READ THIS!

DIVIDE AND CONQUER

2011-10-02T19:42:00.000-07:00

"Stop it Now"
The oldest tactic in history is being used on us right now! Unfortunately not only the usual non-thinking of this Nation, but some of the thinkers are being hoodwinked into believing the bull ship that is being spread!
DIVIDE AND CONQUER
Used for thousands of years to weaken their opponent!

LOOK AROUND YOU, SLOWLY BUT SURELY WE ARE BEING DIVIDED, AND THE "GIMME PIGS" WIN.

Have a nice day!

WHAT A CROCK!

2011-05-23T17:26:00.000-07:00

Kiss me, I'm IRISH!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDR2jT-UX-c

UP UP AND AWAY

2011-05-01T08:42:00.000-07:00

Superman Renounces U.S. Citizenship in Latest Action Comic

Have a good trip!

“Once upon a time”, when I was a wee ladd,, my comics came from a news stand somewhere in Beaumont Texas, I tried never to pay the $.10 that they cost and elected to wait and when the new comics came in I would get the throw away's. In those days they would tear off the top portion of the front cover put the comic in a box and return the top portions to the publisher for credit. They were FREE and you had to be fast to get the best pick. At one time I had a box full of throw away’s as did many kids and we would trade back and forth. Now the story.
People started reading DC Comics about Superman in 1938, and has been in our hearts and minds through all these many years teaching the readers about “TRUTH, JUSTICE AND THE AMERICAN WAY”. For many years, children and adults have read “SUPERMAN”, some never stopped and looked forward to getting it in the mail or the news stand every month., only to be stashed in a closet somewhere or tossed in the trash with no formal ceremony.
Now our hero, “MAN OF STEEL” PROTECTOR OF ALL MANKIND” and example “FOR TRUTH, JUSTICE AND THE AMERICAN WAY”, has announced he no longer wants to be a citizen of AMERICA, and is renouncing his U.S. Citizenship. That’s really too bad, Memories will be shattered, lives will come to a halt, Wall Street will crash, The Oceans will rise and the buildings he once “leapt in a single bound”, will come crashing to the ground.

OK enough is enough, he is over 72 years old, Some of the things he has done were outstanding, but PEOPLE!, It’s a comic Book. I have to assume (ASS-U-ME), That the writers do not have the courage or strength to write of cleaning up “AMERICA”.

I guess “Li’ll Abner” will be next to take his Poke Chops and run! “Dick Tracy” will stop fighting crime and move to the dark side of the moon with “Diet Smith”, and since “Batman’s” Butler died, he is gonna turn it over to “Robin” and retire.

Have a good day, and don’t cry over spilt comic characters. Enjoy Fantasy but don’t let it cloud your real purpose in life.

Just some more stuff from GPB

The Flag's gone Bye Bye SUPERMAN

Superman Renounces U.S. Citizenship in Latest Action Comic

Story with a "JOKE" ending

2011-03-25T16:39:00.000-07:00

TRUST ME!

A young man graduated from High School and decided to go into the Army. The day arrived and he went to the recruiting office and was transported to his first assignment, Basic Training.

There are probably ten thousand stories about basic training, and more than likely all have some truth to them. To be short, what you knew and did as a growing Boy, forget it. There are no individuals, only a bunch of unknowing and very patriotic young men.

Basic training is either eight or sixteen week training session that teaches you what your Mommies or daddy tried to teach you in your first eighteen years of life. You get new clothes, a new hair-doo, and in stead of a private room which you may not have kept neat. Now, you are living in a big room with kids like you and learn quickly what you never learned in the first eighteen years, How to clean your room! You learn how to Walk, Talk, shoot a gun, and how to work together. But that is not the story, just that you learn to trust your leaders, and what they tell you.

Now that our Soldier is a trained lean mean fighting machine, he choose to be a paratrooper! For those who do not know what a paratrooper is, it’s a bunch of nuts that jump out of a perfectly good airplane. Up to this point he and his team mates have learned just about everything there is to learn on the ground and time for their first jump.

Morning came they loaded up on the truck to travel to the airport. At the airfield they received their equipment and the instructor began the briefing.

Attention men, for our first jump every effort is made to keep you safe, remember your training and you will be fine and when you are on the ground again, the red truck will be waiting to pick you up. Now remember, jump out, count to ten pull your rip cord.

During your training you learned if your parachute fails to open, you have your reserve, pull it’s rip cord. You now can safely float to the ground, pick up your chute and run to the truck.

Our Paratrooper is in the air feeling good, it’s your turn to jump and you do. You count to ten pull the cord, whoops the chute didn’t open. Oh well I have another chute, you pull that rip cord, wait and oh cheese it didn’t open either ! Well I guess the red truck won’t be there either.

OK! Since this is a Roadrunner Cartoon No one got hurt.

Merry CHRISTMAS!

2010-12-18T07:56:00.000-08:00

How many of you who read this during this blessed Christmas time have a short story to share? Let us Share!

December 17, 2010

A Short Story For Christmas
By Marcus Wilder, The Naive Abroad

Thank you Debbie at Right Truth, and Marcus Wilder

It was cold. The street was wet. A blustery wind blew the thin hair of a stooped old man walking uncertainly with a cane.

The old man looked carefully into each lamppost trash can. He reached into one to pull out a folded newspaper. Holding the newspaper securely under his free arm the old man returned the way he came.

