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Mercy

The Dalai Lama said:   “My religion is very simple. My religion is kindness.”

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Quite often in life I have heard the words, “Oh Mercy Me.” Just what does this mean I ask. Well, in reading a recent book, 
“Mercy means that we no longer constantly judge everyone’s large and tiny failures, foolish hearts, dubious convictions, and inevitable bad behavior. We will never do this perfectly, but how do we do it better? How do we mostly hold people we’ve encountered with the understanding of a wise, caring mother who has seen it all, knows that we all struggle, knows that on the inside we’re as vulnerable as a colony of rabbits?”  A blogger I follow used those words from Anne Lamott’s new book, Hallelujah Anyway- Rediscovering Mercy.”  
That question (judgement of others,) is one I have recently been asking myself, very recently in fact. Especially when herself gives me that look. You all know what that look is, right?  _
The Oxford dictionary in it’s “Synonym Study” has this to say about Mercy:  If you want to win friends and influence people, it’s best to start with benevolence, a general term for goodwill and kindness. Charity is even better, suggesting forbearance and generous giving but also meaning tolerance and understanding of others. Compassion, which is a feeling of sympathy or sorrow for someone else’s misfortune, will put you one step closer to sainthood and showing mercy will practically guarantee it. Aside from it’s religious overtones, mercy means compassion or kindness in our treatment of others. 
Way back in 1971 Marvin Gaye wrote and sang about the Ecology and used that saying “Mercy Me.”
Whoa, oh, mercy, mercy me
Oh, things ain’t what they used to be, no, no
Where did all the blue skies go?
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east
Whoa, mercy, mercy me
Oh, things ain’t what they used to be, no, no
Oil wasted on the oceans
And upon our seas, fish full of mercury
Oh, oh, mercy, mercy me
Oh, things ain’t what they used to be, no, no
Radiation underground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying
Oh, mercy, mercy me
Oh, things ain’t what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land?
How much more abuse from man can she stand?
Oh, no, no, no
My sweet Lord
No, no, no, no, no
My, my, my Lord
My sweet Lord
Ecologically speaking, I get that look when I toss a recyclable in the trash can. “Oh mercy me, I’ve erred again.”
During this season of Christmas I shall make every effort to show a little “Mercy.” I’m not looking for Sainthood, just a little compassion and kindness towards others. If I don’t get “that look,” quite so often I’ll know I’m making progress with both people and recyclables.
May you all enjoy this Christmas season and may a bit of Mercy enter our hearts.

A Loss is a Win when with family.

Yes we went to the Egg Bowl, a 31-28 Ole Miss victory over granddaughter Abby’s beloved Mississippi State Bulldogs. Apparently someone forgot to let the dogs out.
On this Friday after, we celebrate Thanksgiving with Rachael, Sam and family who drove over from OKC, Kathy, Jeff, Abby and friends. We are blessed, even though State lost, we are winners for family and friends. To all our friends and family, happy day after from Columbus, Mississippi.

https://www.sbnation.com/college-football/2017/11/23/16681614/ole-miss-mississippi-state-egg-bowl-results-final-score-2017-highlights

Semper Fi/theRoster

The First Thanksgiving

A share from the Huffington Post.

https://m.huffpost.com/us/entry/788436

Happy Thanksgiving to all our friends and family from Our location in Mississippi.

Semper Fi

Foreign Lands

I am a subscriber to https://wordsmith.org
Each day I receive a new word with meaning, uses and the like as well as a thought for the day. Today the thought for the day was:  There is no foreign land; it is the traveller only that is foreign. -Robert Louis Stevenson, novelist, essayist, and poet (13 Nov 1850-1894) 
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Older US Embassy, Moscow

My sometimes segments of “Where’s Waldo like “Where in the World is Jeff Berthiame” came to mind when I read today’s post. As is only fitting in today’s world, the update on our families world traveler, he’s in Moscow doing what it is that he does. Obviously he is not with President Putin, as Mr. Putin is way across the Pacific with President Trump. Does strange bedfellows sound about right?
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I shall forever more think of myself as the strange man in a not so strange land.
From Anu Garg:
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with Anu Garg

Luggage? Check. Passport? Check. Travel guide? Check!
Looks like you’re ready for the trip. But we can leave all this behind, because we are traveling to the land of imagination. The land where places such as El Dorado and Xanadu exist.

We’ll visit places that started out in fiction, and live on in the English language.

