The Little Bulb That Wouldn’t

The Little Bulb That Wouldn’t

General
It was that time of year again, December was fast approaching, summer heat gone and acorns and leaves were falling; this was “tree time.”  In our home, structure is a most popular concept: everything has a place…even if we can’t find that place!  In my childhood, my Mom, bless her heart, the strict and determined English and math teacher of seventh and eighth graders, never gave me a break, and I entered adulthood knowing I could never “color outside the lines.”  Even now, very much an adult, “tree time” was no exception.  My first duty included locating the tree, no easy task either.  I knew the general area: need to move several golf clubs not in my bag, move few old fishing rods used only to replace “eyes” on newer…
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Heaven’s Hope

Bible Basics
Daddy. Teach Me To Drive (Oct 25, 2015) Among my parental memories lie vivid pictures of Amy’s first driving lessons.  A large empty parking lot at night not far from our home, and my back muscles taking a beating from the jumps, jerks, and quick stops.  Ah, but the car and both of us survived, and the lessons did well.  My own lessons?  Well, the summer of my 14th birthday, I worked on a construction crew ran by four brothers, all of whom had been my Mom’s students in middle school years before.  Rough and loud, these guys gave me every dirty, messy job, they could find.  I also got to be their chauffeur driving a couple of old, roughed up pickup trucks.  I loved that job.  No permit, no…
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Do You Own a Refrigerator?

Do You Own a Refrigerator?

General
What? Are you ok?  I thought you asked if I owned a refrigerator; where have you been?  Well, let’s talk about that idea….it’s Friday and you, maybe your wife, some friends from work, whomever, go out to eat…..fun time, relax a little, food, drink, come home….Back at your place you reach for the remote over the steering wheel or in console…not there,…strange…mutter few unmentionables…park in driveway, maybe on curb….go to front door, unlock door, reach to right for light switch, can’t find switch…what is this! No remote, no light switch..am I in the right house?…Well, yes, but just for grins, we’ve changed a few things to help you get a tiny taste of life with your relatives say 60-100 years ago…here we go…..you arrive home, unlock front door (although most…
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Trapper’s Manly Haircut Simplification

Trapper’s Manly Haircut Simplification

Trapper's Corner
Please forgive me, but I’ve been trying to keep Trapper from invading this “inner sanctum” of advice and encouragement for some time now.  Trapper has been my nickname for many years, fondly taken from the profession of my Mom’s dad, John Tyler Kidder, Sr.  He was a full blown genuine woodsman, President of the Maine Trapper’s Association for many years, in the early to mid 1900’s.  He raised my Mom and two boys by trapping numerous types of animals and guiding fisherman in the summers.  They lived deep in the woods of western Maine in a small two story “camp” perched on the side of Bald Mountain, looking down on “Mooselookmeguntik” Lake. Yes, that is the real name of the lake.  We don’t know the name of the indian whose…
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White Wing Dove Love

White Wing Dove Love

General
It all got somewhat out of hand with a couple of trips to Kath’s brother and wife in North Carolina.  Great visits, their home nestles among pine and hardwoods with lots of space for flower and vegetable gardens and, of course, the many bird feeders.  That’s where it started!  When we got home, sitting on our deck enjoying our little backyard with a small shed, (which I built), and the nice privacy fence with the Red Tips, Crepe Myrtles and two rose bushes hiding the base of the twelve room Purple Martin hotel fourteen feet up, we, of course, decided to put up more bird feeders.  At first, the sparrows held full sway, but not for long.  Those larger, more assertive white wings found the free lunch and even the…
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Our Own Little World

Our Own Little World

General
So last August, 2014, there we were at 37,000 feet flying west to our beloved home away from home, Kauai, Hawaii.  From San Antonio, our connecting flight was direct from Phoenix to Kauai, and about 90 minutes from landing in paradise, one of the pilots spoke from the flight deck: “Well, folks, we won’t be getting any closer, but on the left side of our aircraft you’ll see Hurricane Iselle.  We are about 200 miles away from her, and it’s a good picture of the storm.”  He sure was correct about that; the huge circle of clouds was exactly like the ones we had seen on the weather channel numerous times, and clear as anything, right in the middle was a dark black hole, “the eye of the storm.”  It…
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JULY 4TH- Independence Day: Personal Thoughts Of War, Freedom, and America

JULY 4TH- Independence Day: Personal Thoughts Of War, Freedom, and America

General
Last time, I had just arrived at my duty station, Wakkanai, Japan, October, 1963, a long way from Tokyo, and a very long way from Maine, USA!  Let’s continue to explore my military experiences, with a view to appreciating our great nation that was established by some of the wisest, honorable and most sacrificial people ever to step foot on this terrestrial ball called earth.  We are now on the island of Hokkaido, Japan, just twenty six miles from Sakhlin Island, USSR or for some friends of mine back in the Williwacs of Maine, Russia!  During my eighteen month stay, three events relating to consequences of war are forever etched in my mind.  They have shaped my emotions, my choices, my life.  Here they are: The first was the night…
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July 4th Independence Day: Personal Thoughts Of War, Freedom, and America

July 4th Independence Day: Personal Thoughts Of War, Freedom, and America

General
Another July 4th is right here; lots of red, white and blue, some parades, several somber ceremonies at national cemeteries.  This day is for many, however, marked only as another day off.  Industries welcome the opportunity to sell just about anything.  It’s a party, and any semblance of remembrance or gratitude for young men serving, fighting and dying so others could have another day of fun and frolic just doesn’t appear in many place throughout America.  Truth be told, political enemies of our amazing Constitution, seem to go out of their way more and more to minimize the values that such a day should represent to all citizens of this great land.  Will the attack on our flag be next? As generations move farther from any major event, historical evidence…
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Some Thoughts About Dads and Their Day

Some Thoughts About Dads and Their Day

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Another Father’s Day!  Most of us know the routine: a card, maybe a tie or perhaps a gift card to Cabelas (hint, hint), ok, choice of restaurant, certainly hugs, phone calls, and kind words.  While it’s been awhile since raising children was an issue with me, the memories are yet well in place.  Even today as I recall my own challenges, I am filled with a sense of responsibilities not always handled so well, and the resulting thoughts of “what if I had only,” that hangs clearly in my mind right beside the reality sign reading, “but I really did the best I could at the time.”   My dad was a consummate man of peace.  Helping with laundry and cooking, there was no division of labor in his home. …
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MEMORIAL DAY – MAY 30, 2015

General
Intro:  First “Memorial Day”- spring 1865.  May 30, 1868 was declared “Decoration Day”…honor graves of our brave.  In 1971, Congress moved date to last Monday in May- not popular- critics note detraction from seriousness of occasion, for a 3 day holiday!  Since 1950’s, a pres. Vp has made a speech and placed wreath at tomb of unknown soldier.  The Civil War marked the most horrific event in America’s history.   Our boys fighting and killing OUR BOYS!  On Nov 19, 1863, cold and damp, a piece of land was dedicated to those boys who fought in one of the fiercest battles- only 2400 people lived in Gettysburg, PA…but 75000 Conf. and 97000 Union fought for 3 days, with 51000 casualties.  The greatest president of our nation was invited to speak:…
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