In his tiny, shabby apartment, the old man carefully separated two sheets of newspaper from the rest and spread them on a battered table.

The old man went to his closet and selected a tie, five inches wide and spotted with spilled food. He returned to the table to fold the tie carefully.

He took two wrinkled ribbons from a drawer

The old man carefully wrapped the tie in newspaper and bound it with a ribbon. He tied a clumsy bow and set the wrapped tie aside.

From a china cabinet with chipped paint and a cracked glass, the old man took a cracked cup and a chipped saucer. He set these carefully in the center of the remaining sheet of newspaper.

Carefully, with shaking hands, the old man gathered the newspaper around the cup and saucer and tied it with the other ribbon. This bow too was clumsy.

From a side table the old man took a small, framed photograph of a young woman with a 1940s hairstyle. He placed the photograph on the table with the wrapped presents and set the presents carefully before the photograph.

"It's Christmas, Margaret. It's time to open our gifts. Shall I open mine first?"

With great care, the old man unwrapped the tie.

"A tie! It's a beautiful tie. You've always had such wonderful taste, Margaret."

"Shall I open your gift?"

Again with great care, the old man unwrapped the cup and saucer.

"It's a cup and saucer to match your tea set, Margaret. I knew you would like it."

The old man sat for a long time looking at the photograph before getting up to clear away the newspaper.

He replaced the ribbons in their drawer.

He arranged the gifts carefully before the photograph.

"It was a wonderful Christmas, Margaret."

* * *
This Christmas, carefully count every blessing.
Leave nothing out.

Note from Debbie: Marcus Wilder is a fine writer and friend of Right Truth. Please thank him for sharing his work with us and check out his website and books here

GOD Bless you all and Merry Christmas

WHERE IS UCHI?

2010-12-05T08:58:00.000-08:00

Somewhere in the dark past, I was with KMAG in Korea. The compound I was on was Out of Kwangji to the west. This compound was A training Base and near the entrance was a statue of ULCHI MUN-DOK.

This was in 1955-56 and really did not think of it till I ran across some old ! film from that period. I started looking and not found him as yet. WHERE IS ULCHI?

Bill Lowery Kmag Kwangju 1955-56

NEAR KWANGJU

NEAR BUYEO?

Reward 1 billion, $.01 MPC 1956

A Man's strength

2010-07-14T19:37:00.000-07:00

Behind most Military Warriors stands a figure of strength

THE SILENT RANKS

I wear no uniforms, no blues or greens

But, I am in the military, in the ranks rarely seen

I have no rank upon my shoulders. Salutes I do not give.

But in the military world is where I live and am rarely seen.

I am not in the chain of command, Orders I do not give or get

But my husband is one who does, this I can not forget.

I am not the one who fires a weapon, who puts his life on the line

But my job is just as tough, I'm the one who is always left behind.

My husband is a patriot, a brave and pride filled man.

And the call to serve his country not all can understand

Behind the lies, I see things needed to keep this country free.

My husband makes the sacrifice, but so do my kids and me.

I love the man I married. The military is his life.

So, I pledge to support my hero and stand among the silent ranks

known as THE MILITARY WIFE

Thanks to my granddaughter Annetta Ramos

"OUR FLAG"

2010-05-27T19:19:00.000-07:00

THIRTEEN STRIPES ALTERNATING RED AND WHITE

A BLUE FIELD IN THE UPPER LEFT CORNER

FIFTY WHITE STARS ONE FOR EACH STATE

I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE FLAG OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA AND TO THE REPUBLIC FOR WHICH IT STANDS

ONE NATION UNDER GOD WITH LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL

As first grader in 1941, I and my classmates learned this pledge. We recited this statement of allegiance almost everyday during school, at assemblies and at sporting events.

The star spangled banner, and America the Beautiful were also part of my life day after day.

My Military life seemed to be an extension of what I had experienced My early life.

After my Military service and until now, I still get a lump in my throat each time I hear or recite those words.

MAY THOSE WORDS NEVER BE TAKEN AWAY FROM US!

Today I was repaid for my loyalty to our flag and witnessed an unknown persons respect to our flag. While checking my storage building, I noticed a small plastic American flag taped to a straw. Someone found it on the ground scratched and wrinkled and placed it next to my lock. Thank you whoever you are, for saving that flag and showing the respect it deserved, I carefully stored it in hopes everyone will save our flag one more time

TAKE TIME FOR OUR TRIBUTE TO THOSE WHO MADE OUR NATION FREE AND THOSE WHO KEEP IT FREE!

MEMORAL DAY

2010-05-17T16:55:00.000-07:00

REMEMBER THOSE WHO FOUGHT TO MAKE US FREE

In Flanders Fields

John McCrae, 1915.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

In 1915, inspired by the poem "In Flanders Fields," Moina Michael replied with her own poem:

We cherish too, the Poppy red

That grows on fields where valor led,

It seems to signal to the skies

That blood of heroes never dies.

THE BUDDY POPPY WAS BORN, BUY ONE OR MORE

OBSERVE MEMORIAL DAY

POP

Lowery's got a lot of girls!

2010-03-18T16:01:00.000-07:00

Who say's there is no GOD?

