Officer Don and the Popeye Club.WSB TV channel 2 weekday afternoons is where you could find me.This was in the 1950's.
Women on choppers
of having been here done that before this morning.It felt like a blanket being tossed over me.It was a weird feeling.Often in our lives we have that odd feeling of reliving a moment in our life.Deja Vu.It doesn't happen very often to me but at times that feeling will get my attention.I can't say that reincarnation is real or not but tales of people knowing their past life's are well known.Often a vision of a tall Oak tree will pop into my head.It must be summer time because the tree is loaded with leaves and it looks so inviting on a hot day just to rest under it's shade.I have this strong feeling that there is a grave under that tree.My grave. Where I was buried during the Civil War.I even know the town it's located in.Roanoke,Alabama.Maybe these things are glimpses of the past or something else,what I don't know.
Booooo! Enjoy your Friday the 13th.Maybe this is why I have been dreaming of little black kitty cats.They have always had a special place in my heart.
A rainy day,white lines on the edge of the road flying by.Windshield wipers moving to a beat that hypnotizes.This feeling of sadness and no hope comes over me.For an instant I felt like the dog who was no longer wanted being left on the side of the road.Once loved and now confused, scared, all alone.How sad for the unloved,unwanted, thrown away of the world.
July 4th 1975 I was laying in a hospital bed at Crawford W Long on Peachtree Street Atlanta,Georgia.
The year 2000 at the stroke of midnight,Y2K, the world was to change.Some even thought it would end.Computers would stop working,planes falling from the sky,ATM’s wouldn’t work.We would be thrown back into the dark ages with everyone trying to survive eating our food rations that where stored up for th
at day.No more TV,power companies would leave us in the dark,no more Walmart.It would be almost like day one,a new beginning for the world.I was looking out the window,me and Sam, my cat as we listened to the New Year being counted in on TV.At the stroke of midnight,the year 2000,I watched fireworks from my window over downtown LaGrange.For a fleeting instance I thought what if the experts where right,this could be the end of the world as we know it.But as you know and remember all was well,nothing happened,we lived to talk of it.All I really know is I had a case of this a case of that of canned food left to eat and enough candles to light an airport runway.You know.Why take a chance.It could have happened.
Mustard sandwhiches.I have nothing else to write about so food is the subject this evening.Take a couple slices of white loaf bread and a bottle of yellow mustard and you have a good meal.Another quick delicacy is mayo on vanilla wafers.Ranch dressing goes good with just about anything try it on soda crackers.Sure this isn't a well balanced 7 course meal it's just good snacking food when you are lazy and want something quick to nibble on.Microwave grits with lots of butter,salt and pepper.Heart attack special but so good.I always said a single man will never starve as long as grits and a microwave where close by.Fried baloney sanwhiches,fritos and Dr Pepper.That is a good wholesome hearty meal.I read where a man out in Texas was bottling the old fashion Dr Peppers in bottles using the original formula.Extra sugar in them.Any soft drink,Coke,Pepsi,7 Up on and on taste better in bottles it seems.Call them cokes,sodas but please dont call them pop.Well it's 7:24pm on Friday June 29 2012 on a hot Georgia evening with the temp over 100 degrees right now and I have gotten my need to write out of my system for another day.Oh by the way please excuse any misspellings because my spellchecker wont work.
Sixty years ago 6/24/1952 I came into this world.It was on a Tuesday morning.Never would I guessed that it would pass so quick.Like everyone there have been good times and bad.If I was to be honest the good has outweighed the bad.All things considered it has been a pretty good run.
Tomorrow evening around 8pm summer starts.My favorite season right up there with fall of the year.The smell of Formosa and Magnolia blooms on a warm tropical summers night here in the South is something you never forget.Sounds of crickets and bull frogs and the singing of Mocking birds to lull you into a deep relaxing night of sleep.Fireflies lightning up the night sky on a star filled Georgia night.God surely had Georgia in the summer time on his mind when he created the world.
Another Fathers day is almost here.It has been a long time Daddy since you left.Janurary 9th 1992,a Thursday about 10am.Now you seem so young to me only 67 at the time not much older than I am now.Not ashamed to say I was a Daddy's boy.Where you went I was your shadow.When I was just a kid to me you could do anything.You called me Hoss Fly till the day you died.I almost waited to late to tell you I love you,but it wasn't something I had to say,I think you knew that.
I am a crooked man.Let me explain.I tilt a little bit to the right.That is the way it feels anyway.Maybe it's my imagination.Laying in bed I notice it more.Straighting myself up in no time I'm right back tilted to the right.Lately people have noticed it also so it must be true.Looking at a photo of me taken recently it is plain,tilted or crooked is the word.Has the Earth shifted a little bit on it's axis or is it me?Back in 2004 when that big tidal wave hit in Asia,the one where hundreds of thousands of people died,the Earth shifted a few degrees on it's axis.The North Pole moved a few feet,boundaries of countries changed.Time was slowed down a few what ever micro seconds at atomic clocks around the world.So either that has happen again,Earth has shifted a little bit to the right or I have on my on.
Three Smith sisters.Left to right Lema,Ada(my Mom)and Pauline.My Cousin Doris sent this the other day.It was the first time I had seen it.Doris said it looks like it was taken at Memorial day at the old school house at Bethel some years ago.Doris made the comment it must have been back during the days when big glasses where the fashion.
Back when I was a young man around 1975 before pc's and cell phones the number one hobby was amateur radio or as some call it ham radio.Number one to me anyway.A few years earlier I was introduced to it at what was called Troup Tech then.Going through a two year course in Electronic Technology one of the instructors was a ham and the school had a radio and tri bander on the roof.I was hooked from the start.Listening to those chirpping and beeping signals and voices from around the world really made an influence on me.All my free time was spent studying morse code.It got to the point I was even hearing dots and dashes in my sleep.1975 I took my novice test and in the mail received my callsign of wn4pfg.The N meaning I was an novice with limted bands and other restrictions.I loved the hobby and spent hours on the radio makings friends around the world using international morse code that hams used.Later before the novice license expired I took my general class test in Atlanta at the field engineers office.I passed and was assigned the callsign of wa4pfg which I still hold till this day. 37 years now I have been hamming.Now I'm called an old timer.Still even though I'm not very active on the radio the passion for those dots and dashes still is in my blood.
I'm sorry for being so bright eyed and bushy tailed this early in the morning but I feel good today.Just thankful for being here and having another chance at life.Had my breakfast and some good company to get the day started.Sky is sunny and the birds are fussing at the bird feeder.It's Memorial Day and most likely a hot one.Someone said this morning that they seen the temp on a downtown thermometer and it was 98 degrees yesterday.Again I apologize for being in such a good mood.My wish for you today is happiness and peace.
