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..one question..
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Sep 2, 2009 5:15 am
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....for a philosophy class debate...
....if you knew that your time here on this planet would be over very shortly.....but that you were granted one question before that happened....and that it would be answered honestly....and completely....what would you ask....
...thanks zeb....
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."......Good bye Tour...."
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Aug 22, 2009 3:36 pm
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...Saturday morning.....08/22/09......woke up this morning....same time as always..4AM...looked around the darkened room..knew in my mind...knew in my heart...that this day was going to be a little different...laid there in my bed...hands behind my head...and stared through the darkness of the room...and as my eyes ...intensely looked up in the vicinity of the ceiling.....a smile flashed across my face.....thoughts of all those many sleepness hot summer nights...echoed through my mind...the smile broke out into a grin....as I remembered the countless battles waged between me...(..as I laid on my back trying to sleep ...)...and that lofty high -rise opponent...the ceiling...forever and ever challenging me..to reach it.....(...am sure all you guys know what I am talking about...every man's dream to hit the ceiling...)......age 13....age 14....age 15....age 16...age 17...age 23...smiled...remembered my efforts........stretched....yawned...walked over to the window...to catch a glimpse of the morning light coming across the fields......saw nothing but darkness...heard only the sounds of the night coming through the half opened window...thought to myself...how many times had the view from this window been part of my life......reached for my soccer shorts...reached for my tank top...and sat on the floor and put my converse canvas sneakers on...crept down the stairs.....so as not to wake my sleeping brother....stepped out the door to the back porch..Cheech by my side.....stood there for a moment...looked up...and then step....by step...started running as I do every morning.....an hour or so later....running down the truck-made roads....with Cheech in my arms...as my companion tired out this morning......and as I approached the house...noticed lights flickering through the kitchen windows......stopped...put Little Cheech down on the ground....hands on my waist...gasping for air...walked over to get a closer look into the kitchen...no one there......on the table....a single plate....a single glass...a set of untensils...a small piece of paper....to the right...a place mat...a bowl of water...and Cheech food...the note...read plainly..just the word...."...enjoy..."......smiled..ate...showered...dressed...and was out the back door in time for the last day of work for me on the farm this season....looked up at the sky...said good morning and waved to a few people...in my life and wondered what they were doing right then...stopped...turned around...hurried into the house...picked up the note....scribbled..."...thank you..."...and left....
...so this was the start of my ..."..good-bye tour..."..a phrase borrowed from a guy in Dakota...am leaving Monday...for school on the East Coast...and this was to be my last working day on the farm.....hopped up on the tail gate of one of the trucks...used to bring us out to the fields..and as we waited for the others to arrive....of course my mind ...instantly wanders....have no idea why I do that...when I could be just enjoying the moment..was thinking about what it was going to be like...my last day...in a place ...which I loved so much...
....thinking...thinking...thinking....who and how do you thank for having the opportunity to work with such a great bunch of guys...ranging in ages from 15-60...people you learned to depend upon....people who gave you a sense of belonging...people who were decent and straight up with you...people who shared with you...people who gave to me the opportunity to see and realize...the beauty and the purpose of what we do here on the farm...
....thinking...thinking...thinking...who and how do you thank for having the opportunity to be able to see....everyday...things which people never see in a lifetime.....a doe...followed by her fawn...a butterfly...being ever so free to go and do whatever pleases them....a bird...flying overhead...a badger..scurrying in the distance....a blue sky...white clouds....rain..whatever...each day....each second.....if you are aware...seeing something new and beautiful...
....thinking...thinking....thinking... who and how do you thank for having the opportunity to be able to plant a seed... with your own two hands....guard it like a new born baby...and ultimately watch it blossom into adulthood...you Dads out there...know what I am talking about....am sure of that...
....how do you thank the Universe for putting you in a position enabling you to not only see and feel these beautiful instances...but for also giving you the capability to realize their beauty and worth...
....sitting and thinking ..while sitting on the tailgate of the truck....never realizing the engine has started...and the truck is moving...and you land on ground on your butt....with everyone looking at you..grabbing my Baltimore Orioles baseball cap ...get myself up...and run to catch the truck amidst the laughter of all the guys...my 1.0 GPA..shines through again...lol...a helping hand reaches out to me...and lifts me up on to the moving truck....