OLDEST GRANDAUGHTER, and her three "Kittens"

TO MY GRANDMOTHER

2009-11-30T17:44:00.000-08:00

To My Mam-Maw, Then and now, I Love You

C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S

                                          C is for Christ
                                              Who died for our sins

                                           H is for hymns
                                               we sing unto him

                                            R is for real
                                                In our hearts he will always stay

                                             I is for In
                                               The church we pray

                                             S is for Saviour
                                                He is unto thee

                                             T is for Teaching
                                                 to talk and to see

                                             M is for Manger
                                                 What the Christ Child slept in

                                              A is for Always
                                                 The way he will always be, there and then

                                               S is for Sincere
                                                  The way we will always think of Him

Tammy Dillon, 6th Grade, December 18, 1974

The opening of a gift

Watching a child open a gift

Brings out Joy!

It is so much fun to see him

playing with History

With his face so bright,

like a candlelight

His smile wide

like the coming tide

He is happy for the day

For he knows its Christ’s Birthday

Tammy Dillon 6th Grade Dec 17, 1974

"CHRISTMAS STARTED IN OCTOBER THIS YEAR"

2009-11-19T06:44:00.000-08:00

The Month Before Christmas

*Twas the month before Christmas*

*When all through our land,*

*Not a Christian was praying*

*Nor taking a stand.*

*See the PC Police had taken away,*

*The reason for Christmas - no one could say.*

*The children were told by their schools not to sing,*

*About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.*

*It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say*

* December 25th is just a ' Holiday '.*

*Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit*

*Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!*

*CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod*

*Something was changing, something quite odd! *

*Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa*

*In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.*

*As Targets were hanging their trees upside down*

* At Lowe's the word Christmas - was no where to be found.*

*At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears*

*You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.*

*Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty*

*Are words that were used to intimidate me.*

*Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen*

*On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !*

*At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter*

*To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.*

*And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith*

* Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace*

*The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded*

*The reason for the season, stopped before it started.*

*So as you celebrate 'Winter Break' under your 'Dream Tree'*

*Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.*

*Choose your words carefully, choose what you say*

*Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS ,

not Happy Holiday !*

Please, all Christians join together and

wish everyone you meet

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Christ is The Reason' for the Christ-mas Season!

Let's put christ back in CHRISTMAS

HAVE A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS SEASON pop

ORANGES ARE FUN

2009-11-11T08:48:00.000-08:00

OUR SATSUMA TREE

What is a Satsuma? Probably the most delicious Citrus one could ever want to eat. Easy to peel, sweet, can’t get enough, almost habit forming pleasure. Well we have a tree and we are stuffing and sharing with others, it’s been a long time coming.

It all started in 2004, one of the employees at Tex-Air did not like his Satsuma tree and dug it up and offered it to me. Since he had shared his Satsuma’s with me and they were good I told him yes. We went to his house and I picked it up. When I arrived home, Nancy and I dug the hole by our rear fence. We dug it deep and planted it, watered it and put some food for it around it. Well guess what, it lived.

During 2005 it grew well but after blooming and setting fruit, only one or two survived. The tree survived Rita and into 2006. I pruned it, fed it and kept it watered. New limbs and leaves started growing and during the spring very pretty flowers popped out and little fruit showed up. Well needless to say 2006 was not a good year. We did get a few oranges and they were good.

Well 2007 and 2008 were not much better, we kept it fed and watered and pruned. Each year produced a little more fruit; just enough to say it was still alive. Well 2009 came and the tree rewarded us with a bumper crop, a thank you for taking care of it through hard times.

UM UM GOOD!

Think of it as raising children, do a good job of caring for them while growing up and they will make you proud. Life is a never ending challenge.

Does any one took at these Blog Post?

HAVE A GOOD DAY Enjoy life, POP

New Family Member

2009-10-31T16:44:00.000-07:00

Linda Lois and Her Husband Presented our family with a litt bundle of Joy on Oct 22.

Hi Uncle Bill!! I had a baby girl on Oct 22nd....you are a great Uncle again! Her name is Leilani Lois Olofernes, she weighed in at 8lb 8oz and 19" long. She is a cute little mix of Filipino and American!! Here is a couple of pictures. We are all doing very well and enjoying our time getting to know our little daughter. Hope you are well! Love you.

Linda Olofernes

(860) 985-4069

One more time "Go Forth and populate the earth" Great, have a good weekend
POP

Rock with style

2009-09-15T15:20:00.000-07:00

Thanks to Debbie at Righttruth.typepad.com

There is a huge rock near a gravel pit on Hwy.25 in rural Iowa. For generations, kids have painted slogans, names, and obscenities on this rock, changing its character many times. A few months back, the rock received its latest paint job, and since then it has been left completely undisturbed.
Via Email Click images to enlarge
Debbie on September 15, 2009 at 12:19 PM in Military

West coast Lowerys

2009-03-16T14:40:00.000-07:00

On 16 March Mary wrote: Hey uncle Bill, here is a picture of my grandson Jacob.

On 16 March UNKA wrote hey Mary this is you in the 1960's beautiful child

This Was my brother Jim I think in 1977 or 78

Your Dad did go to school!

Fat Cheeks Little Jimmy

Grandpa Lowery with Prize Fish, May he rest in piece!

Grandma Lowery, Resting in piece between Bingo and Slots, She is missed much!

