comments he made that were pretty slanted and racist, and the world of social media and media jumps on it like it's the worst thing that could happen to them...

Yet six soldiers die, their family's lives are changed forever, and not one comment on my Facebook page for me to read regarding this even happening...

This shit bothers ME!

By the way, I pick SIX!!!

M-V-P

Every morning
Over my coffee
She brings a smile to me
Every noontime
A synopsis
Of
Her day.
Every evening
Kind words
And support
To
Get me thru.
Every night
The sisterly love
Within her
Soul.

Time To Enjoy

The holidays are drawing near and in years past, because of the rush of Christmas customers at the post office, I had a hard time getting into the spirit of the holidays. It wasn't something that I was concious of but it happened nonetheless.

I used to try and get my Christmas shopping done before the season really got going, but most years that just wasn't possible. A few years ago I had my shopping done by September first...last year I got done by December 5th I believe.

This year, I'm done with shopping. That last final gift was purchased yesterday and will be delivered to me tomorrow. No standing in long lines at the checkout, no fighting for a place to park or fight to grab the special gift. It's done, it's over, and all that is left now is to wrap those gifts, not my strong point by any means, and then the Christmas cards will be made out and readied to go into the mail next week as Thanksgiving approaches.

We will enjoy Thanksgiving with family, we will be able to get our Christmas decorating done and lights lit up AFTER Thanksgiving, which is really the way it should be. Thanksgiving should be allowed to stand alone as its own holiday and on its own merits. It's one of those holidays I look so forward to because there's no rush involved, no gifts that just have to be bought. Food is prepared, set on the table and family spends time together and simply enjoys being together.

Then comes Christmas, and for me, once again this year, we can turn our lights and tree on after Thanksgiving and enjoy the special season celebrating the birth of our Lord and Saviour. We can enjoy seeing everyone's lights, watch those special shows on TV that we enjoy seeing this time of year and all in all, just enjoy the season without all the rush and overkill that so many let run and ruin their Christmas season.

And after Christmas, my favorite relaxing holiday of New Years Eve and New Years Day. Special recipes, a table full of food, a few beers to relax to, a few drinks of Peg's choosing, and then, our celebratory bottle of Asti Spumante, shared with each other in our special trumpet glasses that only get used that one time each year. No company, no parties, just movies on the DVD player and snuggles, hugs and hopefully time in the hottub and a nice peaceful and quiet evening, full of love and sharing between just the two of us.

Yes, absolutely, let those holidays begin!

Concert Season 2013 Finale

In what was actually supposed to be our opening concert in June but postponed due to a forecast of severe thunderstorms and possible tornadoes, the rescheduled Pink Droyd concert closed out our Live By The Levee concert series on September 21st.

What a way to close out a season!

I've been a Pink Floyd fan for years, not someone who just recently decided the band was good. I've been a fan since they debuted with The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn and thru the end of their tenure as one of the most influential bands of the 20th Century.

The tribute band Pink Droyd brought their massive show to the stage of Riverside Park and coupled their performance with an amazing laser light show that literally blew the minds the nearly 3,000 who came to witness the final free concert of the 2013 season.

Pink Droyd, from Fort Wayne, Indiana, surprised even me with their nearly spot on renditions of Floyd classics, from the opening bars of Shine On You Crazy Diamond to the closing bars of Run Like Hell two and a half hours later. The show and music was stellar, hypnotic and totally kozmic as hell!

Had this show actually been held on its originally scheduled date in June, the laser light show would not have been nearly as effective because it wouldn't have been dark enough for the show to be as mesmerizing.

The band members were all very congenial, fun to work with and amazingly humble.

I can only hope we are fortunate enough to have these gentlemen grace our stage once again.

If you weren't there and you ever get the chance, catch this phenomenal tribute band live...you won't be sorry you did!

Truly Soulmates

I was fortunate enough this past weekend to get to go on a weekend camping trip to Brown County State Park with my brother in law and a friend of his from where he works. We had a great time, some guy time and some bonding time, which is good for the soul, but it was also a time for me to truly appreciate how fortunate I am in my life to have found my soulmate all those many years ago and to have been blessed to have been married to her for almost 36 years and to have spent close to 38 years of my life with her.

I'm very blessed to have a brother in law with whom I share so much in common and I'm also glad he and I can do things together and remain close friends as well as brothers in law.

As much fun as we had, however, did not take away from me the yearning to be back home with my wife, because I truly missed her beyond any words I have to describe the incompleteness I felt without her by my side. Even linked by our cellphones didn't match being able to reach out and to touch her and feel her physical presence as well as that of her soul.

Those who know us, know how deeply our bond to each other is connected. Those who don't know us can sense it and know that we share something special. Those that don't know either of us can still sense there is something between us that no distance in the world can ever separate or break apart.