This week we’ll see five toponyms (from Greek topos: place), words derived after names of fictional places.

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PRONUNCIATION:
(GRIM-gri-buhr)

 

MEANING:
noun: Jargon of a trade.

 

ETYMOLOGY:
From Grimgribber, an imaginary estate, discussed in the play Conscious Lovers (1722) by Richard Steele (1672-1729). Earliest documented use: 1722.

 

USAGE:
“Cracking speech, William: it was a fine specimen of grimgribber.”
Philip Howard; The Lost Words; Robson Press; 2012.

 

Just as a closing note, if I don’t write this stuff down, at my age I’ll forget it. Thanks again for stopping by.                                   What was today’s word again?  Oh yes, grimgribber!

58 Years of Regalement

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On Sunday November 12, 2017 roughly nine hundred meals will be served in sit down or take out fashion in the village of Allen Maryland. For those that choose to sit, it’s all you can eat, and eat they have for fifty-eight years. If it’s Take-Out you want, trust me when I say you will not go hungry. The Rooster and family first experienced this epicurean delight twenty-nine years ago. We’ve had friends and relatives plan visits around this event. My father would actually drive from Florida for a few years just for the experience. My daughter will pick up twelve meals for family members today. For me and mine it’s kind of like Meals on Wheels.

 Planning for this event which is the main fund-raising venture for the local Lions Club began months ago. Actual preparation is accomplished by Lions and volunteers from the community. A local town crier with help from the internet keeps everyone in the know for what and when is help needed. An example of these shout outs is below.

EMail from the command post – Come for the day or come for an hour – all hands welcome and appreciated at the Allen Community Hall as we head down the home stretch to tomorrow’s 58th Annual Beef Dinner by the Allen Lions Club.  We’ll be boiling macaroni and packaging sides for carry-outs today – plenty of work to do , lots of variety, some sit down jobs. Come on down, enjoy the fellowship, and be part of a grand and glorious tradition! (Thanks for those middle of the night messages Melissa.)

Frank Knowles organizes tins of sweet potatoes for the oven and the peelers get rid of the skins.

Earlier in the week the Mrs. and I put in a few hours working with others baking and peeling 13 bushels of Sweet Potatoes. The Mrs. spent another day with our daughter and others making the gravy for the Mac and Cheese. There was a night for Turnip peeling and another for Stewed Tomatoes. Years ago the tomatoes were peeled, but now #10 cans of the slippery critters already peeled seems to work just fine. Ms. Pauline Nichols would certainly have a fit that they are now using tomatoes without skins were she still with us. Peggy Ford now rules over tomatoes with Crystal Judd as her faithful assistant. Carol Hobbs does  the Mac & Cheese and Lucy and Lynn Davis have their hand in just about everything.

I would be remiss if I failed to mention the dynamic duo of Frank and Susan, ever quiet, always there. And God Bless John Culp for playing Uber to get Ms. Sue Malone there so she could peel the Sweets, eat a biscuit or two and enjoy a hot bowl of soup. There would be an Aggie, Linda, Al, Chuck, Paul, Scott, Peter, King Lion Bruce and so many others, you know who you are, always pitching in here, there and everywhere.

When all of you get home tonight, remove your shoes and finally get to put your feet up, please know your efforts are most appreciated. This meal which brings so many together to prepare creates our own recipe for community greatness.

The fires burned late in the pit the night prior, with close to 1200 pounds of beef cooking down in the pit. When the last dish is cleaned and tables put away, the Village of Allen came together today. Every year for the past 58, a Pit Beef dinner filled many a person.

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Drive thru window staffed by Don, John and Frank

Bag Ladies of Allen.

The kitchen, a Bee Hive of activity. Cutting, stirring and packing to get the job done.

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Rick, Rickie and the Pastor seem happy and well fed.

Multi function stations, fixing sides, doing dishes and passing the food to the drive bys.

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I’m ready to sit down and eat mine.

When all of you get home tonight and remove your shoes and finally get to put your feet up, please know your efforts are most appreciated. This meal which brings so many together to prepare and break bread together creates our own recipe for community greatness.

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To all who helped make this event so special, cheers.

I guess it does take a village and our’s is special, thank you Allen.