This is a special just for Mary, but everyone is welcome to comment, come on people, lets get some news going I have only got another 50 or 60 years

POP

OBITUARY

2009-03-14T10:46:00.000-07:00

An Obituary printed in the London Times

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.. No one knows for sure how old he was,since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons

as:Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
Why the early bird gets the worm;
Life isn't always fair;
and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children,are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but over bearing regulations were set in place.

Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they them selves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion..

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son,Reason...He is survived by his 4 step brothers; I Know My Rights, I Want It Now, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realised he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on.

If not, join the majority and do nothing. Cheers

Memorable assignments part 4

2009-03-13T19:32:00.000-07:00

Working on Helicopters is really great and the pay is good. Here we go again, month one I rented a Room from one our team, it was a very large house and had a big fenced (walled) in yard, Les and Peggy had Satellite TV which he kept switching, we had a House keeper which took care of everything cooking, shopping laundry she was super, Later she came to the states with Les and Peggy.

Nothing exciting happened at work the rest of January and february so I will skip the work stuff. Some time in Feb of 87 I decided to move out and into my own apartment, A friend helped me find one and it was small but nice and we had pool small but a pool any way. The only thing wrong was that it was on a main street and traffic kept moving till after 10 PM But you get use to it.

March was coming up and time to get Nancy down to our Paradise, with the Help of a friend We looked for an Apartment which would be great for Nancy and I, we found one. First floor Living room, Dining room and kitchen. The living room had cement couches and steps to the dining room, the kitchen was pretty good , no more said. On the second floor two bedrooms and a bath. Nothing unusual about that pretty good beds plenty of windows and once again on a street, however this one was not so bad, but we were still behind locked gates. Oh by way the shower had an automatic 110V instant hot water heater, water on heat on, just don’t touch the fitting, that’s where the heater was ouch! I am now well established. Lets Go get Nancy.

Next time TACA to Houston and back.

Memorable assignments ,PART 3

2009-02-07T16:36:00.000-08:00

Here we go again, Here I am drinking beer and eating egg rolls, in a third world country with the bad guys doing bad things to the country. Welcome to San Salvador, El Salvador CA.

The hotel we were checked into was a 3 or 4 star hotel, that is before the Earthquake hit late in 1986, I don't know the magnitude but it shifted the hotel about 18 inches, collapsed a children's hospital, moved the US Embassy down the middle and cleared off the side of a mountain, that's not all just lots of damage. The room was nice and clean and was to American standards, The first night I slept well, and had a 6AM Wake-up call.

Up and at-Um Breakfast with Tino, We had breakfast and was as you would expect at a hotel but there was plenty of fruit, Fresh and tropical. Other than that it was really good and cheap.

One of our crew picked us up and headed downtown, our mission today was to process into the Embassy. We got there and went through security had our orientation got our badges and all that stuff. I mentioned before that the Embassy was split in half, sure enough there in the middle of the 2nd floor the hall had moved about 18 or 20 inches the hall was no longer straight.

We left the embassy and headed to our work sight. Illipongo AFB about 18 KM to the south of San Salvador. This was to be our route for the next 24 or so months.

Work is a four letter word! Here we are at the Air Base, our hanger was old, think it was used by Columbus on his journey across the Central American countries from the Pacific to the Carri bean, well maybe not but it looked like it tons of rust, dirt bird poop and lots of birds. You just could not keep them out.

Then to the job at hand, we were a team of 10 men, I would call us experts in the Helicopter field but I guess that could be debated, any way we had the Job. That was to perform scheduled maintenance on OLD Viet Nam era Helicopters which had been rebuilt once or twice, for their age really they were in good shape for as old as they were. This maintenance would be our routine for the rest of our tour in El Salvador. The first day, I experienced my first Tremolo, Earth Quake , a little one but the streets and buildings looked as if they were made of rubber, the poles swayed back and forth and the street went up and down, you have never lived till you ride a moving street.

Thats about all for the first day It was interesting to say the least, more next time
POP

Memorable assignments ,PART 2

2009-02-04T10:05:00.000-08:00

Nancy and I had been in Lake Charles La from since June of 1981 and we were happy being there but something was missing, work was not fun any more.

I had taken a Job with ERA and they had been there for about two or three years and were expanding. It was fun being part of a growing company and new things and equipment to explore I really enjoyed it. In 1986 most all the new toys dried up and routine set in, that's where the fun ended.

I had decided to take the job in El Salvador, Central America, Great, pays good, Great company and pretty good benefits. Myself and another replacement "Tino". left Houston first week in January 87 and the fun began.

It's a Three hour flight from Houston to San Salvador and TACA Airlines was a very comfortable airline to fly on, Boeing 737 fairly new and crowded. It seemed that every Native of El Salvador was returning with everything they could possibly load in bags and take on was really crowded. The meal was excellent and the drinks were also plentiful. First stop was Belize, we dropped off passengers and picked up a few. Then off to our destination.

The end of the trip, here we are "home" Tino and I were met by Ernie and we went to his house. It was strange It was late afternoon and didn't get to see too much. At Ernie's place we had a few cold Pilsner beers and Tino had brought some Egg rolls his wife had made they were very tasty considering they were cooked in Bacon grease which is all he had. While setting there you could hear Weapons firing and an occasional bomb or explosion. I thought to myself, what have I gotten myself into?
More to come!
POP

Memorable assignments

2009-01-11T07:24:00.000-08:00

Lets say I have been around the world and back again, and have had many great memories and experiences. Perhaps 1987 through 1989 were the best.

