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God or good fortune…. I know the answer

October 8, 2018

Photography by Tricia-Lynn

….It was a muggy Texas morning when I left my apartment to do my Monday routine of trash to the dumpster and food shopping before the rains came. To most an easy hour of your time, to me a struggle between trying to breath and shop at the same time. It being a light shopping week, (because of my change in diet), I was done and in line to check out in just over a half an hour. The cashier was on the last couple items when I reached for my wallet and it was…… gone

That is a feeling you do not want to experience, it was as if someone punched me in the gut. I can only equate it to (in a very small way) the loss of a loved one. My mind raced and came to the conclusion that I had not used it for days and had no idea the last time I saw it. I apologized profusely to the clerk and told her I would go back to my place and see if I could find it, for surely it must have fallen out of my pants when I put them on in the mornings or take my pants off at night.

I checked the truck before I returned home but now realize because of the Velcro it could not ‘just’ fall out so as I drove home the only answer was someone picked my pocket.

So while figuring who I have to contact because of a lost wallet I managed to ask for Gods help in having the wallet turn up. It was then I realized what fools many of us are going around praying for such trivial things like lost wallets when there are literally millions of people suffering terribly and in need of a helping hand from God. It brought to mind the words of our Lord in Matthew 6:8 “…your father knoweth what things ye have need of, before ye ask him”

Over the years of walking down my life’s road
the hand of God or a guardian angel
has reached out many times
protected this sinner.

so is it any wonder
the wallet turned up?


End of the road…. or just road construction?

October 3, 2018

….the journey begins here

….the boat glided forward even after I cut power to the motor, and unlike driving a car when I saw the rapidly rising rivers bottom I could not just stop dead or make an instant change in direction. Of course it was then that I woke up never knowing how the dream ended only remembering that in real life when it happened I ended up being stranded on a sandbar for hours.

It is said that when you are dying your whole life runs through your mind like a high speed movie, well lately though not dying I have been having a great many trips back reviewing my life in great detail. Yes many of those memories are of my 20 years in the Alaskan back country but I think those memories are coming to the surface because I am finally accepting the reality of my situation.

My personal health is such that at this moment even the drive back to Alaska would be an improbable event. However I still believe the physical manifestations keeping me from accomplishing that can be overcome. I am endeavoring at present to accomplish a physical overhaul so I can make the trip in the spring. Will I be able to do what is necessary I do not know, but I believe that for someone who only with Gods help overcame 50 years of smoking then the odds are good.

Either way and because I am tired of beating a dead horse I will ‘hopefully’ refrain from any more political vents and observations and focus on me and what progress or lack of that was accomplished during the week. If you have been following my blog because you like the political satire then you may want to search out other blogs but if you want to follow along during my struggle and see if I do return to Alaska then hang in there for a boring, uncensored, ugly trip through the hell of my transformation or lack thereof.

It has been almost a year
since I asked
our Lord
for help to quit smoking
and he answered.

Now once again I am praying for his help
to reinvigorate this old body
so I can return home.

Travel this road
with me
and lets see what happens.

….and hopefully ends here on my boat back home in Alaska

The ACLU …. nevermore the upholder of U.S. Law

September 13, 2018

This one will be quick and (to me) unbelievable. The aclu has won a $50,000 settlement for an illegal alien, wanted on a warrant for being in the U.S. Illegally. Yes my friends even though Alex Caceda defended a coworker from assault the Palmer, Alaska police placed him in custody because there was an immigration warrant for his arrest.

The aclu won not only the $50,000 settlement for him, but an apology from the city of Palmer and changes in the some policies within the Palmer police department, to include….

Acknowledgement that
unauthorized presence in the United States
is not a crime

I guess the members of the aclu
never read
8 U.S. Code § 1325 – Improper entry by alien

911…. the forgotten

September 10, 2018

Have we have forgotten

that on

September 11, 2001

we were attacked by cowards

2749 civilians

343 fire fighters

71 policeman

were murdered that d


We vowed to ‘never forget’


17 years later

we are still fighting

those that hate America.