Veterans Day 2017

 

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As this Veterans day ends I thank my wife for keeping the home fires burning. I thank my father for helping to liberate the Philippines in WW II. Thank you daughter Kathryn, Air Force & Navy and son Matthew, Marine Corps for your service. Granddaughter Samantha and Husband Zed, Captains both, serving today in the Air Force. Thank you grandson Kevin for your service and upcoming graduation from Basic Training, U.S. Army. Thanks PJ nephew John up there in the Alaska cold with the Air Guard. Your PJ slogan speaks well for all, “These Things We Do, That Others May Live.”  May my Navy brothers in-law Billy and Johnny rest in peace with all those others who gave so much. To all our brothers and sisters, thank youfor your service. And finally, to my fellow Viet Nam era Veterans, Welcome Home.
I guess you could say we’re a military family.

As we honor all who served and those that kept the home while they were gone, try to think just where we’d be, if everyone had taken a knee.

W. Lee Fiddler, USMC/CT Army National Guard

Sharing granddaughter and family

 

As many of you know Sam is one of nine grandchildren and has provided herself and the Rooster with four great-grandchildren. I find it much easier to cut and paste to keep those who wish to be up to date on their goings on. So if you’re at all interested in the Oklahoma Sextet read on.

Sam and her husband Zed are graduates of the U.S. Air Force Academy and Captains on active duty in the Air Force stationed at Tinker AFB, OKC, OK.

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Come next week we shall travel to Oklahoma for a CT grandson’s graduation from Army basic training at Ft. Sill (Congratulations Kevin) . We will also spend a few days in OKC and visit those Grands, and Greats.

I would also like to add that November is NATIONAL AMERICAN INDIAN HERITAGE MONTH.

To all who stop by on occasion, thanks for looking in on the Rooster’s chicken scratching. Thank you Samantha for making my blogging a bit easier. Oh, did I mention today is the 242’nd birthday of the United States Marine Corps?

48 Strong

This weekend brought another Davies vacation. This time we set out for Altamont, Utah. We left Thursday morning and set out, arriving in Vernal, Utah just before midnight. It wouldn’t be a Davies vacation if we didn’t stop at a Roadside America Stop. This trip it was Rock City. We stayed with Zed’s Aunt and Uncle who have housed us many times on our trips across the country.

Friday we worked on Zed’s masters program, the kids played with the farm animals (horses, dogs, and goats) and then they and Zed went to the Dinosaur museum. Ana is currently obsessed with dinosaurs, her favorite being long necks and triceratops. I stayed back with Zoe and spent some time with Zed’s aunt. We were then off to Hidden Springs Ranch in Altamont.

If you’re ever looking for a great place for a wedding or reunion location, it’s perfect. It sleeps 92 people, has trap shooting, a rock wall, acres to ride ATVs on, a pool, basketball/volleyball court, and good-sized game room. It was a gorgeous lodge with even better views.

Friday night was filled with catching up and great food. Brisket from Country Natural Beef, homemade scallop potatoes, green beans and rolls. The best part of the meal was Grandpa Davies’ Dutch oven poppy seed cake. Zed and I may have taken half of it with us for the road trip back. The kids went swimming in the hot tub and bedtime was close to midnight.

Birthday day! I started my day with a kiss from Zed then I headed out for a run, 2 miles. Ana was half way through a huge waffle when I got back and Zoe was enjoying the whipped cream on top of Zed’s. Dax had already finished bacon and eggs and Mia decided on a banana. After breakfast we got ready for our day of fun. People started sticking cloths pins to me every time I said someone’s name in my family. It took me a little bit to notice I was the only one collecting pins and realized it was a birthday thing. The boys set out to shoot skeet and Mia insisted on joining; she was the “puller”. Once I reached 27 pins I received my gift, a spa bundle complete with a massage. My sister-in-law is a massage therapist. When in Bend, OR look up sole foot bar and schedule a session. Zed’s aunt scheduled a photographer and the full picture had 48 people in it. We played some fun games and had some amazing steaks.

Sunday brought packing up and saying goodbye. Dax went with ‘ parents for a fun week at the ranch. We set out with the girls and spent the night in Colorado with Zed’s sponsor family from the Academy. We drove the rest of the way home on Monday, completing a successful family vacation. Part of the drive home was stopping at a “cano” in New Mexico. Capulin Volcano last erupted 60,000 years ago and the girls absolutely loved hiking it’s rim and bowl. Zed had a great time with his brothers and I had a great time with my sisters and getting to know, hopefully, sister #4.

Next adventure…Tulsa.
-S