Mediocre? Mundane? Routine?

Hardly...

A Mayberry type of existence?

Possibly, and what the hell is wrong with that? I sort of dig being compared to those souls who lived in Mayberry on the Andy Griffith Show.

Next week is our October vacation. A special time for us and one we never take for granted. Fifteen years ago we spent six days of that vacation apart and we've made up for it ever since. Not just in October, but each and every day of the year.

Special plans next week? Absolutely!

Going away together and shutting the world out for a few brief moments? You bet!

Two souls joined forever, walking hand in hand, arm in arm and sharing all of life's adventures together.

I thank God everyday for blessing me with my soulmate and making her the single biggest blessing ever in my life.

No one could have ever made me as happy as she has all these years and no one could ever hold a candle to her.

I see champagne, a hottub and deep romance next week...

And deep seated and remarkable love and devotion everyday after that.

Once again, thank you God!

Madison Rising - The Star Spangled Banner

Although this version is not to everyone's liking, to me, this is one of the most stirring versions of our National Anthem I have had the pleasure of hearing in a long, long time.  I hope you'll take the four minutes it takes to view this and I hope you enjoy it as well.

C'mon October

While I love the Summer and the warm and pleasant weather, nothing seems to get my blood really pumping like October does.

Crisp morning air, cooler temps, bright sunshine, beautiful fall colors and something simply in the air makes me feel more alive during this month than at any other time of year.

Some people say they hate October for varying reasons. Some because everything is dying, others because cold Winter weather is not too far off. Others for various and other sundry reasons, but to me, it's not a time of dying, it's a time of renewal, a time for different aspects of Mother Nature to go to sleep and re-energize for another glorious season of life a few short months down the road.

Sure, Winter is just around the corner, but Winter has its benefits as well, and while I am by no means a Winter weather person, I see the benefits of the Winter months as well. I just hope come late January you can remind of some of those benefits.

Now, I am not wishing the rest of Summer and September away, I am merely anticipating the arrival of October and the gorgeous Autumn weather that accompanies it. I anticipate that special vacation that Peggy and I take each year at this time, and nothing awakens me more than to spend that time with her, outdoors, either in Indiana or in the mountains of Virginia, North Carolina or Tennessee. That is a total winning combination!

Wherever you are, north, south, east or west of where I am, I hope you can appreciate and enjoy the beauty of the most glorious month of the year...October!

Three weeks and counting...

Your Suffering Is Over, My Friend

Just a little over 90 minutes ago I lost a dear friend of mine, Markus Strobl, to esophogeal cancer. As much as this hurts and as much as I am crying so many tears right now, I have to admit, this is what I have been praying for the past few days.

Markus and I met at the post office when I was still working there as the window clerk many years ago and slowly over those years, we each got to know the other one better and after working together on the Summer Concert Series closely we became very good and close friends.

Even thru all his pain and suffering in recent weeks, that famous Markus Strobl smile stayed ever present, and I can't imagine how hard it had to have been for him to do that at times.

If everyone could have the attitude, temperment and sense of humor that Markus possessed, the world would be a much kinder and peaceful place.

Markus wasn't afraid of hard work, he wasn't afraid to volunteer and he wasn't afraid to lead. And thru it all, right up until a few weeks ago, he was ready to do more than his fair share.

My life is richer for having known him and for having him as a friend. I will miss him beyond words and look forward to the day that my friend and I can sit and talk and laugh together once again.

As of yet, I can't accept the fact that in this life, however, I'm never going to be able to do any of those things with him again.

The last time I saw him was as he was leaving one of our concerts a few weeks ago with his loving and caring girlfriend Pam. Tired as he was, walking to his car with his cane and Pam supporting his tiring body, he put his arms around me and held me and told me he loved me, and of course, in return, I told him the same.

I wish I had known then that it would be the last time I saw him alive.

I would have told him so much more, I am sure.

Life is too short, my Faithful Few. Let those around you and those that are in your life know how you feel about them, and make sure you TELL them and SHOW them.

You never know when that last chance will pass and you won't get the chance to again.

Rest In Peace, Markus Strobl. I love you and will miss you beyond description.

Until our reunion down the road, however long that may be...

By Request From Dominic

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YP9T0a2JBqE

My friend Dominic sent me a personal message and asked me to post something by Grady Champion so he could enjoy some really good and cool blues...here ya go, pal, enjoy!

What A Glorious Evening Of REAL Music

A few years ago, my good friend John and I had the pleasure of going to the world famous Slippery Noodle Inn in Indianapolis and seeing the Grady Champion Revue. I walked out of there that night humbled by this amazing young man and his band and the awesome job they did that night. Grady is a tremendous entertainer and one of the best harmonica players I have ever seen perform. Since that time, I have bragged him up and down and have told many who would listen, just how talented this young man truly is. I only wished I could have shared that evening with others.