....the day is full of converstaion...laughter...comaradie...a feeling of usefulness...total exhaustion...and then the work day goes by....the day is done....the annual tomato fight is over...and everyone reeks...but who cares...who really cares.....we all sit quietly as the truck brings us out of the fields.......and upon getting there....one at a time we jump off the back of the truck and gather our stuff together..we hug...we pat each other on the back...smile...and walk away....we don't look back.......with my lunch pail under my armpit.....my tee shirt over my shoulder..my work boots unlaced....I head for the back porch of the house...I sit on the ground...remove my work boots...stand..take off my jeans...know the rules well...and for some reason...decide to turn and take one last look...and there I stand...in my underwear...turning to see ..them all still standing there...waving...I wave back...nod my head...open the door...and walk into the empty house..embarrassed as all hell....and you know what...when I started this day....the thought that was in my head...was that I felt that this day was going to be different.....but you know what...it wasn't...it was the same great people...the same good job..the same feelings...that I felt every day while out there......took my things into the washroom...started the water...dropped my underwear...and put it all in the wash....walked to my room...got a pair of shorts...and decided that I wanted to share this with all you guys...who give me that same feeling of friendship that these guys I work with give to me........zeb...
....Monday afternoon..and evening....08/24/09.....dropped off and said goodbyes at Minneapolis -St.Paul International Airport at about 3PM....flight was leaving at 4:25...spent most of my time....just looking and reading...did not use the restrooms...remember reading stuff about them and politicians....flight landed at O'Hare International Airport at about 5:55....the flight was spent mostly sitting and looking below me at how beautiful Wisconsin was....had a little over an hour and a half.....for the next leg of the journey...sat ...on lap top...chatting .....and getting my GPS ready for flight..once again staying away from the restrooms...but did pick up a York Peppermint Patty.....took off from O'Hare at about 7:30...and arrived at Bradley International Airport...at about 10.35 PM...the flight...once again was uneventful...spent mostly...looking at GPS..for you folks who have never used a GPS on a plane....it is amazing...you know the speed the plane is travelling...and everything below you....the towns...the rivers...the highways...proceeded to the baggage claim area ...to do both....meet my GrandParent's..(...my Mom's Parents...)....and pick up my baggage hopefully....coming into view....saw them....my Gram...sitting there so patiently...smiling away as she seen me approaching...and my Gramp...pacing back and forth...cause he missed his favorite show ...."..The Big Bang Theory...".....hopefully which he taped...or I will never hear the end of it....but as I approached...he noticed the Baltimore Oriole baseball cap coming his way...and smiled too...think that is the only way he tells me apart from all the other grandkids......cause...he does have seven daughters......three sons...we hugged....got kissed a few times..picked up my luggage...and we were off for their home...where I will be spending awhile before going to school....
...Tuesday morning...08/25/09...always feel strange when waking up in a room...not your own...doubly strange...knowing that it was your Mom's room as she grew up...guess I can say that I slept in my Mom's bed....lol....heard noises down stairs....smelled the breakfast cooking..knew that they were going to try once again to make me drink coffee....sat there smiling....got up....went through my luggage...for a clean pair of boxers...slipped them on...put on a pair of basketball shorts and a tee...was barefoot...started to go downstairs....oops....forgot my hat....needed something for my Gramps to grab off my head...smiled again...as he loved being the ..."...Keeper of the Hat.."... Yankee fan...go figure...had a wonderful breakfast...good conversation....gossip....gossip....gossip...and my Gramps told me that he would take me out a little later to show me where it would be safe for me to run...helped with the clean up...and then went up to shower...and this is where I am right now...about 7 AM...
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...JUST WONDERING...
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Jul 18, 2009 9:34 am
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...... ....
......the image ...this is the lawn which I mow...
... was outside this morning...mowing the lawn...mowing...and mowing..and mowing...have no idea where it all came from...and I got to wondering..
....Is there really any difference between a lobbyist...and a regular commercial which is bombarded at us...everyday...in the newspaper...here on the net...tv...magazines...mail...wherever.....isn't the bottom line...all the same .....