Let me post some back ground, I went into the Army at age 18 and retired at age 38 in 1972.
During that 20 years, I was in Korea twice, Germany twice and back to Korea again. During most of that period my first wife and I raised 6 great kids (Boys) and they all grew up and had families for that I am proud but that's not the story.

This is the story, My present wife and I were married in March 1981 and soon moved to Lake Charles, La for a Helicopter company. We bought property and a mobile home and settled in for what we thought would be a great future. I worked there for 5 years, we took the usual trips and vacations. We saw my wife's son and daughter graduate from High School and College on the same day that's hard to do but it got done.

In 1986 my job had become a real pain and was not fun any longer so I left there and went out on my own, Well that was not a really good idea and Jobs were really scarce. In December of 86 I got a call and they ask me if I was interested in going to El Salvador? Not knowing anything, I said yes. In January of 87 I packed up and left, My wife would follow me in four months.

As with most people, it takes skill to write, I didn't excell in that in High School so I will continue this later, I promise I'll try to be more interesting. LATER

NOW! WE have a problem

2008-11-23T17:43:00.000-08:00

Well folks, If you bought your manure forks, lets give our new President a chance with his Clinton Cabinet. We are going to have to use it to pick up the pieces that Clinton s crew didn't break before, and try to put them back together again.

OK People, let's don't pay any attention to the TIN hats who are supposed to be on our side, Build a New Party, have a plan and stick to it. Too many of our RHINO party members are too busy stuffing their pockets to pay any attention to us real people. To Steal a phrase from someone who claimed to be a true Republican and ending up as a RHINO. "If you always do what you always did, you are always going to get what you always got"

Let's don't waste this next four years fighting each other let's join hands and do some serious A$$ kicking and come out fighting in 2012. Are we really the Whimps they think we are? I don't think so.

Failure is no option team, Go get them.

wb
check out www.righttruth.typepad.com worth the time

If Obama wins!!

2008-10-27T18:28:00.000-07:00

If He wins, we are going to need this to clean up the mess! Buy yours now use the attached coupon!

VOTE VOTE VOTE, NOW!

POP

revised Ant and the GRASS hOPPER

2008-09-27T17:34:00.000-07:00

The Ant and the Grasshopper, 2008 edition
By Michelle Malkin • September 26, 2008 10:27 AM
My syndicated column today updates what used to be one of my favorite Aesop’s fables: “The Ant and the Grasshopper.” It’s been revised over the years (most famously by Jim Quinn in the 1990s), but the tale needed a new revision based on the stimuluspalooza/Mother of All Bailout frenzy of the last year. As with the shamnesty bill, even if the MOAB gets killed, I can guarantee you we’ll see more mini-MOABS.
Thrift is dead.
***
The Ant and the Grasshopper, 2008 editionby Michelle MalkinCreators SyndicateCopyright 2008
With what looks like imminent passage of the Mother of All Bailouts (following on the heels of a year’s worth of government-funded rescues of private homeowners, lenders, insurers, and the automakers), Washington has turned Aesop’s famous fable about prudence and hard work on its head.
The time is ripe for a revised 2008 edition of “The Ant and the Grasshopper:”

In a meadow on a hot summer’s day, a Grasshopper was chirping and carousing his time away. He watched scornfully as an Ant nearby struggled to store up large kernels of food and build a secure nest. The Ant pulled overtime shifts to pay off his loans and accumulate retirement funds for the future.
“Give it a rest,” the Grasshopper said. “Why bother saving and slaving and toiling and moiling? Let’s party!” The Ant demurred: “I am planning ahead for winter and you should do the same.” The Grasshopper blew off the Ant, squandered his supplies the rest of the season, and abandoned his home while on vacation (paid for by tapping every last cent of his home equity gain) instead of holding down a job.
When winter came, the Grasshopper’s pantry was empty and his shelter ruined from neglect. The Ant, weary from planting, harvesting, and stocking up for months, was dining comfortably in his nest.
Cold, hungry, jobless, facing foreclosure, and up to his two pairs of eyeballs in debt, the Grasshopper limped to the Association of Community Winged Insects for Rescue Now and demanded recourse. The office was swamped with thousands just like him. ACWIRN immediately put the Grasshopper to work registering dead ants as new voters.
Funded with tax dollars from the rest of the meadow’s residents, ACWIRN organized mass protests at the Bank of Antamerica, ambushed its top officials at their private homes, harassed their children, and demanded that the meadow’s politicians halt all foreclosures (”We must keep Grasshoppers in their houses!”) and outlaw discriminatory lending practices against starving, homeless Grasshoppers (”Well-stocked shelters are basic insect rights!”)
The banking industry capitulated; the Orthoptera Lobby secured hundreds of millions of dollars in housing earmarks and grants and counseling subsidies to support the Grasshoppers with the shadiest credit and employment histories. Antie Mae, the meadow’s government-backed home lending giant, fueled the push for increased insect homeownership in the name of biodiversity. Its executives cooked the books and headed for the hills. Katie Cricket and the Mainstream Meadow Media joined the grievance-for-profit circus, profiling Grasshopper sob stories and drumming up ratings as bewildered Ants wondered who was looking out for them.
The banks drowned in toxic debt. More Grasshoppers fell behind on their mortgage payments. Bailout mania and panic gripped the meadow.

