Recently I was at my parents' house and found a few old pictures of my dad literally lying on the floor. Apparently he'd been looking through some things and a folder slid off a shelf or something. Not sure how they ended up there, but I quickly rescued them, photographed them, and decided to share them here.
I think he told me he was about 20, and stationed in Alabama when these pictures were taken. His USAF training and service took place in Texas, Alabama, Mississippi, and Goose Bay.
My dad grew up on a dairy farm in Caswell County in northern North Carolina. He spent many hours working for local tobacco farmers, making a few dollars to buy school clothes and supplies. Many of his peers were drafted into the service during the Vietnam War era so my dad joined the United States Air Force expecting he'd be drafted eventually.
Interestingly enough (to me anyway), instead of being sent overseas to fight, he was sent to Goose Bay way up in Canada. He's mentioned tunnels in the snow as if this was definitely something that made a huge impression. I should find out more stories about his time there.
Here is a clipping from the paper when a General visited Goose Air Base. My dad is the one grinning.
And another picture that was in that group I found recently.
Monday, December 5, 2016
Wednesday, November 30, 2016
November Books
The Wish
by Beverly Lewis -- When Gloria's Amish family moves away and becomes
fancy, she leaves behind a sister-friend, Leona, who grieves for the
abrupt ending of their relationship. After not hearing from Gloria for
years, Leona is surprised to receive a letter inviting Leona back into
Gloria's life.
Summer of Joy by Ann H.
Gabhart -- I wasn't sure I was going to stick with this one because I
felt I was beginning a book which jumped into a family I was unfamiliar
with. Later I realized there was an earlier book which would have
helped introduce the characters, but it worked out. This is a story
about Pastor David Brooke and his children, Jocie and Tabitha, and
David's girlfriend Leigh whom he decides to marry. Stuff like that, but
more to it, too.If by Mark Batterson -- "Trading your 'if only' regrets for God's 'what if' possibilities" -- lots of good reminders for me!
Monday, November 14, 2016
Catherine's Journal
One of the essays in Discovering North Carolina (see more here) contains excerpts from the journal of Catherine Ann Devereaux Edmondston. There are entries from Election Day 1860 when she was sure Lincoln wouldn't be elected. Then there is the grievous disappointment expressed nearly three weeks later. The diary entries give glimpses of the home front from the perspective of a lady from the planter class in Halifax County.
After Robert E. Lee surrendered in April 1865,
Mrs. Edmondston writes that she had "reduced [her]self, to an utterly
paperless condition." Except for her journal which she must have hidden
pretty well.
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
Nope!
A friend shared this on Facebook two days ago. I thought it was clever, and planned yesterday how I would post it here after a woman made history in becoming the President of the United States of America! What a day!
But, I hadn't counted on the pre-election headlines and polls that came across my Facebook news feed being so wrong. I should have learned from Brexit and the Colombian vote a few months ago.
Someone shared this on Facebook a few days ago, too. The language is terrible, but it helped me understand the rural vs. city divide a bit more. Also, a friend in Scotland read it, and she saw parallels to the Brexit vote.
I stayed up until just after one this morning. Trump was poised to take Wisconsin, Pennsylvania, and possibly Michigan, and with the recent time change making it feel more like 2 A.M. (and I am not a night owl at all), I was beat. And stunned.
Oh, wow.
How are you feeling?
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| Not this time |
But, I hadn't counted on the pre-election headlines and polls that came across my Facebook news feed being so wrong. I should have learned from Brexit and the Colombian vote a few months ago.
Someone shared this on Facebook a few days ago, too. The language is terrible, but it helped me understand the rural vs. city divide a bit more. Also, a friend in Scotland read it, and she saw parallels to the Brexit vote.
I stayed up until just after one this morning. Trump was poised to take Wisconsin, Pennsylvania, and possibly Michigan, and with the recent time change making it feel more like 2 A.M. (and I am not a night owl at all), I was beat. And stunned.
Oh, wow.
How are you feeling?
Friday, November 4, 2016
Refusing to Feed Others
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
It's divided into four sections: Environment
(which includes things like how NC got its name, sailors' impressions, a
visit by President Monroe, the Civil War on the Home Front, and so
forth), People (an explorer-historian's description of "a
well-shaped, clean-made people" i.e., the "Indians in colonial North
Carolina"; Daniel Boone "who lived in North Carolina longer than he
lived anywhere else"; several governors, Andy Griffith, Buck Duke,
etc.), Events (the hanging of Tom Dula, visits from George
Washington and Robert E. Lee, Walter Hines' attack on the "mummies" in
the NC legislature, "The Camels Are Coming," and so forth), and Social Fabric ("Quarrels among the Baptists," life in the cotton mills, descriptions of a country church service, etc.)
Yesterday
I was reading the latter part of the Events section about Greensboro,
NC, where "The Sit-Ins Begin." I grew up and still live about 30
minutes from Greensboro. I was there just last week when I took Zach to
the Science Center where he likes seeing the aquarium, and we were able
to see the tiger before his afternoon snooze. We travel through
Greensboro nearly every time we go to the North Carolina mountains, and
our "local" news stations are from out that way.