....going to be in a debate...next school year...covering this subject..so just trying to learn a little about this situation...appreciate any imput you can give me....thank you...zeb...
...08/20/09..want to thank all the guys who have helped me both publically and privately with this post...it was really great seeing so many people step forward and lend a helping hand...there are still a few points which I am still confused about concerning the differences between the two...a commercial...a lobbyists..but am sure......will have it all in place by the time the debate rolls around this November...am heading back to school this coming weekend...most likely Monday....zeb...
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...DEALING WITH DIFFICULT PEOPLE...
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Jul 13, 2009 6:35 pm
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....you know what...in life...there comes a time..there arises a situation......when people just seem to not see eye to eye on certain things......guess ...we have all seen it happen time to time...sometimes you will see this happen at the office or wherever people work together.....sometimes you will see this happen in a school situation...sometimes you will see this happen in the community...and sometimes...you will even see this happen ...here ...on site OP....guess that is why they have those..."...block..."...buttons....cause for some reason or another...it just happens...going to just give my attention to the OP part of all this drama...cause just think...there comes a time in your life when you have to deal with difficult people.....cause no matter how smilely and competent you are...there are times ...where no matter what you do...they is no pleasing some particular people.....maybe ...just maybe...it's cause they never made it to the Broadway stage...and creating drama here on site OP is how they get to have the floodlights shining on them for a few seconds........ dunno...just dunno...their reasoning.......or maybe...for some reason or another...this person just does not like you...or maybe..just maybe...this person ...just doesn't like themselves...and you become...sort of like their personal voodoo doll and giving them a way to release their displeasure within themself.....dunno..just dunno why ...creating drama is the key ingredient in some people's life.....but either way...all of us here on OP...are subjected to this nonsense drama...cause it is a rather good site and we like what it has to offer us...whatever that is......and the times we come to site OP.....to entertain ourselves...to find things...to see things...to relax a little...there is always that one...that unhappy...lonely person....micro-managing your every move....negatively commenting on everything someones says or does.....in hopes that he/she will have full rule of the kingdom...lol...as if anybody cared ...and since we all have a right to be here on site OP...guess we just have to learn efficient ways to handle these types of people...and maybe reach out to them...and let them understand...people are people...and we all move to a different drummer...and if the drum beat is not one that you wish to march to......move on and find your beat which fulfills your life.........but sometimes...he/she doesn't get it...and you may have to try a little harder to help them out....may have to..no matter how discouraging this toxic person may be.... have to make an effort and try not to let them get the best of you.....cause ...more then not...these people like leaders of a dictatorship...tend to mentally bully people ...they try so hard to see if they can get under your skin.... ..but really...when they try this...keep your integrity...always keep your hand out and reach for friendship and hopefully they realize before it is too late......cause evidently if this person is so unhappy that they feel a need to make you or your life difficult...just think how much they are already suffering....try to understand where they are coming from...try to understand why they have this need to be difficult or dramatic...and understand this always...that no one...yes no one...should be given a free pass to be diffcult......and also..it would be wise to keep in mind....that he/she is not singling you out...cause chances are....that if someone is being difficult to you......that they are also doing the same to others as well.....and these people always go to the public forum...it is the spotlight they love...they are the savior to all...and they are always looking for those unthinking lemming to back them up.....they do not know how to address a problem directly...using common sense...instead of drama......they don't feel a need to confront the person being accused of whatever...cause then the curtain comes down on them....and their ever so desired encore...vanishes into thin air....the spotlight is gone...and hopefully when this curtain comes down...and hopefully they come to the realization that everyone has rights...and these rights are not doled out by either he/she...and hopefully they realize that they are like everyone else..just another person in the crowd....making decisions for themselves...running their own life...with a smile on their face...smiling cause they found out that they can be part of life....and enjoy it....smiling cause they realize...I'm OK...you're OK...zeb...
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....PEACHES.......PEACHES...PEACHES..
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Jul 10, 2009 8:42 am
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.....image.....
.....hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...peaches are so good looking....
.....a boy's delight....
.....but every once in a while....
.....life throws you one which is just not right....
