Scurvy, dead fish, and malnutrition. Happy Thanksgiving. Oh yeah, freezing cold death. Pass the turkey. Hope you’re hungry. ‘Cause it’s Thanksgiving Day, here in America. So, it’s time to EAT. And as you do, let’s remember those people who started the tradition way back in the 1600’s. And, pilgrim, you better believe their celebration was a little less easy peasy than yours. Hey, I … Read the rest…
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Berhane was a musician who died over 40 years ago. And he was buried in the same village where he was born, only 36 years before that. According to a report I read he was laid to rest with a Bible open to Psalm 23. And the report also said that he had been “baptized in the Ethiopian Orthodox Tewahido Church and accepted Christ … Read the rest…
Ask yourself this question right now. “Am I doing right now?” Pardon me? What’d you say? You think it doesn’t sound like a question. Oops. You’re kinda right. I forgot one little swoop of punctuation. I meant to say, ask yourself this question: “Am I doing right, now?” And if you are, ask yourself why. Yeah, you read that right. If you’re doing right, … Read the rest…
When I lived in Pasadena, Texas, there was a levee my friends and I would drive to and throw frisbees and listen to music. And one of the songs we listened to was about how Buddy Holly died and music did, too. And Buddy Holly died after a concert on this date in 1959. On February 2, 1959 Buddy, and Richie Valens, and The … Read the rest…
Back in 1976, I got to see a farewell concert by Loggins and Messina. It was in the Uptown Theater in Kansas City. A very cool venue which seated only about 2000 people. They had been a duo for a while. And they wanted to go their own creative ways. The Bellamy Brothers were their opening act. And you might remember them for a … Read the rest…
The short speeches were over. The room was put back in order. And the leftovers, sound system, and other ceremonial items were carried out, packed into cars, and driven away. So, all that was left of this celebration of my Mom’s life was the spreading the ashes part. My younger brother suggested “the old farm” where our family had lived decades before. And the … Read the rest…
1938. It was a cold day in January. In rural Oklahoma. FDR was in the first year of his second term as president of the U.S. And a second daughter was born to a young couple named Lee and Syona. But it was also a time when America was still struggling to recover from the Great Depression. So, when the little family was ready … Read the rest…