Thursday, December 31, 2009

What's Happening

"Death is better, a milder fate than tyranny." ~ Aeschylus

Ok. So here's what's been happening:

Those of my readers who have been reading this blog long enough may remember I have written about my Father-in-law a couple of times. If you haven't, you may read the first piece I wrote about him here.

Well, on Monday, December 21, CPO Robert (Doc) Johnson took his final voyage, and is now resting in the loving arms of his Heavenly Father.

My wife had just returned home from a doctor's visit, and found him on the floor of his bedroom. Apparently, he had fallen either getting into bed or getting out. Her friend and her got him back up on his bed whereupon he complained of having difficulty breathing. he then stopped breathing. My wife's friend administered CPR, and was able to bring him back temporarily, but he passed out again. The paramedics arrived, continued to administer CPR, placed him into the ambulance, but he was dead upon arrival at the hospital. He had suffered a cardiac arrest and went quickly, apparently with little or no suffering.

We celebrated Christmas but it was understandably subdued. His absence diminished the usual joy of the celebration, but we soldiered on. We felt he would have wanted it that way.

My wife asked me to write his obituary, which I did, and it was a very nice one, although I feel I didn't do him justice. The funeral home informed us that the local newspaper charged a fee for every line printed in the paper, so I had to edit the obit even further to meet budget.

That seems a little bit unfair to me. I wrote the obituary. Seems to me, if there is a fee for printing it, they should pay me for writing an article for them. They have staff people they pay specifically to write obits. I know they don't demand payment from their staff for writing obituaries. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. It just seems wrong to me.

Anyway, the final draft seems a rather inglorious tribute to one who deserved so much better.

This is the original obit I wrote:

Robert Pierce (Doc) Johnson

On Monday, December 21, Robert Pierce (Doc) Johnson went home and is now resting peacefully in the loving arms of his Heavenly Father. He was 87.

Doc was born November 3, 1922 in Fredericksburg, Virginia, the ninth of twelve children, to Philip Edward Johnson and Lillian Sullivan Johnson. He grew up in Chatham Heights, and was a lifetime resident of Fredericksburg.

He joined the Navy on his 17th birthday and served gallantly in World War II, surviving the sinking of his ship, the USS Colhoun, off the coast of Guadalcanal. He served 20 years in the Navy as a Chief Petty Officer, and upon retirement, worked another 22 years at Dahlgren Naval Surface Warfare Center as a supervisor in the ordnance department and eventually retired at the Shell house. He then worked at the Fredericksburg Auto Auction for an additional 18 years, retiring finally at the age of 80.

Doc was preceded in death by his loving wife of 58 years, Virginia Howard Johnson, and by his brothers, Sidney, Larry, Melvin, Woodrow, Eugene, Samuel, Leonard, Edward,, and his sister, Elizabeth J. Weisner.

He is survived by his precious daughter, Patricia Anne Johnson ******, her husband Mark of Fredericksburg, and two brothers, James Johnson of Monterey, Virginia and William Johnson of Fredericksburg. He is also survived by his sister-in-law, Virgie Howard, brother-in-law Carlton Howard, numerous nieces and nephews, and his 5 constant companions, dogs Holley, Suzie, Katie, Cody, and cat, Muffy.

Doc is also survived by his “special” daughter Stacy Lynch Muehlhauser, who cared for him with love and compassion.

Mr. Johnson’s life was defined by his unshakable faith in God, unconditional love for his family, and undying devotion to his country. He once said of his service in the Navy, “We weren’t special. We were just doing our job”, an attitude that in itself, made him a very special man indeed.

He will be missed by all who knew him, but we are comforted by the knowledge that he will celebrate Christmas forever with his wife, siblings and parents.

Then there were the usual announcements of time and place for the viewing and the funeral.

On Tuesday this week we had the wake. But before the wake, my wife and I had to begin packing and moving from our senior citizen's community apartment into her father's house. We will be living there from now until we decide what we will do with it later.

Just 3 hours before the scheduled viewing time, while walking out of the house to grab another item off the truck, I apparently stepped onto the edge of the step, felt my ankle roll, and tumbled to the ground. I suffered a severe sprain to my right ankle.

Too late to go to the emergency room and still be on time for the wake, my wife wrapped my ankle with an Ace bandage, and I attended the wake, and subsequently, the next day's funeral, on crutches.

I am still in severe pain. There has been no time to see a doctor. I am hoping the ankle will heal well enough that I will be able to return to work after my bereavement leave is up. Fortunately, I was already scheduled for the next two days off immediately after the bereavement leave, so that will give me a couple of more days to mend. At this point, I feel like I may never get better. It's frustrating.

In the meantime, we have to be vacated from our apartment by the 31st, and I cannot walk. I can't do anything to help in the moving process, so hopefully, the two friends we have who have volunteered to help us move will be able to complete the task for me.

I really hate to have to let others do the job I'm supposed to do, but I am incapacitated at this point.