.....flashy on the outside....
.....but sometimes pickin it up and gettin to know it a bit....
.....in farm boy language...tastes just like shit...
.....so be careful ..when making some peaches part of ...life....
.....bring you nothing good..just a lot of strife..
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...HANDLES ....EMAILS....OP.....and ME........
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Jul 7, 2009 8:35 am
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...been on and off site..OP...for a little over a year ...had a pretty rocky start...mostly cause did not really want to be here...in fact...the first few months...can count on one finger as to how many people I actually talked to...used to pretend ...that I was coming on to the site...used to pretend to appease the people who set it up for me...who were under the belief that it was a good way for me to figure out...why I was having the feelings that I was having ...about trying man to man....little did I know...at that time...that on OP...there was a way to see when you last visited the site......so ..I got caught......as I often told them that I was going on to the site and doing my best but in reality was not coming on the site.......so I promised them that I would give it a second try.......even though down deep...had no real use to be here.......just did not see the sense to it......when I came back on to OP...like I promised....I tended to be arrogant..outspoken...and just down right nasty with people who tried to contact me...and got in trouble for doing it.....then finally...came a guy named Joe...who taught me how to calm down and enjoy the experience....and how to back away from confrontation....inside..sort of laughed at his guidance..but then he started to make sense.........and the zeb..you see now...is the product which evolved ..with his help.........nowadays...Joe seems to have disappeared from my life......even though I think about him a great deal...and often silently thank him for what he has done for me....time to time though..he appears and asks me if all is well and then disappears again........after learning to calm down.......began reading profiles..looking at pics...and stuff like that...even ..a few times..watched people camming...but learned quickly...was not for me..sort of felt like I was window peeking..and made me feel funny...had no idea they knew that I was watching...that even embarrassed me moreso...and am not saying the cam area is something which should not be on OP...cause I see a lot of people do enjoy it...myself...every once in a while will cam privately to chat face to face with people I have emailed with....and having a portable camera...show them around the farm where I live or around the school I attend... depending on whether am at home or at school...have introduced them to my family and school in that way...and the answer is no...if you are thinking do I do this for eveyone.....tried a public broadcast once...was a circus...and swore to myself...never again.........tried the chat rooms...but find them a little too graphic sometimes for me...but do enter them at times...cause it sometimes easier than email messaging...especially if one is a standard ..cause your message capability is limited....when I first got on OP...was a Standard Member.....remember back when I took added duties in the school kitchen to try and earn enough money to become a paying member...washed so many dishes..my hands chapped up....also remember..a guy...who sent in a gift subscription and paid a few month's subscription for me...and I remember..not accepting that gift..until I had enough saved to pay him back...and I also remember travelling down to the state where he lived to give him the money back..a long story.......cause for some reason or another ..not friends anymore..and I really still think the world of him for what he did for me....it gave me more access to get around on Op........and the more I got to see ....the more I realized just how many good people exist on this site......and I do understand ..that we are all different and have different goals and all that stuff.....but for some reason...everyone seems to get along...of course..drama pops up once in a while...but that is life...live and let live...don't like something..or someone..move on then to someone or something which interests you...no need for drama....don't want to get started on that..cuase won't take the bait anymore...thanks for that Joe........then came the blog section...was so afraid to post one.....remember ...my first posts and replies.. I was a rebel.....fired up a lot of people...and I apologize for that...these people will still not talk to me a year later......but learned to accept that.....then thanks to Joe again..wrote a post...about a kid named Parker.. a kid in my hometown...and you can see how the blogs and post evolved from that......all this stuff...day to day...time to time..got my interests......got some cool friends... ones who teach me stuff...about farming...about books..about antiques,...about war stories..and so many other things which I had little interest in before meeting them.......and of cousre ...get my amount of sexual emails...and am getting good at throwing stuff back at them.....as I become more comfortable with my lifestyle...still afraid of the private rooms...and promise in the future to become a little more active