HAPPY THANKSGIVING

By THE PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA


A PROCLAMATION.

Whereas it is the duty of all nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God, to obey His will, to be grateful for His benefits, and humbly to implore His protection and favor; and Whereas both Houses of Congress have, by their joint committee, requested me to "recommend to the people of the United States a day of public thanksgiving and prayer, to be observed by acknowledging with grateful hearts the many and signal favors of Almighty God, especially by affording them an opportunity peaceably to establish a form of government for their safety and happiness:"

Now, therefore, I do recommend and assign Thursday, the 26th day of November next, to be devoted by the people of these States to the service of that great and glorious Being who is the beneficent author of all the good that was, that is, or that will be; that we may then all unite in rendering unto Him our sincere and humble thanks for His kind care and protection of the people of this country previous to their becoming a nation; for the signal and manifold mercies and the favorable interpositions of His providence in the course and conclusion of the late war; for the great degree of tranquility, union, and plenty which we have since enjoyed; for the peaceable and rational manner in which we have been enable to establish constitutions of government for our safety and happiness, and particularly the national one now lately instituted for the civil and religious liberty with which we are blessed, and the means we have of acquiring and diffusing useful knowledge; and, in general, for all the great and various favors which He has been pleased to confer upon us.

And also that we may then unite in most humbly offering our prayers and supplications to the great Lord and Ruler of Nations and beseech Him to pardon our national and other transgressions; to enable us all, whether in public or private stations, to perform our several and relative duties properly and punctually; to render our National Government a blessing to all the people by constantly being a Government of wise, just, and constitutional laws, discreetly and faithfully executed and obeyed; to protect and guide all sovereigns and nations (especially such as have shown kindness to us), and to bless them with good governments, peace, and concord; to promote the knowledge and practice of true religion and virtue, and the increase of science among them and us; and, generally to grant unto all mankind such a degree of temporal prosperity as He alone knows to be best.

Given under my hand, at the city of New York, the 3d day of October, A.D. 1789.

George Washington

TOO STUPID FOR WORDS!

Ain’t that some Bull POOP!
Well all the outcries from the youth of America, and other “OLDER” stupid’s around the country who are Protesting the Greed in America, the Big Corporations, Wall Street, and any other group who makes our world different from third world countries. I don’t really think expert writers can express, What the Frog? Are they doing?

Just think of this, it takes NO talent to be STUPID!, and there is no law against it. These Jerks, Young Dummies, Middle aged crazies and Old Farts. All of these have never given any thought!

How did they all get notified of these protests? Smoke signals? Pony express? WHAT?

Well La-De-Da, Technology, the groups and people they hate so much. Hey man, you know, I got this call aah, you know, from this guy, you know, we all gonna go down there, you know, aah and close those. You know, greedy bastards down. Then we gonna get, you know what we are, you know we are OWED.

How many Computers? Are buzzing, Cell phones ding-donging, blackberries texting, and TV- Radio. Oh well, take it all away, might as well take away Electricity, Gas and Oil, Automobiles, and on and on!

What the Richard Heads want is hand out gimme’s and backward third world status where these HORDES of the un-washed can mill around and Bitch about not having anything! “THE WELL’S DRY”.

OK, so I blew up! Too many “stupid’s” are competing for the Darwin award, Just another positive statement for Birth Control. If you must have children, start at birth and teach them THERE IS NO FREE LUNCH.

I forgot, "Skulls full of mush"!

WB My $.02 have a nice day!

Try Harder This Time!

Ever since the Republicans lost power in 2007 this critter in front has been looking for it.

Meanwhile, the fox just stays out of the way with the power and wont let the Beagle find him.

All we need to do is turn around, look around and stop being blind at what the "OTHERS" are doing!

Don't let the FOXES outsmart us.

Everyone open your eyes and look behind you

The FOXES are in the hen house.

OLD TALE

Peter Corbin Buckelew

Grandfathers story


My Grandfather Buckelew never told me if he had lived anywhere else but Eastern Mississippi and South west Alabama. That said Laurel Ms and Selma Al were the most rememberable. In the late 1800’s transportation was not always easy and this was one of those times. “Pawpaw” was still a long way from home and the story starts here.

It was a-gitten dark and the rain, thunder and lightening had started, I was still a ways from home and looked around for some place to get out of the rain. North south east and west all I could see was muddy road and bushes, then I spied it, an old barn about a good dash away, I scooted that way as fast as I could.