In this day of everyone and their brother thinking they have musical talent and playing the bar and club scene, it's so cool when you run across someone who truly does possess a one of a kind talent and who truly deserves the accolades they receive.

Luckily, this past Thursday evening, once again Grady and his band were back at the Slippery Noodle and myself, John, two wonderful friends, Dana and Tracy and my darling bride of 35 1/2 years got to see him and I got to share this special evening with my wife and my friends.

His performance exceeded my expectations, as he now not only sings and plays his harmonica, but he has also started playing the guitar on a lot of his music. To say he delivered a fantastic 4 hour set would be a gross understatement!

As luck would have it, we arrived at the Noodle early enough that we ran into him before his set started and he took the time to visit with us for about 15 minutes. Visiting with him on his breaks also added to the evening's fun.

This was his last show on the road for a short break and he told us they had been travelling for the past six weeks or so and they were all looking forward to heading home for a short break.

I'm already anticipating the next time he's at the Noodle because I can assure you, we will once again be going and I hope even more of our friends can join us for an incredible evening of live blues.

Grady is indeed a class act and the real deal!

The Gift Of Second Sight

First, he saw them
Just out of his field of vision.
Slowly, after a time,
They started entering
From the left,
Allowing themselves to be seen.
A little at first,
But then,
They made their presence known.
And then,
The voices began speaking...

Confusion

Things happen in our lives that are beyond our grasp of understanding.

Occasionally something will happen and we'll sit and ask ourselves why, pondering for a reason or reasons why some of these inconvenient things happen.

Sometimes though, like recently, an avalanche of things happen and we become bombarded by a barrage of occurences and are left standing in the fallout and trying to deduce just what the hell has happened and what has gone wrong.

Though we aren't supposed to question the reasoning behind these events, for those of us who believe in a higher power and a preordination of events, I find myself right now doing just that; questioning and trying to find reason.

Personally, my own life is going amazingly. Retirement is awesome, Peggy and I are spending much more time together and growing even closer, if one can believe that. We are travelling, spending an increasing amount of time with friends and being able to do things that the constraints of my job used to keep us from doing.

Since her job change, she has more time now, free weekends and longer amounts of time at home in the evening. It's awesome getting to spend this time with my soulmate and we are finding even more things to do and ways to spend quality time together.

However, those that touch our lives, friends, relatives and associates, those folks seem to be going thru some tough times as of late, and it's all happening at once.

We've been losing friends, family and acquaintances much too rapidly recently, and I hope that slows down, though I've been told by those much older and wiser than myself, that this does indeed happen as you get older. It's the nature of this beast called "Life."

I've never done well dealing with loss or having to say goodbye. It's one of my many shortcomings, and I find myself having to go thru it more and more now and at a very alarming rate.

I either need to learn to adapt or it needs to come to a complete and utter stop.

I know it makes no difference, because whichever way it goes, life will go on, with or without me.

Ah, sweet mystery of Life: BITE ME!!!

Labels

A dream of mine, other than the one I've always had of total and complete peace, is to live in a world free of labels.

You know the labels I am speaking of.

Black, white, Native American, Democrat, Republican, Christian, Catholic, Jew, Muslim, Fat, Skinny, the list goes on and on.

Why is it when people are talking they have to resort to labeling people as they talk, for instance, "My friend Bill, you know, the Black guy you saw me with..."?

Why can't they just say, "My friend Bill"?

I remember a few years ago I was reading an editorial in a small town newspaper that was written by the publisher and he was referring to his adopted son as "one of color." Why couldn't he just have referred to him as "my son." Was it really necessary for this man to explain his son's race? He complained that people stared at them out in public and I can't but wonder if maybe the root of his problem was maybe his own attitude towards his son.

Labeling is everywhere you look, everywhere you turn and everywhere you go.

Facebook is full of labeling. Everything from political to sexual to religious.

Someone is always trying to ram their political beliefs down everyone else's throats.

People use their religious beliefs to tell everyone else how to live their lives and who they can and cannot fall in love with.

Freedom of religion, to many, means that you are free to worship as "they" believe you should, not necessarily how you yourself actually believe.

A group of extremists in a religion create havoc and suddenly everyone associated with that religion is an enemy and is labeled as such.

Not only do we label, but we also tend to do so in a not so flattering manner.

I won't go into a list of these disgusting terms, because I don't want to repeat those words here. It's an ugly list and it spews forth hatred in so many ways.

Sadly, we are all guilty of labeling in one way or another.

I didn't realize just how many people consider themselves experts at figuring out who and what everyone else is and that they should all be judged accordingly.

It won't happen in my lifetime or probably in the next lifetime, but hopefully the day will come when people will no longer think it necessary to "brand" other folks based on race, color, political belief or religious preference.

"...you may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one..."- John Lennon