So, as one can see, I've been a little busy lately, and haven't had much time to blog.

Not that I would have written anything anyway. There is only so many ways and times that I can express my outrage at the direction Obama is leading this country. I feel that anything else I have to say would be redundant. Everyday is the same. Obama appears on TV everyday, and announces in the most innocuous terms that he is going to make yet another power grab or yet another conciliatory gesture to our enemies.

It has become expected. The death of democracy in America has become mundane. There's nothing I alone can do. It will take a concerted effort, or even a revolution to stop this spiral into fascism.

All I can do is watch.

Rush Limbaugh was admitted to the hospital with severe chest pains, and the Liberals are peeing their pants with glee.

If I hear another Liberal tell me how compassionate and caring Liberals are, he'd better be able to outrun me.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Christmas 2009

"And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord." ~ Luke 2:10-11

With all the forces of darkness hard at work all around us, sometimes it's difficult to remember Who's really in control.

At Christmas time, Christians celebrate the birth of Jesus, the rightful King of this world.

Often we need to be reminded of the lesson contained within the words of this song, particularly when our country's leaders seem so bound and determined to destroy this great country.

And in despair I bowed my head.
"There is no peace on Earth", I said,
"For hate is strong
And mocks the song of
Peace on Earth goodwill to men".

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep,
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep.
The wrong shall fail,
The right prevail,
With Peace on Earth, goodwill to men."

There is still hope as long as we remember God is not dead, nor doth He sleep.

To all my fellow bloggers and friends, I say unto you, this day,

Merry Christmas!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

A New Favorite

A long lost high school classmate posted this on Facebook this morning. I had never heard of this guy, but he is exceptional. I just had to post it here.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Gore A Fraud. Who Knew?

"Oh what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive!" ~ Sir Walter Scott

From the article linked to in my previous post entitled "Irony":

"Al Gore’s office admitted yesterday that a percentage he quoted on polar ice melting in a speech was not actually supported by science."

What should we do with (or, more to the point, to) AlGore?

Other con-men (such as Bernie Madoff) have been convicted to life imprisonment for perpetrating fraud on a much smaller scale than Gore's.

Can the punishment even begin to fit the crime in this case?


"That's funnier than a deaf mute playin' Bingo, Gettin' bingo, and tryin' to holler out Bingo." ~ Larry the Cable Guy

The news just keep getting funnier and funnier as Obama and his legion of empty-headed lemming-like Liberal followers continue pushing the envelope over the edge to complete absurdity.

This is what you won't hear from the so-called mainstream media regarding the big "Climate Change" (Global Warming) conference currently taking place despite sub-zero temperatures in Copenhagen, Denmark:

"The problem: despite some two years of planning, the United Nations organizers failed to come up with a way to fit the 45,000 people they registered for the conference into the 15,000 person capacity Bella Center. Oops.

This entire circus would be funnier if not for what is at stake: trillions of dollars in regulatory actions and billions of dollars in aid to developing nations. And, if there were to be some miracle and nations in attendance did sign an agreement, who would be in charge of monitoring all these agreed to carbon reductions and oversight of all that development aid? The same entity that can’t even figure out that 45,000 people won’t fit into a 15,000 person building; the United Nations."

You can read the rest here.

Somehow, it seems the irony of discussing solutions to Global Warming in freezing temperatures and monumentally poor planning by those geniuses who want us to believe they know what's best for us escapes the fawning media.

But wait! There's more!

All the news, be it from the radio, television, newspapers, magazines, and even Uncle Jay, have been repeating the line, "Obama accepts peace prize shortly after sending 30,000 more troops to Afghanistan".

The media seems to think this is ironic.

It isn't, for many reasons.

For one, he only sent a fraction of the troops General McCrystal asked for. This was not done to bring a victorious end to the hostilities. This was done so Obama can look as if he really has America's interests at heart. He wants those few ignorant bastards who still think he's their savior to continue to believe he is a leader.

It's all about Obama.

It always has been.

In other words, the increase in troops was all show to enhance Obama's supposed status as a world leader.

As is his attendance at the Climate Change (Global warming) conference.

For another, the Media continues to delude themselves (and, presumably, the American public) with the wrong-headed theory that war cannot bring about peace despite thousands of years of incontrovertible evidence to the contrary. Therefore, increasing the troops could conceivably bring about peace, although, as I already pointed out, in this case it is too little, too late, so it won't).

But, if it works, it truly would be an accomplishment actually worthy of a peace prize.

I have always suspected Obama is a closet Muslim on a mission to destroy America as we know it, and install some kind of Sharia law type nation, and nothing he has done or said so far has proven me wrong, so, if by some chance, the increase in troop strength does manage to bring about peace in the Middle East...

Well.... that would really be ironic.

Saturday, December 05, 2009

I'm Not The President....

(although I could do a much better job than the current resident of the White house) ...but the sentiment is nevertheless appreciated.

"Getting old ain't for sissies" ~ Bette Davis