Tank youse, tank youse. You are all invited to our fiftieth, for a round of Lone Stars, on the house.
edgarblythe wrote:906. It's our 29th anniversary, today. Ah, to be young like this again.
Congratulations, edgar & mrs b!
Thank you, olga. We celebrated by eating KFC chicken.
29 years. No mean feat. Congratulations to you and the missus, Edgar. Hope you enjoy your celebration.
It was a neat day. Not for what we did, but the way we did it- -together.
Keep it up
Congrats and RESPECTS:
Man was made for joy and Woe
And when this rightly know,
Thro' the World we safely go,
Joy and woe are oven fine,
A clothing for the divine."
-------------------------William Blake----------------
That Blake was a fine poet. Thanks, ramafuchs.
Buy someTHING
and
don't THINK too much.
907. Oldest full sibling, two half siblings.
I love those old b&w photo album snaps, edgar.
You all look so innocent & full of potential.
908. I have doggedly described my siblings as either "full" or "half." For persons from non-step families, this might seem un-necessarily discriminitory. It has its roots in the very genesis of my Mom's second marriage. She had a whirlwind engagement, not taking time to consider her children in the ways that count the most. She told me, once, that, "I thought he would make you boys a good father." However, she did not have us spend time with him, providing an opportunity to bond. In fact, I mistrusted and disliked him from the very beginning. I doubt it could have produced such a result. She told us nothing, and did not ask our feelings at all. Nothing was done to allay my fear. When she came into the room, beaming, as I have never before or since seen her, and announced, "Kids: This is your new father," my heart felt a wound that has never healed.
My brothers and I regarded Mom's subsequent offspring as an inferior second family, because "tainted" with the step father's genes. It was unfair to them, but, what did we, as young children, know of these things?. I felt no real bonding with any of them, until after I had grown up. Some hate my guts, and I have little to no use for a few of them. But, my attitude today is this: I would be civil to each and every one of them - eight still survive - if they said they would drop the animosity and bury the hatchet. No chance that will happen.
After Mom's death we scattered, like a kicked sack of jellybeans. Never will we have the opportunity to be a family again.
909. Me n my bros, plus (the tall one), my step father's nephew.
910. We had three wagons. I owned the red one, my big bro the silver, and my next bro inherited the rusty one, with no rubber on the wheels.
911. me, big bro, and our first dog, Boots Teddybear.
Even in the photo above with your brother, I recognize you!
No place to go from there, but down.
I think Edgar had put his own personal life up close and personal here on a2k and I think I wouldn't dare to do that.
913. Perhaps. But, many atookians have done the same, in bits and pieces.
914. These words, purportedly by Mother Teresa (sp?) are words to live by (at the end, substitute the word "God," if you wish, for any other word that fits):
People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful you will win some false friends and true enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.
--Mother Teresa
