Remember

Allison Krause

Jeffrey Miller

Sandra Scheuer

William Schroeder



One Mississippi

Two Mississippi

Three Mississippi

Four Mississippi

Five Mississippi

Six Mississippi

Seven Mississippi

Eight Mississippi

Nine Mississippi

Ten Mississippi

Eleven Mississippi

Twelve Mississippi

Thirteen Mississippi

In those thirteen seconds, 40 years ago on May 4, 1970. Those four people named above were shot by the National Guard. Killed because they did not agree with a war. Killed because they were exercising their First Amendment Rights. No one was charged with their deaths or of the injury of 9 other people.

In those thirteen seconds 9 other people were wounded. Making 13 people shot for each second a gun was going off.

In those thirteen seconds a sister, brother, son, daughter, friend, girlfriend, boyfriend, cousin, grandchild were killed.

In those thirteen seconds, lives were changed around the country.

In those thirteen seconds, people who questioned our government, had a true, blood red, right in front of them reason. It wasn't overseas anymore. It wasn't from seeing someone they knew come home from a thoughtless, political war. It was on their doorstep. It was in their face.



Injured for life:

Alan Canfora

John Cleary

Thomas Grace

Dean Kahler

Joseph Lewis

Donald McKenzie

James Russell

Robert Stamps

Douglas Wrentmore

In those thirteen seconds dreams, hope, trust, lives, and respect were shattered.

Remember them. Pray for them.

All in a days work

I've only been up for two hours, and in no particular order I have:

made breakfast
packed a lunch
saw people saved by Action Guy
sent off two of my guys for the day
raced a boat
met a rock star
doctored a local "circus guy" after a fall
put away dishes
started the last bit of my final paper


I need a nap already.

My dark secret.

I cheated. It started off so innocent. A little look here or there, or a little stare as I went by. Then one day, I paid to experience how it would be. Oh, yes, I not only cheated, but I dabbled in prostitution. Before I knew it, it consumed my every thought. I even started looking up things online.

I would say I am sorry, but we all really benefited from it. I mean, seriously...we all did. Well, everyone except for my Subaru. I just couldn't help but be tempted. Stow and go seats, better miles per gallon, the Johnny Rottens are farther in the back which means we get to talk without interruptions - which by the way, as much as I love The Weasel doing so well in school, it really s-u-c-k-s that I can't spell things out to J anymore.

Wait a minute! You know I was talking about our new van, right?!? I mean seriously, who could ever cheat on a man like J? Especially because I dislike cheaters - unless you are cheating on your car, then I'll help - I mean...encourage...ah crap. Seriously, people the man wears Carhartt. Need I say more?

Let me clarify that I do feel guilt. Mostly when J parked my Subuie behind the van and made it stare at the new mistress all night. But, oh sweet, baby...*sigh* I'll never go back to a car again..unless J gets me a sweet little BMW Z4 when I get my masters. We'll talk then. ;)

It's Earth Day

Our Earth is a gift to us from God. Take care of it. Please educate yourself about Global Warming. It is not a fad. It is not a political agenda. DO SOMETHING to improve what is given to us, so we can give something even better to the future generations.

Reduce, reuse, recycle. It really is that simple.

Mmmmmm Crow! Yummy!

I have found 5 gray hairs on the right side of my head, and I do believe that if I look closer that I'll find a couple more. So continue to read if you want to see me grovel.


Dear people with gray hair that I know,

You know who you are. I don't have to out you. I'm sorry. I mean I am really, super duper, from the bottom of my cotton pickin, cruel, ignorant, heart - sorry. I've told you that it doesn't matter. I've told you that gray hair doesn't mean you are old. Oh, the shame I feel now for being so inconsiderate of your feelings. It really doesn't mean you...er...we are old. J, it does look inexplicably sexy (sorry folks, but he is) on you. You see, you are a man and it just looks good. On women...well I'm finding not all of us can pull it off.

The madness is actually making me want to scratch down hair dye on my shopping list this morning. To think of all those years in High school and beyond that I spent dying my gray free hair! Precious natural hair color time wasted on vanity...oh crap. I'm getting set in my old ways apparently. Vanity you cruel beast, you.

Please forgive me friends. Please! If it makes you feel any better, in a quest to prove that I am not getting old, I tried to ride J's skateboard last night after he put new trucks and wheels on. Karma did not just bite me in the butt, it bit me all down my right side when I fell. I was standing on the board and then the next thing I knew I was on the ground watching the board sail away. Thankfully, Motrin keeps Karma's claws at bay. Kinda.

xoxo,

Crow lover.

Song time with The Ferret

"Hush little baby don't say a wurd.
Momma's going to buy you a mockinburd
If that mockinburd don't sparkle
Momma's going to buy you a camuuulle.

Is dat how the song goes, Momma? Or somethin' close?"

Need --- Want

Weasel came home with a paper with two wagons on it. On one side under the wagon, was the word want. On the other side, the word need was under the wagon. The teacher had the kids cut out pictures of food, a house, water, toys, candy, and games. The kids then had to place the pictures in the appropriate wagon.



I thought of that picture today as I looked around me. I'm sitting in a house that is warm, has clean water, is safe, and has food in it. I don't have to fear that my children will be shot or find an IED while playing outside. I don't have to pray that we might find the money to bring our child to the doctor if they are sick. I get to sit here and watch the trees blow back and forth with their delicate leaves without worrying if a wave will come with the storm and wash everything we have away. I don't have to worry about a hill coming down and wiping out everything that we have. We take so much for granted. Can we possibly wrap our minds around how it would feel to not have clean air, clean water, or to have extreme danger around us?

I'm so thankful to believe in a loving God. I'm so thankful that we have been blessed with what we have, and that we have the ability to enjoy what is around us.


Are you aware of the blessings? Have you ever thought about what would happen if you were in any of the situations I mentioned? What are your blessings? What are you thankful for?