Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Skip a Rope

The attitudes and behaviors in the home influence and shape the beliefs and outlooks of the young who are raised in the home.  This is a hard yet irrefutable truth that many would prefer to deny.

Consider this.  The child exposed to violence in the household, the child who hears defamatory speech has no choice but to be influenced by these.  Either he will adopt the thinking and behaviors exhibited by his parents, or he will rebel against them and choose another path.  Either way, the home influence is powerful.

Historical flashback.  The late 1960s contained many strands of ugly threads in the fabric of our society.  It was the era of Viet Nam.  It was a period of intense struggle for racial equality, equality to be desired, but ugliness in the resistance to it was evident all too frequently.

While the causes and the skirmishes may manifest along somewhat different lines, in many ways the society of today is little different.  The fabric we are weaving is yet far from perfect.
 
November, 1967.  A young country singer, Henson Cargill, released a recording entitled "Skip a Rope."  It hit number one on the country charts where it stayed for eight weeks.  It also clocked number twenty-five on the pop charts.  The song was eventually covered by a plethora of artists including such powerhouse singers as Bobby Bare and George Jones.

In spite of its popularity and tremendous sales, the lyrics were controversial; controversial because they spoke truth and many there were who did not want to hear the truth, nor did they want it spoken.  (Does this sound familiar?)

You may readily find Cargill's rendition on YouTube.  I have chosen to reproduce the lyrics here so you might ponder them.

Skip a Rope
by Joe South, as sung by Henson Cargill


Oh, listen to the children while they play,
Now ain't it kinda funny what the children say,
Skip a rope.

Daddy hates mommy, mommy hates dad,
Last night you shoulda heard the fight they had,
Gave little sister another bad dream,
She woke us all up with a terrible scream.
Skip a rope, skip a rope

Cheat on your taxes, don't be a fool,
Now what was that they said about a Golden Rule?
Never mind the rules, just play to win,
And hate your neighbor for the shade of his skin.
Skip a rope, skip a rope.

Stab 'em in the back, that's the name of the game,
And mommy and daddy are who's to blame.
Skip a rope, skip a rope,

Just listen to your children while they play,
It's really not very funny, what the children say,
Skip a rope, skip a rope.

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Peace in Jesus

Scripture in both Testaments seems to me to indicate that while God is the creator and sustainer of all things He is not Santa Claus. 

The vaunted Wise Man who penned Ecclesiastes put it this way:   "I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favor to men of skill; but time and chance happens to them all." (9:11)

The wisest of all men, Jesus the Christ, gave us these words recorded by Matthew: "That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he makes his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust." (5:45)

I do not wish to engage in any disputation with the good people who adhere to the "Name it and claim it" theology that is espoused from many pulpits today, but I believe our petitions must be centered in God's will and design.  Then why do we pray?  It is praise, honor and adoration to our heavenly Father; it is communion and communication with God.  As we pray we will find God's will revealed for us in our circumstances.

Then, one might ask, what of Jesus's words "Ask and you shall receive"?  Listen further to his words:
" These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world."  (John 16:33)

The key:  Peace in Jesus Christ as we pass through this world of tribulation on our way to the Heavenly Kingdom!  Hallelujah!

Friday, May 27, 2016

Piney Time in Indiany

We know with almost 100% certainty that the pineys will bloom for Memorial Day.  Trust me, I never heard these beauties called "pineys" until I moved to Indiana.  And yes, I know how to spell "peonies."  And I fancy that I know how to pronounce it, too.  But you know what they say about behavior while in Rome.



The dianthus (dianthuses? dianthi?)* welcome you at the rear entrance

*According to both Word Hippo and The Oxford Dictionary, the correct plural form is "dianthuses."

Thursday, May 26, 2016

Need a nice place for your retail business?


The venue for Sunday's party was this building in Frankfort.











History would doubtless suggest that this facility was once known as the Bankable Building.  Bankable, if I am not mistaken, was a cigar brand.









The locals know the building as the National Cigar Company, the home of El Verso Cigars.  Cigars were rolled here for 96 years.  At times in its history, the company employed up to 150 people here.  When they closed the doors in March 2015 seventeen employees lost their jobs.  Federal taxes were cited by the owners as a principal factor in the decision to close.

There now remains but one cigar factory in the United States.  It is located in Tampa, Florida.





This building was recently purchased by BBBH's granddaughter and her husband, Crystal and Chris Reichert.  They are making plans to develop a group of boutiques, artisans, and cafes to occupy the acre of floor space available.

The listing agent named here is BBBH's d.i.l.

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Three Good Days

Day 1.  Sunday last we were blessed to be able to attend morning worship service.  After church we went home where BBBH heated the tamale pie in the oven, then we drove to Frankfort for a family party.

Most of the people seen in these pix are either children or grandchildren and in many cases great grandchildren of BBBH.  The occasion: Granddaughter Michelle, her husband David and their children Mikayla and Lucas were visiting from their home in Germany.


Day 2.  Monday we were blessed with a visit from my sister Vee and her husband Elvin who came all the way from Kansas.  They arrived about 10:30 and stayed until sunset.  Eating of good food and visiting made up most of the day and of course there was not enough time to touch on all the things we wanted to catch up on.


Day 3.  I have suffered for weeks with swelling and pain in the left eye.  Tuesday another visit to the ophthalmologist resulted in the agreement to go with the surgery (DSAEK) which should relieve the pain and likely will restore vision to the eye.  Procedure is scheduled for June 8.  I am not wishing my life away, but it cannot come too soon!

Monday, May 23, 2016

The Deaths of Barrow and Parker

On this date in 1934 in Bienville Parish, Louisiana bank robbers and murderers Bonnie Elizabeth Parker and Clyde Chestnut Barrow died in a bullet-riddled 1934 Ford.

There is much information on the internet about the lives and crime sprees of these people.  I even dared to write a fictional story based on a possible escapade of the gang.  You may find it here.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Annual Visit to the Mounds


 We arrived at our campsite in Mounds State Park and had just set up, a task I completed by standing on the concrete pad visiting with a friend I hadn't seen in some time.  A tiny neon streak flashed across our line of sight, and looking down we saw an iridescent creature scooting along the surface of the pad.  We were able to identify it as a wee neon green anteater, for it was scooping up tiny ants!  Now understand that this critter was less than half inch in length, then I will show you a blowup of the picture for a bit of detail.

 Cicindela sexguttata, aka six spotted green tiger beetle.
Interesting, no?  I had noticed the clover in the picture, but had not espied the mushroom or the lichen until I made this enlargement.

Grace, this is the only picture we have of the people and it mostly shows Richard delivering an inspirational message on Monday evening.  Very entertaining and more to the point, edifying.
Photography stymied by lack of preparation.  I had actually thought to bring the charging cord for the camera, yet went off without it and, you guessed it, the battery ran down.

Well, just as batteries require recharging, so do our spirits and thankfully the little outing helped  energize us anew, although from a physical standpoint things could get better.  We came home Wednesday because BBBH has an appointment with nephrologist in the morning.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016