Tis the Season!

As we approach the Holiday Season, many people will isolate themselves. Many of the issues, depression, anxiety and loneliness will appear. Make sure and check in on your buddies, invite them to Thanksgiving dinner. Be inclusive without being overbearing, understand that they will appreciate the offer and may decline. Stay in touch and remember check on your buddies.

Our Democracy…More yours than mine!

The radical, now mainstream, left keeps referring to our system of governance as Our Democracy. When did we become a democracy? America, which they despise, is a Republic, we elect representatives. A democracy, is the rule of the mob. A republic is defined in our Constitution, we elect based on population a person to represent our views, needs and ensure we have a voice. As we have long departed from this system, and are now represented by a party, I hope we can demolish this idea of our democracy, and restore this great republic to its original intent and hold these representatives accountable for their allegiance not to this Constitutional Republic, but to the benefit of the party. God Bless America, a Representative Republic, established for the People and by the People. There is no place in America for your democracy!

Dogs…

So while I was healing from surgery this year I had a faithful companion by my side. Gunny was beside me everyday as I recovered. Yesterday Gunny crashed hard, unresponsive and detached from his surroundings. We rush him to the ER! Walking into that room with a very sick dog is a situation no one wants to experience. Unlike people there is no way for the dog to tell you what is wrong. Looking into those eyes, that had encouraged me and assured me it was all going to be ok, seeing the life fading away, was like someone pulling me apart. X-rays, labs, test flow by, then the Doctor comes in with news. Gunny is really sick but they have a plan. Subcutaneous fluid injection to hydrate, antibiotics to kill the pneumonia. We leave with a live dog, weak and exhausted but alive.

It is very rare that we as the recipients of unwavering companionship are called to reciprocate. I have had dogs that would lay down their life for me. Some that were simply a friend and companion. Gunny was a savior, he arrived after the death of our Labrador and filled a void that was created by her passing. It is always who rescued who? Well, I believe we rescued each other! In that ER room I was afraid that the small part of myself that knows what a dog really is was going to leave me. It hurt me to know that there is no sacrifice to big for a dog to make, yet we are unable to protect them and heal them the way they give to us. Gunny is getting better, hopefully this will pass and we can resume our fall days sitting on a hill with the wind in our face and peace and tranquility restored!

9-11-2001

The day started like any other day, arrived at work, started my day. This day I was assigned a specific task in the office. As I was doing some drawings on the computer to update our maps, a co-worker came and said a plane hit the Towers. As we watched a second plane struck the second tower. One was an accident two is a plan. Then the Pentagon gets hit. My first call was to my then girlfriend now wife Megan, then to my friend Audrey. Audrey is my best friend, we have an ability to know when one is in trouble, dial the number all circuits are busy on the cell phones. Try again same thing! Reach and grab the land line on my desk, one ring then two, I hear Audrey on the phone panic and fearful walking away from the Pentagon. Sitrep on my two people complete. Call Audrey’s parents, inform them she is fine and walking out to a safe zone. Land line again pass a message from her parents to Audrey and get the updated location and progress of extraction. Update her family and check on Megan. Make a call Audrey is safe and secure and is en route to a safe location out of DC. During that day I was the only one able to speak to her on the phone. Every year we call or text just to remind ourselves that we have each other’s back no matter what. At the end of the day after securing our assets at work under a sky devoid of any air traffic, no planes in the sky, I realized how fragile our safety truly was. The lesson learned is that we should all have a comms plan, an alternative measure beyond land lines and cell phones. We must all have an account of who is where and how can we connect if there were a tragedy. This attack was a surprise and while we lived our lives, evil crept in and did us harm. We see now that the threat is all around us and we still are unprepared for tragedy. Everyone be vigilant, be prepared and if necessary be dangerous. On 9-11 several of my sheep were in danger and it was up to me to bring them back to the flock safely. On this day the Sheepdog was born, a protector of my flock and a menace to the wolves who choose to prey on them. Let’s all be Sheepdogs!

Buddy Check

A little late on this one! Tomorrow is the Fourth of July. If you know someone who may be suffering with some issues, reach out! The fireworks and festival of celebration can be a trigger for some. So if you are having a picnic or family outing make a call, send a text. Make them at least feel that they are not alone. Also remember our 4 legged buddies! The fireworks are a stressor for them as well. Check on your buddies it may save a life!!