I read
this line in this Events story: "Still others pointed to a December 1959
episode when McNeil returned from a trip to New York and was refused
food service at the Greensboro Trailways Bus Terminal." (pg. 275)
That
made me so sad! I want to think if I were a white Southerner back in
those days (pre-Civil War, during the Civil War, and in 1959!) that I
would treat people with respect and kindness despite the fact that they
were black. I don't see how people justified this racism. How some
perhaps had the audacity to use the Bible to justify this. Yes, quote
me those verses about servants and masters. Whatever. But refusing to
feed a paying customer? Making black people use separate water
fountains? Sit at the back of buses and theaters and churches? Why?
Do you think they will give you cooties?
Why
do people who often say they love "the good Lord," go to church, think
they are going to heaven because they are basically good or said a prayer, do these
things? Do you just ignore all those teachings about loving others as
you love yourself? In honor preferring one another? washing others'
feet as Jesus showed us? even loving your enemies (if you consider them such..guess what? you gotta love them if you follow Christ.)
I don't get it.
I
had a very small taste of this when I went to Syria in early 2009.
We'd had a wonderful visit there, and were treated exceptionally well.
But one person - one friend who had joined us several days to walk us
through Damascus neighborhoods - said something that hurt me. Even his
Syrian friends looked at him like he said the wrong thing and somewhat
scolded him. I really don't think he meant to hurt us.
We'd
met with several Syrians that week. A couple had had us over to their
houses or taken us out to eat. This particular guy had joined us many
times, but unlike a couple of others, he'd not had us meet anyone in his
family. Apparently his parents were super-pious and American
Christians would have contaminated them because one day towards the end
of our visit B commented, "My parents would have liked to meet you...if
you were only Muslim."
On the other hand, I remember one specific instance where I know I hurt someone because he was different than I so I know I've hurt others, too. Probably many more than I want to admit - or even realize.
Have
you ever been shunned or hurt because you weren't the right gender,
ethnicity, religion, political affiliation, or _______? Even though you
tell yourself so and so might not have meant it quite the way it came
out, it still hurts a little (or a lot.)
I'm reading a book Discovering North Carolina
which has dozens of stories, newspaper articles, and accounts about
the state in which I've lived most of my life. I found it at the
twenty-five cent sale at Fifth Street Books in September, and started
reading it in mid-October.
On the other hand, I remember one specific instance where I know I hurt someone because he was different than I so I know I've hurt others, too. Probably many more than I want to admit - or even realize.
Anyway,
this was just something I'd been thinking about. I know we are in an
election time when people are dividing and sometimes telling how stupid
the other side is, but let's remember to be known for loving and serving
others, fellow Christians, even if they differ from us. Yes, even if they vote for that candidate you really, really don't like!
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Wednesday, November 2, 2016
October Books
Black Dragon River: A Journey Down the Amur River at the Borderlands of Empires by Dominic Ziegler -- an informative book; lots of history; a little deep for me at times
The Lady of Bolton Hill by
Elizabeth Camden -- This story introduces us to Clara who is a
journalist seeking to expose child labor practices that put children in
danger. It also speaks of a friendship from long ago, and how she got
back in touch with her friend, Daniel.Tuesday, October 4, 2016
Michael
I mentioned my 14-year-old nephew at the end of my last post. His DNA results were the only family members' DNA still not reported. Well, those came in finally so I will post them along with pictures I found on my computer - or I downloaded this morning off Facebook. Enjoy seeing my sweetie - and some of his family!
DNA Results
Africa 3%
Trace Regions 3%
Africa North 3%
America 14%
Native American 14%
Europe 77%
Iberian Peninsula 35%
Europe West 24%
Italy/Greece 8%
Great Britain 6%
Trace Regions 4%
Ireland 4%
West Asia 6%
Trace Regions 6%
Caucasus 4%
Middle East 2%
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| Me and Michael |
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| Checking out Uncle Daniel |
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| my brother, Michael's Uncle Daniel |
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| First Halloween - 8 months old |
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| Michael's mom, my sister |
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| Ninja Mike |
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| Bagel and Michael |
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| Michael with his dad and dog |
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| Will''s brother Juan visited the family from Venezuela five years ago |
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| Tia Mari |
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| He wanted to sleep on the balcony at the beach |
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| The best cousin picture I could get - 2015 |
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| at Myrtle Beach with us in August 2016 |
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| With the prop Will made for VBS at their church |
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| My nephew is the one with the horse head |
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| Michael at church camp 2016 |
DNA Results
Africa 3%
Trace Regions 3%
Africa North 3%
America 14%
Native American 14%
Europe 77%
Iberian Peninsula 35%
Europe West 24%
Italy/Greece 8%
Great Britain 6%
Trace Regions 4%
Ireland 4%
West Asia 6%
Trace Regions 6%
Caucasus 4%
Middle East 2%
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