there......especially the Twink Emporium...who have great guys in there..and have often encouraged me..in a sense...to grow some nads...and come in and chat for awhile.....the rest of it...the most popular...the best looking photos..leave that for the people who need that stuff...makes no sense to me...but..guess ..some people need it..and I am ok with however any wants to run his or her life....the things that surprised me on this site...are three things......first..the amount of girls on the site...do enjoy talking to them...it is like a little click...they all seem to know each other....see them on each other's friends list...kind of awkward...sometimes...but am ok with the questions they ask..mostly in hope to better understand their boyfriends.....and they in turn seem to help me to understand myself a little better..they often compare the way I look or talk to their boyfriends..and they say it helps them...go figure...sorry girls...no offense meant...but you have to admit...it is a little hairy...of an experience to meet on this site.....the second and third..are the reason why I wrote the post...started out to just going to write a one sentence post and pose a question for you guys...but still have not learned....how to say what I want to say in a few words....even after the guidance of so many people on this site..the question concerns handles and e mail messages....both sometimes confuse me..and make me smile.....the question is this..... WHAT DOES YOUR HANDLE MEAN OR SIGNIFY.....like mine 143wildcat143...means...1=I...4=love...3=..you...wildcat ..two people dear to me whom I will never forget...1=I...4=..love...3..= you.....143 is written twice...one for each of the two wildcats...who will forever have my undying love....the second part of the message concerns emails...and was wondering...WHAT WAS THE WEIRDEST EMAIL MESSAGE THAT YOU EVER RECEIVED HERE ON ..SITE ..OP..not going to tell mine just yet ..but will do so.....hope all you guys have a nice day..and I hope you excuse any misspelled words..college guys....go figure...even after being taught how to spell and take my time by Sister Laurentine...zeb.
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..Happy 4th..Freedom...Liberty...Unity..
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Jul 3, 2009 8:13 am
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..received an email last night..07/02/09...from a friend..served together in the U.S. Military...together...we shared many sights...many hardships...many memories we wish to both forget and remember...we became brothers in an unusal way ...linked forever.....am not going to go into the personal area of the message...just share something about the 4th which he had attached to his message...have no idea who wrote it..or where it originated...so just putting quotation marks around the whole thing..
.."..Have you ever wondered what happened to the 56 men who signed the Declaration of Independence...?..
...Five signers were captured by the British as traitors...
...and tortured before they died....
...Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned...
...Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary Army...
...Another had two sons captured...
...Nine of the 56 fought and died from wounds or...
...hardships of the Revolutionary war...
...They signed and they pledged their lives..their fortunes...
...and their sacred honor...
...What kind of men were they....?
...Twenty-four were lawyers and jurists....
...Eleven were merchants...
...nine were farmers and large plantation owners...
...men of means...well educated...
...but they signed the Declaration of Independence...
...knowing full well that the penalty would be death...
...if they were captured...
...Carter Braxton of Virginia..a wealthy planter...and
...trader ..saw his ships swept from the seas by the...
...British Navy...He sold his home and properties to...
...pay his debts..and died in rags...
...Thomas McKeam was so hounded by the British...
...that he was forced to move his family almost constantly...
...He served in the Congress without pay...and his family..
...was kept in hiding..his possessions were taken from him...
...and poverty was his reward...
...vandals or soldiers looted the properties of Dillery..Hall..
...Clymer..Walton..Gwinett...Heyward..Ruttledge..and MIddleton..
...At the battle of Yorktowm..Thomas nelson Jr. noted that...
...the British General Cornwallis had taken over the Nelson...
...home for his headquaters..he quietly urged General...
...George Wwashington open fire...the home was destroyed...
...and Nelson died bankrupt...
...Francis Lewis had his home and properties destroyed...
...the enemy jailed his wife..and she died within a few months..
...John Hart was driven from his wife's bedside as she was dying
...their 13 children fled for their lives...
...his fields and his gristmill were laid to waste...
...for more than a year he lived in forests and caves...
...returning home to find his wife dead ...
...and his children vanished...
...so..take a few minutes...while enjoying your 4th of July...
...holiday and silently thank these patriots...
...its not much to ask for the price they paid...
...Remember..FREEDOM...IS NEVER FREE...
...Guess..it is time we finally understand....
...that patriotism is not a sin...
...and the Fouth of July ..has more to it
...than.... ...beer..parades..picnics...and baseball games.."....