Sacrifice

This time of night on July 3, 1776 the founders of this country were preparing to sign away their fortune, property, and possibly their lives. What thoughts must of entered into their minds. Long suffering under an oppressive and overreaching ruler, out of touch with the people he subjugated. Knowing that at that time the common man would bear the full weight of their decision. How much doubt crossed their minds? If this happened today, and we were to rely on the learned men to stand and produce a document that would spark a revolution, what would we get? Nothing, we would get nothing. It is one thing to say but another to do. While rhetoric can enflame a crowd to a fevered pitch, creating and signing a Declaration of that rhetoric today would be to much truth for the modern man to bear. These men of learning, virtue and philosophy. The men of business, banking and trade. All made a decision to produce a Declaration that would ensure the Freedom of every American. These men stood firm on their principles and will of the people they represented. They understood the sacrifice that all would bear; especially them as the writers and signatories of such a treasonous document if this endeavor failed. Yet on July 4, 1776 these men willingly signed away their interest and fortunes to establish this great beacon of freedom and hope. Knowing the sacrifices of these men and all who fought to establish this Nation, how do we sleep at night knowing that all of these trials and tribulations were for naught? We should all demonstrate the resolve and fearlessness of our founders. Instead we hide in the shadows and cower in fear of a Government that no longer is ruled by us. We each should learn of the fates of these men and show through diligent civics that we are a free and independent nation of free and independent citizens! God Bless America!

Independence

As we approach the celebration of the American Independence, I can’t help but take a moment to say the sacrifice appears for naught. We have been stripped of our most basic rights. We have but three boxes, the Soap box the ability to air our grievances in the public square, the ballot box where we decide who should represent our ideals and welfare, the Cartridge box where we stand firm against tyranny. Let’s start with the first, large corporate media and the conglomerate of social media have stripped us of our voice. We no longer are allowed; through the medium of the times social media, to express an idea of dissent, or call out the incompetence of our elected representation. We must comply with the message the ruling class decides. This is not American. The ballot box, has been stripped and nullified by a party that will do anything to maintain power and control. The final box; the cartridge box, The rifle, long revered in the American home, is now vilified as the cause for the violence in America. This is done not to make us safer but to remove the last encumbrance to total tyranny. It appears that like our forefathers we must once again stand against tyranny with the only option we have left. This is the least wanted option. Not one American wants to resort to the last box to resolve our grievances. We want to once again be able to make our voices heard on the soapbox, the ballot box and never the cartridge box. We want the restoration of the Constitution and have our voices heard, our representatives to be held accountable and our votes to matter. Stand strong and continue to express our grievances to our representatives without censorship or fear of reprisal from an overreaching judiciary. Let us once again be Free and Independent of the tyranny of government. Let us be Independent Free Americans, Who standing for the rights of the individual; must be unencumbered by the bureaucratic overreach and live as a rugged free individual. We the People must once again stand against tyranny and show the world what it means to be Americans, Land of the Free and Home of the Brave.

The Mask Removed

As the left releases its masked marauders on the citizen to terrorize and persecute those of differing views it reveals their real identity. The mask is off, the genocidal, racist that proclaim the rights of the downtrodden are melting down. The fact that the Constitution, the rule and law of the land has taken control from them and given it back to the citizen is unbearable. The mask is removed it will be a summer of violence and government supported outrage against the American. While they have held citizens in jail for over a year , they will simply say that these people only want their rights restored, no arrest, no trial. Local elected affiliates will stand idly by while innocent people are beaten and killed. Stand firm as these things evolve. Find a group and build a network to ensure safe passage as you move about your daily life. The evil is revealed and they know that hiding is now pointless. Be safe, be aware and if necessary be dangerous!

Summer in the South

Summer in the south is hard. High heat. high humidity. Snakes and poison everything are alive and thriving. However, the summer brings thunderstorms. There is nothing better than the wind through the trees and rain falling through the leaves. Thunder as if One Thousand cannons fire a salute, preceded by lightning so sharp you could slice a tomato. Following these storms there is a respite from the heat for a brief moment of comfort. Here is to summer in the south, for all of it’s suffering it gives a gift of natural beauty incomparable to anywhere else in the world.