The old barn looked as if it had not been used for a spell but looked dry, Having no other choice I careful opened the door. To my surprise it was very dry and plenty of Hay piled in the storage bin.

Now what to do, looks like I’ll be till Morning. I looked around the Barn carefully and by the lightening flashes I found a lantern, next to t was a box of kitchen matches. I shook the lamp it had coal-oil in it and I lit it and a warm glow bathed the dark interior. ( In those days, everyone traveling usually had a bed roll and something to Chaw on, Food, Jerky)

PawPaw, laid out his Roll sat down on the blanket pulled out his chaw and settled in to get some rest. Even though the storm was still raging he was comfortable. Halfway dozing, he thought he heard someone in the barn with him, and listened again and heard breathing, Now he could hear his own heartbeat, he dared ask, Who is here with me? The answer was clear and distinct, I live here and care for the barn. Oh my Grandfather said and got up to meet his host, as he approached the rear of the barn, he looked up on a rafter and there sat a huge Cheshire Cat with a big grin, The cat spoke and said “Looks like it’s only you and me here” Heart racing Pawpaw told him, “If you will just let me get my hat, and roll, you will be the only one here.

In those times “haints” “talking cats” etc were more daunting than thunder and lightening.

Hidden finds

A little note from the past


Poking around in some old stuff from my Mother's house, I found the following typed on a scrap of paper. It was in an envelope that my Grandmother Buckelew had stashed away to be found later.

Statement on story, (from this week's Ala Baptist. But I think you do not read it any more than I and this was too good to miss)

A priest offered 25 cents to the boy who could tell him who was the greatest man in history?

Christopher Columbus, answered the Italian boy.

George Washington, answered the American Lad.

St Patrick, shouted the Jewish boy.

The quarter is yours said the priest but why did you say St Patrick?

Father, right down in my heart I knew it was Moses said the Jewish boy but - business is business.

Have a great week everyone, If anyone wants this scrap of paper let me know, it's yours Also as a prize you will receive the envelope and some beautiful bird pictures at least 75 years old! GPB



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"PROCRASTINATION"

Never do today, what you can put off and do tomorrow!
Not bragging but I have Three Blogs that I toy with.  I don't know how many people read them nor am I concerned.  Checking on my Blogs, I found I have a lot of draft Blogs unfinished, why? I just ran out of words and put it aside for later "procrastination".So the Idea came, how bout one more, "NOW", OK here it is. http://williebill74.blogspot.com/

Well folks, here I am, guess I am partly responsible for the rest of this,

William Thomas Lowery, 1976 U S Navy Boot camp.

Helped in bringing into this world Annetta one of my Beautiful Granddaughters, Yes we have more, I'll talk about them another time.

Annetta, 1997-98 Jr Hi school Texas City TX. 

Former Navy "SEABEE", Married Joe Ramos and are living in the Ft Worth Area.

Joe Ramos, also in the Navy with Annetta, moved from California and settled in the Ft Worth area with his two children Linda and Joey

All settled in A real beginning for "ANOTHER LIFE ANOTHER TIME"

May GOD Bless them and guide them in their lives.

GPB

This is our FLAG!

I just found this in my archives and thought it would fit perfect.

Have a great July 4th

For centuries Rocks have ben made into art, GOD bless America.

TSA announcment!

http://www.newsherald.com/news/mother-94767-search-adult.html
Effective immediatly, no one alive and under 100 will not be allowed to fly if there is the slightest possibility you MAY be a terrorist!  "Hello, I am from the government I am here to help you"  10 years ago some of the TSA could not even spell it.  What a CROCK.
Where did ANY common sense in Washington go!

Too much time on my hands!

Just sitting here thinking, how much of this I grew up with,  and now how many of the younger generation even know what it is.



When a quarter was a decent allowance?


You'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?

Your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces?

All your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had

their hair done every day and wore high heels?

You got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped,

without asking, all for free, every time?

And you didn't pay for air? And, you got trading stamps to boot?

Laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box?

It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner

at a real restaurant with your parents?

They threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed. . and they did?

When a 57 Chevy was everyone's dream car...to cruise,

peel out, lay rubber or watch submarine races, and people went steady?

No one ever asked where the car keys were

because they were always in the car,

in the ignition, and the doors were never locked?

Lying on your back in the grass with your friends

and saying things like, "That cloud looks like a .."

And playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game?

Stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals

because no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger?