.....a few minutes later...my phone rang...it was my friend...
and he said to me.."..Zeb..will you recite the pledge with me..for those who we have seen ...with our own eyes...give their life ... in battle...for freedom...
...I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE...
...TO THE FLAG OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA...
...AND TO THE REPUBLIC FOR WHICH IT STANDS...
...ONE NATION...
...UNDER GOD...
...INDIVISIBLE...
...WITH LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL...
...there was a brief moment of silence...and then I heard the phone click...I knew buds never say goodbye...
.....want all to know...that this happening between two great countries occured so many years ago...and because of it...a great Nation was born...and this great Nation...stayed friendly...with the Mother Nation from which it sprang....and today...a bond of friendship still exists between the two......zeb..
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..do the walk..the walk of life....
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Jul 1, 2009 6:50 am
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...the photo is where I live....
the following is just a typical day ..this is yesterday..
...sitting here on the ground..staring at whatever....the sky...the trees...the bugs swirling around me...
...get to thinking....get to thinking...get to thinking...
...when a relationship turns into a lifetime...
...and there is no certainty how long a lifetime will last..
...when a dream turns into a reality...
...and there is no certainty how long a reality will last..
...when the pain turns into a smile...
...and there is no certainty how long a smile will last...
...get to thinking...get to thinking...get to thinking...
...the words...swirling throughout my mind..like the bugs around me...the words...so often said to me..."...keep your life simple...keep your life uncomplicated...and all things around you ....Son...will find their proper place...."..
...get to thinking...get to thinking...get to thinking...
...when a boy turns into a man...
...and there is no certainty how long a man will exist...
...when a seedling turns into the mighty tree....
...and there is no certainty how long a tree will exist...
...when a brief look turns into a stare...
...and there is no certainty how long a stare will exist....
...get to thinking...get to thinking...get to thinking....
...those words..those words..still swirling within me...like the bugs around me..."..keep your life simple...keep your life uncomplicated...and all things...Son..will find their proper place..
..get to thinking..get to thinking...get to thinking...
...feeling restless..rising off the ground...kicking my work boots off ..and walking barefoot...in the newly planted field...fists clenched...and raising my aching arms towards the late evening sky...the sweat or tears rolling down my face...don't know which of the two they are...my voice shouts...ever so loudly...across the miles of open fields........"...Dad...you tell me to keep my life simple...but life is not so simple....you tell me to keep my life uncomplicated...but life is so complicated...you tell me ..and all things..Son..will find their proper place...but I find it hard to even keep my bedroom straight...much less my life...it is so hard...it is so hard...changing from a boy to a man..and I hear the words you speak...that a Dad can bring a Son...only so far....and then it is up to the Son...to become a man...hear you..hear the words...but it is so hard...to walk away from your security and be responsible for myself...it is so hard....but I believe...I believe..what you tell me to be the truth...I believe...I believe..and because I believe. do keep trying...do keep pounding my head against the world....looking for that spot you say is mine.....but I see so many things...so many things happening in this world...you so much want me to be a part of.."...
...see a 15 yr old boy thinking he will be hurt if we fall..
...and this hurts me too..to see this...
...see the one over there..losing his job...
...and this hurts me to...to see this...
...see the one over there wondering why he can't find love..
...and this hurts me too..to see this...
...see the one over there who worries about his family's needs...
...and this hurts me too..to see this...
...see the one over there with no smile on his face..
...and this hurts me too...to see this...
...see the one over there..too old..too proud ..to ask for help..
...and this hurts me too...to see this.
...see the one over there..who does not even care...
...and this hurt me the most...to see this...
...get to thinking...get to thinking...get to thinking....
...begin walking again..bare feet into newly turned soil....really going nowhere...cause in reality ..there is no where to go...it is the same everywhere...raising my hands..warding off the swirling bugs...remove my four tee shirts...(...ya..four tee shirts...)....and walk towards the creek....wading in the cold water...stoop down..and let the water cover my shoulders...hands full of water...splash my face...the swirling bugs leave for a while...
...get to thinking..get to thinking...get to thinking...
...how do you speak out...if you don't know the words to speak..
...how to you speak out...if you are not allowed to speak out...