Just two old men…. walking life’s road

August 29, 2018

photography by… Tricia Lynn


….there are some things in life you wish would have happened sooner in life so you would have more time to savor them and the same goes for meeting people on you walk down life’s road, and for me Floyd was one of those people.

I met Floyd through his son my daughters boyfriend, but I probably brushed shoulders with him a few times every year when I went to the annual veterans ‘stand down’ in Fairbanks. Floyd was a veteran of the Vietnam war even to the point that his passing was the result of the effects of exposure to agent orange.

Floyd and I got to know each other a little more when we spent some time on the Tolovana river North of Fairbanks chasing the Arctic Grayling. I found him to be a like minded spirit and like myself a curmudgeon of biblical proportions.

We spent a number of hours sitting in his home and our favorite restaurant, (because it was the only restaurant in town that let you still smoke), just talking about nothing and everything. There were but four men in Alaska that I felt comfortable talking about the things we say to no other and now the Floyd has left this earth… and no doubt is spinning tales in heaven with St Peter.

Just two old men
who met too late to form a lifetime bond
Just two old men
with memories of the Army and the far east
Just two old men
who loved to chase fish in the nearby streams
Just two old men
who enjoyed each others company
Just two old men
walking to the end of life’s road
when in an instant
one is gone
and that walk
is now a lonely march home

I will miss you my friend

photography by… Tricia Lynn

Sometimes I should just turn the radio off…. republished from 5/18/2010

August 13, 2018

While I am in this dry spell I have decided to dig out some of the golden nuggets from my earlier postings. This one I am ashamed to say though 8 years old still has relevance today, in fact with a few minor changes this could have been presented as current events, so lets journey back to May of 2010 when I wrote………………

Radio stations here in Alaska are primarily the same as anywhere else in the US. The one difference I have noted is the commentators on the local talk shows are a bit more forceful with there remarks. I made the mistake this afternoon of tuning in to a Fairbanks station and the host opened an old wound of mine, balancing a budget and Social security.

I have always tried to live within my budget, it was easy. I made the money and gave my paycheck to my wife. She made sure the bills were paid and our standard of living was always maintained. My wife’s name was Teresa and I thank God for her common sense every day. When she passed in 1993 I found that balancing a budget was not as easy as I thought, but it can be done. You just don’t buy everything you want..just what you need. Though through the 28 years we were married she managed to push me a little to always look for a better job, (her definition was a bigger paycheck). But no matter where I worked unknown to me she was building a savings account for the family.

I bring this up because of today’s radio program reminding me that social security is broke and in the near future it will not be there. How can it be broke if men and women have been paying into it for years? How can it not sustain itself if the working population of the US is larger than ever? They still take out for social security from everyone’s check right?

Well it comes down to the budget. Our elected officials in Washington do not live by the same rules we mere mortals do. They do not live within a budget, they spend much more than they take in from our taxes. Then they borrow, (steal), our SS money that we pay in every week and use it to pay for anything but social security. They are supposed to pay it back into the fund but are so far in the hole they can not repay what they took out. So they tell us it will shortly go broke.

There is something inherently wrong with this. They were elected to protect our rights not take our money that was collected for one purpose and used for some pork barrel earmark.

Why can’t we demand that our government live within it’s budget??

I worry constantly about my grandchildren

and what the United States will look like when they are older.

In the 1700’s the people of America, tired of there representatives not listening to them,

felt as I do and they did something

so I may just get some tea

and dump it into the Yukon river.

Shootout in Chicago…. a further example that gun laws do not work with criminals

August 8, 2018

Chicago Police superintendent Eddie Johnson reported that at least 74 people were shot, 12 fatally, between 3 p.m. Friday and 6 a.m. Monday. The victims ranged in age from 11 to 62 in responding to a reporters question he said, “that no arrests had been made in any of the shootings over the weekend.”

It does seem strange to me that there has be no outcry for banning the sale of assault style rifles or for that matter any form of new gun control. It makes me wonder if the futility of these actions on people who are criminals and by their very nature they do not obey any laws at all, has finally sunk in to the populace at large.

Time has come to realize
being PC and giving a second chance to
criminals and gang members
only results in more