Friday, July 30, 2021

SAD, thinking of Churches

 Memorable Vehicles from The Past:

 


For today:

Reading blogs kick in memories.  Some good some bad.

Today it was Victor’s entry about a country church.

Walking into an empty church and sitting down just to meditate, think or pray was part and parcel of my growing up. All of the churches except one my dad pastored was beside the church. That one church owned an old rundown house beside the church building. My dad insisted on remodeling that for the parsonage and saving the rent on the house the church was renting for the pastor. One of the things that ID’d my dad was his mantra, “WE do not waste God’s money!”

All that aside living by the church I watched many times as strangers or church members would stop by just to enjoy the quietness and reverence of a building built to honor God.

Of course as a boy, it was a place for me to sneak in and just play. I was cured of that by a sweet but mischievous mama. This particular church in Valdese, NC was all wood, no carpet and you could take off your shoes run and slide 10-15 feet down the main aisle. Even during the day it was dim inside. I was just finishing one of my long slides and started back for another when a ghostly figure under a white sheet rose up from the back between the pews. The noise it made was quiet but wild sounding like NOOOOOOOOOOO. I was out the back thru the SS rooms in a flash and never again played in the sanctuary!!

Yep, that was my sweet mama, such a wise woman. That was much better than a spanking.

But it is a sad testimony for our churches and the day in which we live. MOST CHURCHES I know of are locked and have alarm systems. So now you cannot enter sit and meditate unless the rector, pastor priest is present.

Joan of Arc in New Orleans French Quarter


It is a little different where the church is famous and part of the Tourist traffic. On one trip to New Orleans we went into the New Orleans Cathedral-Basilica of St. Louis King of France, (St Louis Cathedral) the oldest Catholic cathedral in continual use in the United States. I noticed our youngest son, found a seat and just sat there. It made me feel good seeing that. I enjoyed the feeling, feeling was that of a sacred place, much revered.

Yes, ‘tis sad the traveler, the work-worn person, cannot just walk in as in YESTERDAY and enjoy it’s serene quietness and converse with God.

Shipslog

PS: We cannot think of New Orleans with out remembering our favorite restaurant 'Cafe du Monde' and the chicory coffee and Beignets! 

Thursday, July 29, 2021

Clothes/wallets

 Memorable trucks from The Past:

 

I'm beginning to think about apple cider!

For today:

I find myself wearing the same clothes a lot. I have one short sleeve shirt I think I wear it to church all the time or when we are going out to eat.

I have switched to cargo pants for most of the time because of the side pockets when I carry my wallet. I think a lot of men have back problems because we are trying to carry in a wallet what ladies put in their purse. LOL

I look thru my wallet and try to leave some things behind, but I still keep all the cards so it stays too think, Not because of cash of course, but even in this day we still have at debit card and a credit card. Each if used is paid off every month.

We have RV club cards, discount cards, emergency RV cards, license registration, and insurance. Those alone make a bundle. So that is why I went to cargo pants so it is not in my back pocket. I tried my front pocket for a while, but that got bulky and odd looking..

Anyway I have a few pants and shirts that just feel better so I wear them until they are worn out. I have a pair of shoes that are about 40 yrs old, they are Florshiem (?) and good still. I have at least one shirt that is 40 yrs old. LOL. That one is worn out but I still put it on at times.

I think maybe it is because I wore uniforms for years so wearing the same thing daily is something I am used to.

I don’t think I have ever been driven by fads after my teen yrs of Ducks tails, pegged pants and flat tops.

I am still enjoying life and probably look a little odd, maybe old, now that I think about it. But I am enjoying myself. Life is too short not to try and enjoy it.

 

Shipslog

PS: you notice I didn't have much to talk about, but thanks for coming this  way.

Wednesday, July 28, 2021

Me?

 Memorable Automobiles from The Past:

 

Some of you  will remember the car built, One Piece at a time... That is sorta ME!

Notes concerning previous entry:

1. The USN has a standing tradition to bury its vets, retirees or active duty personnel at sea. The bodies are weighted so they will not return ashore. I know it is silly to most, but some of us do not mind feeding the fish vs worms. Many of our fellows have went down with their ships and are already there.

2. I don't think the Funeral director intentionally mislead Kat, but he was WRONG not checking deeper on her insistence.

NOW, For today:

I am so blessed to have folks who comment on this blog.

I started off yesterday’s entry just like above, then got side tracked to my sister Kat.