Our little Ant, minding his own business, heard a knock on his door one late winter night a year later. It was his old, sneering Grasshopper neighbor. With ACWIRN’s presidential candidate, Barack Cicada, now in office, the Grasshopper had been hired by the meadow as a tax collector.
“I’m here to take your provisions,” the Grasshopper cackled.

But it was the Ant who had the last laugh. “I’ve learned my lesson,” he told his shiftless friend. “Why bother saving and slaving and toiling and moiling? I’ve spent all my savings. I’m walking away from my mortgage. Thrift is for suckers,” the Ant said as he headed out the door, leaving the Grasshopper empty-handed.

THINK ABOUT IT!
pop

Real Immigration!

2008-07-14T11:43:00.000-07:00

The Year 1907, over a hundred years ago............Read the print under the picture!

Theodore Roosevelt's ideas on Immigrants and being an AMERICAN in 1907. 'In the first place, we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man beca use of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the person's becoming in every facet an American, and nothing but an American...There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn't an American at all. We have room for but one flag, the American flag... We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language... and we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people.' Theodore Roosevelt 1907 Every American citizen needs to read this!

Just something to think about
POP

The LOW**Y Name

2008-05-28T10:31:00.000-07:00

Lowry
The Lowrys came from northern Ireland and certainly from Scotland before then. Lowry and Lavery in Irish is "O Labhradha". They are found in almost equal numbers in northeast Ulster where the sept originated. Their territory in mediaeval times was in the neighborhood of Moira, Co. Down. Branches of the sept were called Baun-Lavery, Roe-Lavery and Trin-Lavery, these epithets being the Gaelic adjectives ban (white), rua (red) and tran (strong).
The Lowry surname is also found in Ulster as a result of 17th century settlers arriving there from Scotland. Scottish families are found here under the spelling of Laurie as well. The Earl Belmore family is recorded as arriving from Scotland at the time and settling in County Tyrone, and he was said to be of the Laurie family of Maxwelton. The Scottish people from Ulster are often referred to as "Scot-Irish".
The first record of the name Laurie was found in Dumfriesshire around 1000 AD where the archives record several spellings of the name. Scribes and church officials spelt the name phonetically (from its sound) and thus we have the name variation found today. LAURIE, LAWRIE, LARRIE, LARRY, LAURY, LAWRY, LOWRIE and LOWRY are just some of the more commonly seen variations in Scotland and abroad. This was particularly true for the Lauries who moved to Ireland during the time of the Ulster Plantation of 1609, whose surnames throught time changed to Lavery, Lowry and O'Lowry. Other names associated with the Lauries are Bissett, Lavender and Green.
Clans from Scotland containing forms of the surname Lowry are GORDON (Septs include: Lawrie, Laurie) and MACLAREN (Septs include: Lawrie, Laurie, Lowery, Lowry).
Lowry (Lawrie and Lowrie) is an old Scottish name, for fox; it also means a crafty person.

COAT OF ARMS
VIRTUE IS ALWAYS FLOURISHING

Thought you would like to Know!
POP

Doing Well

2008-05-14T05:35:00.001-07:00

Works for Me POP

"LION HOUSE", Columbus Ga We lived there 1n 1957, It has been restored and preserved

Love POP

Sure Would Like to Retire

2008-05-13T05:52:00.000-07:00

Got my house in the country and my SWING now maybe I can retire

POP

FOOD FOR THOUGHT

2008-04-19T11:32:00.000-07:00

I am sorry..

Author: SNOPES says the so called writer did not say this! But needed to be said!

I am sorry that the last seven times we Americans took up arms and sacrificed the blood of our youth, it was in the defense of Muslims ( Bosnia , Kosovo, Gulf War 1, Kuwait , etc.)

I am sorry that no such call for an apology upon the extremists came after 9/11.

I am sorry that all of the murderers on 9/11 were Islamic Arabs. I am sorry that most Arabs and Muslims have to live in squalor under savage dictatorships.

I am sorry that their leaders squander their wealth.

I am sorry that their governments breed hate for the US in their religious schools, mosques, and government-controlled media.

I am sorry that Yassar Arafat was kicked out of every Arab country and high-jacked the Palestinian 'cause.'

I am sorry that no other Arab country will take in or offer more than a token amount of financial help to those same Palestinians.

I am sorry that the U.S.A. has to step in and be the biggest financial supporter of poverty stricken Arabs while the insanely wealthy Arabs blame the USA for all their problems.

I am sorry that our own left wing, our media, and our own brainwashed masses do not understand any of this (from the misleading vocal elements of our society like radical professors, CNN and the NY TIMES).

I am sorry the United Nations scammed the poor people of Iraq out of the 'food for oil' money so they could get rich while the common folk suffered.

I am sorry that some Arab governments pay the families of homicide bombers upon their death

I am sorry that those same bombers are brainwashed thinking they will receive 72 virgins in 'paradise.'

I am sorry that the homicide bombers think pregnant women, babies, children, the elderly and other noncombatant civilians are legitimate targets.

I am sorry that our troops die to free more Arabs from the gang rape rooms and the filling of mass graves of dissidents of their own making.

I am sorry that Muslim extremists have killed more Arabs than any other group.