...how do you speak out ...if you are afraid to speak out....
...dunno......just dunno.....dunno the answer....don't know the answer on how to make it all change...and not going to pretend that I do...just know ..that somewhere...someone...knows the words to speak out..and if I am lucky to be in a spot to hear these words.....will listen...will listen real close...and I will know what to do....and step by step...will walk my life.....just like my Dad says...simple...uncomplicated....and knowing myself..I know that everything..most likely won't be in their proper place...but I'll try...cause I believe.....I believe..just like that kid on the Polar Express...I believe...I believe.....zebediah....
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..Thanks Dad..love ya...
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Jun 21, 2009 10:51 am
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.......this weekend ..Friday and Saturday.....had an opportunity to go camping and fishing with my Dad..and a few of his buds........went up to the Upper Penisula in Michigan...somewhere outside the town or city of Marquette.......had a real good time..........got back home this morning.......and just want to thank my Dad...for allowing me to be with him on this day...which means so much to me...and giving me these days to spend with him...cause something happened ..something private...which I had been waiting for to happen for over four...4....years...between my Dad and myself..and want to say thank you to him for allowing this to happen...and you guys ..who are at this moment thinking along sexual lines...don't go there..cause...not what I am talking about... ......guess it is no big secret ..as how I feel about my Dad...as I wrote a blog sometime earlier concerning him......and my feelings about him have only grown stronger ...it is still posted... if you guys want to read it..entitled ..."My Dad and Me.."........realize my Dad is not the only Dad in the world...the universe...whatever....and also realize that many Dads alive today...have lost their sons or daughters and have no one left to say to them ..."..Happy Dad's Day..."...for what it is worth...would like to say to all you who have lost..a loved one...or even a not so loved one....."..Happy Dad's Day.."..and maybe..just maybe..just for this day....you could put everything aside ..and smile...cause even though they are now lost physically.....it happened...and smile for that reason...if you have no other reason to smile...you are a Dad...and you deserve your special day......looking in today's paper...after returning back to the farm after Church this morning.....am home alone...cause my Mom and Dad went out to dinner...yup...by themselves...cause that is what my Dad wanted....had some time to myself and decided to read the newspaper...something which I rarely do...there was a column called..."..ANNIE'S MAILBOX...."...saw this article about Dads ..read it a few times..and thought that I would share it with you all...have no idea who wrote it...tried to google it...but found nothing except that the author was unknown...maybe it was written by a son or daughter who was estranged from their Dad..and wrote it so that there was something in the Universe showing how they really felt about their Dad...dunno...dunno for sure..just dunno...maybe it was written by someone here..on OP..to show the respect they had for their Dad...dunno..dunno for sure...just dunno...but wherever it came from...whoever wrote it...thought it was sweet...and worthy of sharing with you guys and gals..while googling it...found so many sites..which were sites containing real open letters written by sons and daughters to their Dads..was sweet..(..seems after being in the military..can't stop using that word...cause to military..no matter what you are talking about...it is always ..sweet...)... reading them..
..................WHAT MAKES A DAD...........
.. God took the strength of a mountain...
.. the majesty of a tree.....
.. the warmth of a summer sun...
.. the calm of a quiet sea..
.. the generous soul of nature...
.. the comforting arm of night...
.. the wisdom of the ages...
.. the power of the eagle's flight...
.. the joy of a morning in spring...
.. the faith of a mustard seed..
.. the patience of eternity...
.. the depth of a family need...
.. then God combined these qualities...
.. when there was nothing more to add...
.. he knew...
.. His masterpiece was complete...
.. and so....
.. He called it Dad....
...******** and add the look of my Dad's eyes as he watches over me and the touch of his strong on my shoulder..you have my Dad...
.....hopefully...since we all had a Dad..doesn't matter...that they were all different..in looks...in the way they acted towards us..the way they dreamed...the things they faced in life and how they handled them...doesn't matter..no matter what..they are a Dad..and even though ...we may never know or understand some of the things they did...or the decisions they made...whether they were good...bad..or indifferent....let it go...smile...cause he was your Dad.... ...zeb...
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*********the pic was a royalty free image taken off the net..
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