By mentioning comments and bloggers I was recalling the one I had just read by Myra.  Using the supposition that someone would look at this home in 50 years, what would they think?  The first thought inside my head was, “Someone would say, a crazy person lived here, he could not decide what he wanted to be or do!”

A Marine on his first tour
An Airman and his first son.

The pastor of the Moberly Church of God and his family

A sailor on his first tour 

A chief on his final tour

They would find stuff from 3 military services.  Enough Bibles to think I had been a preacher, then see the names inside several of them and think, ‘NO, he stole folks’ bibles!’


Something like the lady who was arrested for car theft. When she proven innocent she asked the Policeman why he thought she had stolen the car?

“Well ma’am I read you bumper stickers, ‘I love my Church’, Follow me there!’, ‘Jesus loves you’ and a couple more on LOVE. Then reading your lips you were cursing and giving the finger to the guy who cut off, I knew it could not be your car!”……….

Digging up evidence of the past. I remember we visited Williamsburg and once and took a tour to an excavation site. The guide was telling us how much we were learning from the digging. One of the tour group asked, “Don’t we have written information on life here? Things such as written history and actual letter describing life in Williamsburg?”

“Yes sir, we do have much in writing, but it is hard to tell if things are embellished or just not true in the writings! Digging we get the facts!”  (ARTIFACTS??)

My mind is saying WHAT? You dig up something and you must assume who had it, when they had it and what they did with it. With the writings you KNOW who wrote and WHEN!!

I am NOT against digging and archelogy, but I would prefer actual words of the ones who lived at that time.

My first little house as a builder. (Jack, Jim, Dick & KAT!)

The second house above,  Like the first one, Sherry & I did it all except the H/A/C
One of our last houses: By this time I was using some subcontractors also.

Anyway many people are like me, a ‘Jack of all trades and master of none,’ in this world. Shucks my life confuses me (and my girl) much less what it would do to a historian. LOL

Not only a brother to the wild goose, but I seem to always want to be where I ‘AIN’T’, I am not sure that is a good mind set, but I just can’t help it, ;-(  that is simply ME.

I did not say it, but I have had a beautiful lady who probably rolled her eyes many times over the years as my focus changed 'fairly often.' Some would say since she married me when I was 17, she could have raised me better! LOL

Shipslog

PS: Today would have been Paula’s 85th birthday, I miss her blog. Some people you just can’t help but like; Paula and Jean (of OPP) are two of ‘em!

 

 

Tuesday, July 27, 2021

Misunderstandings

 Memorable Automobiles from The Past:

 

President Harding in a Packard

For today:

I am so blessed to have folks who comment on this blog. This blog is not a journal as such, but just a collection of my random thoughts with some entries concerning my life. I am humbled and smile at times at your comments, life is good.

There are incidents that need to be recorded and others that are only 'tree leaves blown by the wind'. I remember when AOL Journals died, some copied all their entries and saved them, at times I wish I had, but I did not.

Misunderstandings that cost:

I have said good bye to my parents and siblings. One is especially memorable, concerning insurance. I called her "Kat." When I was a kid she was actually like a second mama to me.

During the discussion for the funeral of her deceased husband Dick, she handed the director the burial Ins. Policy; at the time she casually said, “I am covered by this policy also.”

After studying it for a moment, “No ma’am, you are not covered, this is only for Rev. Lankford.”

“Oh yes it is, my husband would not have told me if it was not true.”  Her son was with her and agreed with the  director, (who was an acquaintance of mine). The director kept the policy.

She then arranged and took out a paid-up policy for her funeral, $4000 or 5000 at the time.

She mentioned it to Shirl, who took the ball and ran with it. Having been an ins. underwriter and understood some of the ins and outs. Shirl chased it and even without the policy or #, found that Kat was covered, and retrieved a copy.

I then went to the director about recovering her payment. “Of course Jack, all she has to do is pay the premiums for the 2 months.”

THE PREMIUMS WERE $1000!!!! “WHAT BILLY???”

“It is what it is Jack, I’m sorry.”

 When I told Kat she said 'forget it' and changed the beneficiary of her policy to Shirl for finding the error.

Just after that, Sherry & I did some checking. Buying that policy is considered a bad financial investment.  Sherry and I called our NY Life agent and each took out an extra policy on each of us for $10K for burial. Those policies are now paid up and worth twice their orig value.  So we are “PAID FOR.”

