Deck we built for the Veterans Repair program. The local coast Guard helped up
I met an Angel!
She seemed so human,
She shared my feelings,
and walked close beside me,
and held my hand.
I looked into her eyes
and touched her soul,
held her tight,
and felt born anew.
What an angel!
Truly, God’s Angel,
This beautiful Angel,
so utterly human,
to share with a mortal like me.
How boring it must be,
to have to sit,
hold your gentle hand
touch your lips,
and taste your wine.
just waiting, wanting
to hold you,
and carry you off
to some fine place,
wouldn’t that just be boring.
I hope you’ll let me
be boring forever
For I’ll sit
by your side,
and tell you
I love you.
Uncle Bob of Steamboat Springs, Pike fishing in Manitoba Canada. Fish On-Good shore lunch too
Location Barnyard Bay
A hundred thousand years ago,
before the dawn of time began,
you were there,
part of my life,
the very breath of life,
you became my own,
even before I knew you were there.
Breath of my breath
Blood of my blood,
became as one
From a hundred, a thousand years ago,
From before the dawn of timie,
we became as one,
We entered the womb together
and traveled the universe
We were born
knew a new life
were destined to laugh,
to share with each other this breath of life
Today we meet again,
you touched my hand and walked with me,
you became mine,
to live and walk together.
A thousand years from now,
A hundred thousand years from now
we will be together,
joined together forever,
in a universe that is without end.
It was a time when
the choices were clear, a time of honor and courage,
it was a time of passion and sacrifices,
A time time when death was closer, so life was more precious.
This the story of two people
Swept up in that time, who met, and fell in love.
A store, a girl, a church, and a dog named Buster, and more
It all happened in a
small, quiet, Indiana town, almost forgotten by time.
In that small Indiana town almost changed the course of time
and brought people who were most unlikely to meet together.
On a small street, in the middle of the town, a drug store, a boy and girl, shared
laughed, and held each other tight, and talked of tomorrow, talked of trust
and reflections of the future.
Time marched on
The boy and the girl went their separate ways.
became a man, accomplished great and glorious things
forgot the little Indiana town
The girl and the magic
Then one day
He decided to revisit the small town
and he walked slowly through the streets.
The school is gone and is replaced by a larger one
The church remains reflecting the immortality of the town
The girl he went to school with is also gone-gone forever
The only monument to her memory
is a street sign that bears an abstraction of their names
A monument to the memory of a legacy of love immortalized only in a street sign
this girl will remain in this small Indiana town forever
The man walked slowly back down the street and entered the drug store
where he and the girl spent many happy hours together.
All that remains of the relationship are pictures faded photographs that tell of the
feelings that once were alive, pictures that tell of a love that once was.
The man walked slowly toward the door, exits reluctantly and drives out of the
over the bridge, remembering, his dog,
Ice on the river
his love for a girl
He remembers, for that is all he can do.
Now the town slumbers again,
only to be awakened by someone else with memories
just the ghost of some memories that linger.
At exit 104, on I-95 heading towards Washington DC in Virginia is a civil war grave. The name on the tombstone is Archibald Donahoe. It seems the grave is inside foundation of an old house. A Rebel Battle Flag has decorated the grave for a while until it gave out. I try to decorate it with a wreath every Christmas. I’ve always tried to find out who we was and did he die in battle so I gave yahoo Answers a try. Here’s what they came up with. So if you’re into civil war graves and finding out who they are give exit 104 a try, head your car to Maryland about mile and you’ll come upon a stop light, turn right go about a mile and then you come to a T road, turn left and you’ll see it. Help me clean up his grave and make nice. Archibald Donahoe Age in 1860 was 18 Birth Year approx 1842 Home in 1860-Caroline, Virginia Gender-Male Post Office-Flippos Store Household members-Name-Age Rueben Donohoe 25 Elizabeth Donohoe 65 Archibald Donahoe 18 Martha Donohoe 13 Confederate Service Served-Confederacy Regiment State/Origin: Virginia Regiment Name: 30 Virginia Infantry Regiment Name Expanded: 30th Regiment, Virginia Infantry Company: E Rank In: Private Rank Out: Private Source Ancestry.com
No man/woman is worth your tears and the only one who is, will never make
If you love someone, put their name in a circle, instead of a heart,
because hearts can break, but circles go on forever.
Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends
listen to what you don’t say.
If all my friends were to jump off a bridge, I wouldn’t jump with them,
I’d be at the bottom to catch them.
Don’t frown, because you never know who’s falling in love with your
"If you judge people, you have no time to love them." ~Mother Teresa
"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle."~Plato
It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone,
and a day to love someone-but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
Enthusiasm is contagious. You could start an epidemic!
Yesterday is the past, tomorrow is the future, today is a gift, that is
why we call it the present.