I am sorry that foreign trained terrorists are trying to seize control of Iraq and return it to a terrorist state.

I am sorry we don't drop a few dozen Daisy cutters on Fallujah.

I am sorry every time terrorists hide they find a convenient 'Holy Site.'

I am sorry they didn't apologize for driving a jet into the World Trade Center that collapsed and severely damaged Saint Nicholas Greek Orthodox Church - one of our Holy Sites.

I am sorry they didn't apologize for flight 93 and 175, the USS Cole, the embassy bombings, the murders and beheadings of Nick Berg and Daniel Pearl, etc....etc!

I am sorry Michael Moore is American; he could feed a medium sized village in Africa .. America will get past this latest absurdity. We will punish those responsible because that is what we do. We hang out our dirty laundry for the entire world to see. We move on. That's one of the reasons we are hated so much. We don't hide this stuff like all those Arab countries that are now demanding an apology. Deep down inside, when most Americans saw this reported in the news, we were like - so what? We lost hundreds and made fun of a few prisoners. Sure, it was wrong, sure, it dramatically hurts our cause, but until captured we were trying to kill these same prisoners. Now we're supposed to wring our hands because a few were humiliated? Our compassion is tempered with the vivid memories of our own people killed, mutilated and burnt amongst a joyous crowd of celebrating Fallujahans. If you want an apology from this American, you're going to have a long wait! You have a better chance of finding those seventy-two virgins.

Have a good weekend, POP

Pass this on to your friends if you agree. If not, I am sorry I offended you by passing on the facts.

Just for Smiles

2008-03-16T16:16:00.000-07:00

HELP!

I am lost and I have gone to find myself.

If I should return before I get back

Will you please ask me to wait until I return!!

Have a good week, Love to all PoP

It would really be nice if!!!!!

2008-02-27T17:23:00.000-08:00

WOULDN'T IT BE GREAT TO TURN ON THE TV AND HEAR
GEORGE W. BUSH GIVE THE FOLLOWING SPEECH?
My Fellow Americans:

As you all know, the defeat of Iraq regime has been completed. Since congress does not want to spend any more money on this war, our mission in Iraq is complete.
This morning I gave the order for a complete removal of all American forces from Iraq. This action will be complete within 30 days. It is now time to begin the reckoning. Before me, I have two lists. One list contains the names of countries which have stood by our side during the Iraq conflict. This list is short. The United Kingdom, Spain, Bulgaria, Australia, and Poland are some of the countries listed there. The other list contains everyone not on the first list.
Most of the worlds nations are on that list. My press secretary will be distributing copies of both lists later this evening. Let me start by saying that effective immediately, foreign aid to those nations on List 2 ceases immediately and indefinitely. The money saved during the first year alone
will pretty much pay for the costs of the Iraqi war. The American people are no longer going to pour money into third world Hell-holes and watch those
government leaders grow fat on corruption.
Need help with a famine? Wrestling with an epidemic? Call France. In the future, together with Congress, I will work to redirect this money toward solving the vexing social problems we still have at home.
On that note, a word to terrorist organizations Screw with us and we will hunt you down and eliminate you and all your friends from the face of the earth.
Thirsting for a gutsy country to terrorize? Try France, or maybe China.
To Israel and the Palestinian Authority. Yo, boys. Workout a peace deal now! Just note that Camp David is closed. Maybe all of you can go to Russia for negotiations.
They have some great palaces there. Big tables, too.

I am ordering the immediate severing of diplomatic relations
with France, Germany, and Russia. Thanks for all your help, comrades. We are retiring from NATO as well. Bon chance, mes amis. I have instructed the Mayor of New York City to begin towing the many UN diplomatic vehicles located in Manhattan with more than two unpaid parking tickets to sites where those vehicles will be stripped, shredded and crushed. I don't care abou whatever treaty pertains to this. You creeps have tens of thousands of unpaid tickets. Pay those tickets tomorrow or watch your precious Benzes, Beamers, and limos be turned over to some of the finest chop shops in the world.
I love New York.
A special note to our neighbors. Canada is not on List 1 or List 2. Since we are likely to be seeing a lot more of each other, you folks might want to watch your step. Mexico is on List 2. President Fox and his entire corrupt government really need an attitude adjustment. I will have a couple extra tank and infantry divisions sitting around. Guess where I am going to put em? Yep, border security.
So start doing something with your oil. Oh, by the way, the United States is abrogating the NAFTA treaty – starting now.
We are tired of the one-way highway. It is time for America to focus on its own welfare and its own citizens. Some will accuse us of isolationism. I answer them I'll be saying, "darn tootin."
Nearly a century of trying to help folks live a decent life around the world has only earned us the undying enmity of just about everyone on the planet. It is time to eliminate hunger in America. It is time to eliminate homelessness in
America. It is time to eliminate World Cup Soccer from America.
To the nations on List 1, a final thought. Thanks guys. We owe you and we won't forget. To the nations on List 2, a final thought. Drop dead. God bless America.

Something to think about

2008-01-25T07:43:00.000-08:00

Just a thought... Borrowed from

http://wwwwakeupamericans-spree.blogspot.com/

The Bill Of NO Rights

We, the sensible people of the United States, in an attempt to help everyone get along, restore some semblance of justice, avoid any more riots, keep our nation safe, promote positive behavior, and secure the blessings of debt-free liberty to ourselves and our great-great-great-grandchildren, hereby try one more time to ordain and establish some common sense guidelines for the terminally whiny, guilt ridden, delusional, and other bed wetters.We hold these truths to be self-evident: that a whole lot of people are confused by the Bill of Rights and are so dim that they require a Bill of No Rights.