Shipslog

PS: My girl can save herself some money and have a party if she will just call the USN and ask that I be ‘Buried at Sea!‘  They don’t charge for dropping off an old USN Chief somewhere on one of our ships as it crossed the Atlantic. They will send her the coordinates where I am dropped.




It won't be any ship I was on because they are all in mothballs.

 

Monday, July 26, 2021

Little things

Memorable little things:

For today:

Kitty Kallen hit the charts with "Little Things Mean a Lot" in 1954.  I remember it very well.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3qWRtLCfOI

Throughout life little things have always meant a lot.  At times the smallest of items, actions or personal completions just make you smile all over.

The hand wave in my youth was something else. When a local policeman took time to wave, hey that was a thrill. Then there was the fireman! AND then at the top for most boys was an engineer from the old steam engine as it chugged by; then there was the trucker!

Then my first ‘experiment’ wrapping a copper wire around a little flash light bulb, holding the light to the + post of a battery and touching the bottom with the other end of the wire, the light lit up!  WOW that was something to a 2nd grader.

There is a big construction job across from Mavrick’s house. He waves at the truck drivers. Now they hve stopped to shake his hand, the boss gave him an orange jacket and other stuff, that kid caught their hearts, I think he will remember that.  I know Matt and Kiersten will, the house stays dusty and cars red from the dust. LOL

A few weeks ago son Mark left a gob of dirt and rust here. You could tell by the shape it was a little 3” truck. It sat on the shelf in the basement for a while. THEN it got to me, I had to see it. I wish I had taken a picture of the GOB!

I soaked it in soapy water, then in Mineral spirits. One could tell it was a combo of metal and plastic. I scrubbed and scraped it. I could tell the name, it is a Buddy L toy, I have never heard of it, but evidently well built.

Here it is taken apart.

 

In the center above is first the windows (faded green) just above is the rusted body. I had already cleaned the little vehicle.



Now the finished rehab.  The finish is rough because it was most eaten by rust.







 

This little fellow is 4” long and about 1 ½ inches high. Fits in the palm of my hand.

 

Yep, sometimes it is the little things that tickle your funny bone.

 

Shipslog

Sunday, July 25, 2021

About Yard sales,

 Memorable Automobiles from The Past:

 I received this picture from Evelyn.  Don has been looking for another RV.  I agree he should get this one from 1958!!

(I do wonder if that ladder is legal???)  LOL

For today:

Yard sales have been our entertainment as we RV'd full time for 22 years. For so many years our reading was paperbacks and yard sales were mostly our supply ‘depot.’  To be honest some of my most prized clothes came from yard sales. The most I have ever paid for a new shirt is $12. Yard sales they are usually 50 cents.

Once at a yard sale I looked at a gentleman’s shirts for sale and saw the tags at $8. I said, “$8 is pretty high for a yard sale.”

He replied, “I paid $92 for that shirt you are looking at.”

I bought it. LOL I had NEVER had an expensive shirt. I have enjoyed it and it is nice.

We were at a yard sale in Florida during the time e-mails were just beginning to be used. I heard a lady talking about office e-mails. She had two big bosses at her job. One she liked and one she could not stand.   She meant to send one to the good guy complaining about the bad guy, mistakenly sent the e-mail to both! OUCH

In West Virginia we were walking up to a yard sale and a lady had a stroke while driving by. She went by us in the yard and plowed into the tables. One lady was injured enough to require a hospital.

A man asked in Vermont (upon seeing our car tag), “You drove up from Florida to go to yard sales?”

In Bangor, Maine I spied a Hearing aid still in the original package for 50 cents, batteries included. It worked as well as my VA hearing aids, it became my back up.

BUT… way back in the HILLS of Maine, we lucked up on a sale. I saw the first pince-nez eye glasses I had ever

 

seen. I just had to have them. The man was asking fifty cents, I didn’t even try to get them cheaper, LOL. They are in the original case with the Doctor’s name on them. The bridge is 10K Gold.  They are interesting. I have held them for a few years now. They are only a reminder of Maine and the wonderful folks there.

 

Shipslog

PS: I think pince-nez glasses were reading glasses. These seem to be very weak magnification.

Saturday, July 24, 2021

The difference in Boys and Girls

 Memorable Automobiles from The Past:


Live longer better, buy this stuff!!!!



For today:

I once told Sherry when she became a Christian, all the Lord had to do was dust her off a little, ME?  He had to use Lye soap!

