The Child in Tears

Lack of sleep had seared his brain to the point of madness as he yelled to me "I'll kill you if you drive by my house again".

Having been no where near for a year, I wondered, and approached the car to see what was yelling at me.

There I found a tired, working man, covered in cotton and grime and a child in a yellow dress, face soaked with tears.

A shotgun waits for you, he told me again.

Looking at him, I said, you have the wrong man.

As he drove his old Chevrolet away from the near-crime scene, he looked straight ahead, and the child looked back at me, still in tears.

(true story. I was in the military, and had not been around for about a year. My brother had been driving my car; "flirting" with his two daughters; and probably keeping him from sleeping (as he worked the midnight shift). I told my brother not to drive by the house again.)

Thanks for the Great "Birthweek"

For the past 59 years, I've been lucky enough to have a "birthday" every year. This year was number 60, and thanks to my family (wife, son, daughter, son-in-law, daugher-in-law, our four grand kids, and a multitude of visiting friends), I had what one would have to call a "Birthweek". It was almost non-stop fun and adventure. Everytime I turned around, someone had a surprise for me. It was very, very nice. Thank you everyone.

But, the Eagle shared the A&W with his little friends

What Happened to "Big John's" Rootbeer

"Big John" visited us, but left his A&W rootbeer at our house. He was wondering who took it. The picture is proof. hahahahah

Barb Wire Fence Reflection, Mountains of Salt, and Rusty Car

Taken near Delle, Utah, during a spur of the moment trip on Fathers' Day.

Quotes I Appreciate (1)

Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Pictures - Landing at Salt Lake Airport