And with all our progress, don't you just wish, just once,

you could slip back in time and savor the slower pace,

and share it with the children of today?

When being sent to the principal's office was nothing

compared to the fate that awaited the student at home?

Basically we were in fear for our lives,

but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc.

Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat!

But we survived because their love was greater than the threat.

Send this on to someone who can still remember

Nancy Drew, the Hardy Boys, Laurel and Hardy,

Howdy Doody and the Peanut Gallery,

the Lone Ranger, The Shadow ,

Nellie Bell, Roy and Dale, Trigger and Buttermilk.

As well as summers filled with bike rides, baseball games,

Hula Hoops, bowling and visits to the pool,

and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar.

Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say, "Yeah, I remember that"?

I am sharing this with you today

because it ended with a double dog dare to pass it on.

To remember what a double dog dare is (Just click This), read on.

And remember that the perfect age is somewhere between

old enough to know better and too young to care. How many of these do you remember?

Candy cigarettes

Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water inside

Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles

Coffee shops with tableside jukeboxes

Black Jack, Clove, and Beemans chewing gum

Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers

Newsreels before the movie

P.F. Flyers

Telephone numbers with a word prefix...(Raymond 4-601).

Party lines

Peashooters

Howdy Doody

45 RPM records/78 RPM, too

Green Stamps

Hi-Fi's

Metal ice cubes trays with levers

Mimeograph paper

Beanie and Cecil

Roller-skate keys

Cork pop guns

Drive ins

Studebakers

Washtub wringers

The Fuller Brush Man

Reel-To-Reel tape recorders

Tinkertoys

Erector Sets

The Fort Apache Play Set

Lincoln Logs

15 cent McDonald hamburgers

5 cent packs of baseball cards -

with that awful pink slab of bubble gum

Penny candy

35 cent a gallon gasoline

Jiffy Pop popcorn

Do you remember a time when...

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-moe"?

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "Do Over!"?

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest?

Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening?

It wasn't odd to have two or three "Best Friends"?

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was "cooties"?

Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot?

A foot of snow was a dream come true?

Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute commercials for action figures?

"Oly-oly-oxen-free" made perfect sense?

Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team?

War was a card game?

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?

Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin?

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon?

Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from

their "grown-up" life . . .I double-dog-dare-ya!

SENIOR MOMENTS

William and Lois Lowery 1944, Beaumont Texas

  
  Did I write you?

Just a line to say I’m living,
That I’m not among the dead.
That I’m getting more forgetful
And mixed up in the head.

For sometimes I can’t remember
When I stand at the foot of the stairs
If I must go up for something,
Or if I’ve just come down from there.

And before the fridge I stand so often
My poor mind is filled with doubt.
Have I just put food away
Or have come to take it out?

And at times when it is dark out
With my nite cap on my head,
I don’t know if I’m retiring
Or just got out of bed.

So if it’s my turn to write you,
There’s no need of getting sore,
I think that I have written
And I just don’t want to be a bore.

Just remember that I love you
And wish that you were near
But now it’s nearly mail time
So I must say “good bye” dear.

Here I stand beside the mail box
With my face so very red
‘stead of mailing you this letter,
I’ve just opened it instead.

Unknown:

     In going through the remains of my Mother’s old papers and pictures, I found this, I am sure it was provided? By my Father, As a Marine Engineer on a Tanker he had many hours to think, dream and tinker. I have missed him since he passed in 1968

Mothers day

Sunday morning, Mothers Day, I received a call from my Son, that his wife had passed away before daylight Sunday morning.  It is sad that he and his 16 year old son lost their BEST FRIEND, MOTHER and LOVER of 26 Years.  It was a lonesome sadness felt by the Family.
His friends were there after the Viewing on Tuesday and offered comfort for his loss.  The only happy moment was when a very shy 4 year old, over came her shyness and pulled my suspenders, and snuggled up next to me, helps the sadness go away. GOD bless the little children.

Didn't pay your bills this month?

Don't worry!

Happy Doomsday


The followers of Christian radio broadcaster Harold Camping prepared across the United States for his predicted Day of Judgment at 6 p.m. local time. "We know the end will begin in New Zealand and will follow the sun and roll on from there," said Michael Garcia, a 39-year-old father of six. "That's why God raised up all the technology and the satellites so everyone can see it happen at the same time."
 
I thought The Twilight Zone was all make believe!,  Guess not, it's in Florida. and for some it will be Judgement day,  let's see, who is on Death Row.