Speaking of that, at hog killing time mama always used a lot of the fat to make lye soap.  Did you ever have to use lye soap at home? AT LEAST you must have heard the song of Grandma’s Lye Soap?

Do you remember grandma's lye soap?
Good for everything in the home,
And the secret was in the scrubbing,
It wouldn't suds and couldn't foam.

Then let us sing right out of grandma's, of grandma's lye soap
Used for - for everything, everything on the place,
For pots and kettles, the dirty dishes, and for your hands and for
Your face.

……………..

Want to know why girls are prettier than boys? Here is a picture of a shower area. The lower shelf is male, a bar of soap. That shelf just above is for the lady who shares that shower (at a different time!!! Just to clarify!)

 


Small things bring me some joy. I am thrilled when I can mold that old sliver of soap into my new bar and you cannot tell it was 2 separate soaps. I get a kick out of the results, if the color to the soap changes. (I usually grab the cheapest on the shelf) I would be willing to say that I have never thrown a bar of soap away, but always used it down to where I could mold it into my new one. (Yep, I am a cheap skate!)

I liked it when mama would get Ivory soap vs having lye soap, because IVORY SOAP FLOATS and I had a boat to play with in the tub.

That bruise or scar:

On the boy it must be SEEN, gotta brag a little.

On the girl, more make-up is required…

I think one of the worst things that ever happened is when the female life became RULED by models, fashion mags, and mags like Playboy. I have known girls and women who were sure they were ugly because their figure wasn’t 36-20-36 or something like that.  If their hair wasn’t a certain color or style.

I am not even going into clothes, bags and shoes.

Women take a lot of vitamins and SUPPLIMENTS.  I NEVER see men in that aisle except helping the lady find something. Hunting a specific vitamin and supplement is like an EASTER egg hunt. THEY ARE IN NO ORDER!

Those supplements must work, the girls do live longer.

But in the end, girls are the most attractive, and I am GLAD!

NiteShipslog

Friday, July 23, 2021

Facemasks? Baloney!! The gov’t ain’t telling me what to do!

  Memorable Automobiles from The Past:

 This would be a '68-'69 MAlibu (Chevy)


For today:

Probably not in the whole country, but at least around here I have heard it said about requiring FACEMASKS: “They can kiss my ---, no government is telling me what I can and can’t do!!!”

I get a big laugh out of that, since a big part of my life the government told me EXACTLY what I could and could not do, BUT of course I was in the military. LOL naturally I expected that, I had volunteered.

However as a civilian, I am still told what I can and cannot do, even in all this wonderful freedom. That is not said sarcastically, I mean it. Yep I am told what to do in many cases, but we still enjoy that GREAT FREEDOM.

Look around you, how much of your life is controlled by our government?

In 1955 I did not have insurance on my automobile.  It was not long until I was required to have Liability INS on my car or I could not drive it!

Besides that I couldn’t even drive a car unless I had a license issued by the state government.

Government even tells me how fast I can drive.  LOL  I can argue, but it will cost me a bunch.

I am not arguing for or against government, we all know the government DOES tell us what to do.  We agreed many years ago to allow our ‘Representatives’ to make laws for our own good, and the good of all, and they do.

We don’t like them all, but most of us do follow the ‘law’. WE CAN AND DO vote the dudes (and dudesses) out that go against the grain of the majority.

SOOO…. If our representatives or one that has been appointed by them suggests we wear a mask for the good of all, MOST OF US WILL DO THAT.

So YES, we can be told to wear masks if deemed it is safer for the majority to do that.  These rules are made for all.


I have told Sherry I do not feel it is necessary in our situation, but I am quick to say, “But we are not packed in a high-rise apartment building with hundreds of others in elevators and halls every day of our lives. These people are in contact daily with at least 100 people they may not know within 2 feet in a hallway/elevator/stairwell many times a day. That situation will not happen to us in 2 months.

So we abide by the rules (most of the time) but we still know we are exceptions.

NiteShipslog


Wednesday, July 21, 2021

Trends, bottled water

 Automobiles from another era:

 I enjoy these old shots.....


For today:

It takes a genius to turn a 93%+ profit on his finished product.

Much of my family drinks bottled water; as does most of society today. Me? I still use water fountains when one is near. I have no fear drinking water from our faucet. I assume that nowadays most folk drink bottled water. I am not here to throw stones, but to clarify ME. I have consumed water in over 20 countries, GITMO and several ships. I cannot remember drinking in Mexico, but knowing me I might have. Dentists there provide bottled water (for USA Citizens) for rinsing your mouth after work is completed.