ARTICLE I: You do not have the right to a new car, big screen TV or any other form of wealth. More power to you if you can legally acquire them, but no one is guaranteeing anything.

ARTICLE II: You do not have the right to never be offended. This country is based on freedom, and that means freedom for everyone - not just you! You may leave the room, turn the channel, express a different opinion, etc., but the world is full of idiots, and probably always will be.

ARTICLE III: You do not have the right to be free from harm. If you stick a screwdriver in your eye, learn to be more careful, do not expect the tool manufacturer to make you and all your relatives independently wealthy.

ARTICLE IV: You do not have the right to free food and housing. Americans are the most charitable people to be found, and will gladly help anyone in need, but we are quickly growing weary of subsidizing generation after generation of professional couch potatoes who achieve nothing more than the creation of another generation of professional couch potatoes.

ARTICLE V: You do not have the right to free health care, regardless of what Hillary thinks. That would be nice, but from the looks of public housing, we're just not interested in public health care.

ARTICLE VI: You do not have the right to physically harm other people. If you kidnap, rape, intentionally maim, or kill someone, don't be surprised if the rest of us want to see you fry in the electric chair.

ARTICLE VII: You do not have the right to the possessions of others. If you rob, cheat or coerce away the goods or services of other citizens, don't be surprised if the rest of us get together and lock you away in a place where you still won't have the right to a big screen color TV or a life of leisure.

ARTICLE VIII: You don't have the right to demand that our children risk their lives in foreign wars to soothe your aching conscience. We hate oppressive governments and won't lift a finger to stop you from going to fight if you'd like. However, we do not enjoy parenting the entire world and do not want to spend so much of our time battling each and every little tyrant with a military uniform and a funny hat.

ARTICLE IX: You don't have the right to a job. All of us sure want all of you to have one, and will gladly help you along in hard times, but we expect you to take advantage of the opportunities of education and vocational training laid before you to make yourself useful.

ARTICLE X: You do not have the right to happiness. Being an American means that you have the right to pursue happiness - which by the way, is a lot easier if you are unencumbered by an overabundance of idiotic laws created by those of you who were confused by the Bill of Rights.

Just something to think about, I didn't write this, see the link above for some good reading.

POP

Think about this,

2008-01-17T12:43:00.000-08:00

Marianne sent this, thought it was worth sharing with our family

This picture was created by over 18000 officers and men in 1908

I don't know if we can find that many men to stand still now.

POP

Night Before Christmas

2007-12-09T09:07:00.000-08:00

T'was the night before Christmas.... A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child. "What are you doing?" I asked without fear, "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve, You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift, Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.. To the window that danced with a warm fire's light Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right, I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night." "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line, That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me, I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December," Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers." My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ', And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while, But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile. Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag, The red, white, and blue... an American flag. I can live through the cold and the being alone, Away from my family, my house and my home. I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet, I can sleep in a foxhole with little to e at. I can carry the weight of killing another, Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.. Who stand at the front against any and all, To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright, Your family is waiting and I'll be all right." "But isn't there something I can do, at the least, "Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast? It seems all too little for all that you've done, For being away from your wife and your son." Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret, "Just tell us you love us, and never forget. To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone, To stand your own watch, no matter how long. For when we come home, either standing or dead, To know you remember we fought and we bled. Is payment enough, and with that we will trust, That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."

PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.
LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN 30th Naval Construction Regiment OIC, Logistics Cell One Al Taqqadum , Iraq

New Baby in the Family...

2007-10-09T23:17:00.000-07:00

Jayden James Maes has finally arrived. He is the newest edition to the Lowery family. He was born on Sept. 26th in Boise Idaho. Jayden is Sandy's 2nd grandson thanks to her daughter and son-in-law, Desiree and Jason Maes. They also have a son named Bryson who will be 2 years old on Oct. 25th.

Jayden James Maes

The first step

2007-09-05T17:48:00.000-07:00

Check your E-mail, then start posting, "blogging" it's fun and makes information sharing a-keeper. Try to figure it out it is easy if you read the directions.

Pappa Smurff

2007-08-20T20:40:00.000-07:00

Top picture was at redstone, on post, we left in 1965 for Beaumont and Germany

The second picture may be 1969, Farley elementary, We lived on Sandhurst drive, Had one scragly-assd tree in the front yard Google earth shows it aint grown a bit, Dam that dirt was hard Google earth 14007 sandhurst dr sw, huntsville al
POP

WHERE IN TIME?

2007-08-18T11:18:00.000-07:00

Can you guess where in time, and where were you at when these pictures were taken, Guess this Blog will be Memories, Enjoy,

POP

1978

2007-08-17T20:41:00.000-07:00

High School ended for me on May the 28th 1978. It was a Friday. My best friend Howard, who I had known since we were in the 6th grade, came from San Antonio to the graduation ceremony. Saturday, Howard and I left Port Arthur for a short trip to Florida. I never quite made it back to Port Arthur to stay.

Test post check it out

2007-08-17T14:04:00.000-07:00

guess we can try this one