It is publicized that water in Mexico is dangerous, but I didn’t see dead bodies lying around.  (Yeah that is sarcastic!) I understand one can consume something bad for them and built up a tolerance for it.

As a kid I drank from rivers, creeks and springs along with my dog. Now the rivers are cleaner than when I was a kid.

 I don’t see the reason to pay more for something to be bottled, that comes from my faucet.  I am not sure if folks give bottled water to their pets.  I am not sure who uses the ice made by your refrigerator from city/well water.

(NOTE)If water for sale does not cross state lines it is not controlled by the FDA.

Most companies that make and sell ice use the water from city or well lines. Cities monitor their water daily and MUST notify the citizenry if it falls below standards.

Bottle water in the USA is a 5.4++ Billion dollar business. Environmentalists, should think of the plastic that adds to our environment. (80% of containers are NOT recycled!) WE in the USA consume an average of 44-58 gallons of bottled water per year. Someone is drinking mine. LOL

For us there are exceptions, in an area where sulfur water is prominent or the water has a bad smell, I still do not fear it, just prefer not to smell it. LOL, If you are around it long enough you tolerate it and later just ignore it. We did that in Biloxi, MS when we lived there. At one time Florida had some stinking drinking water.

Now don’t get me wrong here. I don’t care if you boil every drop of water you consume. It doesn’t bother me if you only drink bottled water.  But please don’t look at me like I am drinking snake venom if I drink out of a water fountain or garden hose. ;-) I have survived over 82 years now. LOL

My soapbox for today, sorry to take up your time, but thanks for dropping by.

  Nite Shipslog

PS:  However, I sure would have enjoyed the profits in business that the water bottlers of today do (wish I had thought of it!  ;-)).

PS2: There are some folks who say I am just cheap! (There could be something to that. LOL)

 

Tuesday, July 20, 2021

October 4, 1957,

17Changes in travel:

From this:   DEC 1903

To this:

July 2021

 

For today:

I was somewhere in the Med or the Atlantic Ocean, I think. I heard about the Russian satellite, THE FIRST SPACE THING! It was a ball about the size of a beach ball and weighed about 180 lbs. Many people thought, “LOL, BIG DEAL!”



This morning, accidentally Sherry had the TV on. The Bezo’s flight was on TV, Blue Origins, AMAZING.  Yeah I know, it was a rich man’s joy ride, but what an amazing thing. Yes the money could have been spent to feed millions, Yes homes for the homeless could have been built, etc.  BUT I am sure if you checked the rich man’s records he has donated much to charities.

Okay, he did donate 100 million to ‘Feed America’ but to top that he donated $10 BILLION to charities.

Hey it is his money, I am not telling him where to spend it.

Okay, now back to this space thing. From the little satellite to landing on the moon, yeah, I know I am ignorant, I believe we landed on the moon. Now, to some space travel and maybe more cures for diseases by using space laboratories and more than my little brain can comprehend.

I guess I can understand someone doubting historical events. BUT, but, Can you imagine how many HUMANS must be involved in KEEPING A SECRET as big as some of the conspiracy theories?  Do we ever think of the millions of writers and reporters who would LOVE to break a story that would get them a Pulitzer? Some would give their right arm for it.  That old axiom “The only way to keep a SECRET is for only one person to know the it, when someone else knows, it will be exposed somewhere down the road….. Try to Consider THOUSANDS of closed mouth humans, “REMEMBER PEARL HARBOR, now REMEMBER DEEP THROAT, That story took a president down.

PLEASE REMEMBER THIS. The wording bothered some righteous people, but can you imagine the thoughts of Eisenhower and everyone who saw, first hand, the results of the holocaust. He said in disgust:

“Get it all on record now - get the films - get the witnesses -because somewhere down the road of history some bastard will get up and say that this never happened.”


― 
Dwight D. Eisenhower

I will not show the piles of dead bodies, but below is a shot of their shoes!!
Can you believe with all the proof on film, and personal records, YES today some will tell you the HOLOCAUST NEVER HAPPENED!

Denying Facts or TRUTH is the center of ignorance…… 

   Nite Shipslog

PS:  Space flight.... Isn't it amazing how the rocket body settles back to earth. WOW the advances in technology and abilities.