About Everything – About Nothing – About Everything In-Between! But Mostly “Out of My Mind!”
Across the Nims River…
Blue Battalion, Company A…
A pillbox, a bunker in the woods…
Heavy fire…
No time to think…
Taken…
But at great cost!
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The 304th Infantry, Forward
In honor of Frank E Knapp, Regimental Chaplain’s Assistant
Father-in-Law
“To all those and to scores of others, who are, unfortunately, too numerous to mention!”
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Originally posted by Judy Barbera…
This boy was very lonely. His parents did not give him much love and attention. So he had to play alone by himself most of the time.
He had a brother and a sister. They were older than him. And they also ignored him most of the time.
He wanted to make new friends when he went to the park to play. His parents went with him and watched him play and stayed with him. Still, he tried very hard to be happy.
He was a wonderful boy. A wonderful boy trying to be happy. Trying to have friends. Trying very hard in school to be perfect.
He wanted a wonderful life because he really liked people. Because his parents were not always nice to him, he became interested in the people he met in his town.
But eventually, the little boy prayed and somehow found Jesus. Who walked with him and became his very dear close friend for the rest of his life.
Ever notice that as men age their hair thins on top, but it grows like wildfire everywhere else!
Eyebrows to their hairline. Growing out their ears, nose and sticking up like trees on the top of their heads.
I say, “Do you want to look five to ten years younger? Get a pair of scissors and trim away, please!”
One time I looked in the mirror and there was a ‘proud as punch’ two inch hair sticking out of my right ear.
I guess because it didn’t want me to walk into a wall or have trouble squeezing through a door.
So! Trim away that hair, please!
When you get a hair cut, say at a hair cuttery, they will ask, “do you want you eyebrows trimmed?”
And I like to reply,
Yes, indeed! Trim my eyebrows. And also scratch my balls! Please!
Not! LOL!
For a cartoon highlighting my point, look at my previous post.
It will be a catastrophic conflict, seen as likely to destroy the WordPress world and the blogging race!
“Pray tell, why the Armadillo?” You ask!
Well! Why not!?
🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
This photo was taken July 1971 on the east coast of Nova Scotia, Canada. For me, it invokes the feeling of a nostalgic Andrew Wyeth painting.
Andrew Wyeth is considered one of the greatest and best-known U.S. artists of the middle 20th century.
He was a ‘realist’ regionalist style painter of rural landscapes and people. And for me, his paintings invoke romantic notions and strong family feelings.
He was aptly dubbed “painter of the people.”
Am I right, completely bonkers, or is it just little old blurry-eyed me?
“Breezy in Nova Scotia”
My wife asked,
When did you start your adventures in art?
Well, if that’s what it is, I started as a wee baby. My first medium being potty art. Unusual shapes and colors which pungent odors throw in here and there for special effect. And some of my diapers were pure masterpieces. But they had to be discarded for health reason.
I did some oil painting when 10 or so and the pretty much stopped until I did an oil painting in 1968 for some unknown reason.
I then entered a big artless void until recently, being in retirement and bored an such. Mainly just scribbles, dribbles, doodles and unplanned stuff proving I’m a bit off my noodle.
Since I’m rapidly approaching 80. I’m sure I will return to my first ‘baby medium.’
This time, old-age, senile Potty Art!
Yes! What goes around comes around!
But this time it’s not as round and occurs less frequently I fear!
Santo and Catherine Merlino Barbera’s wedding photograph. Ah the joy and bliss of that wedding day is truly overwhelming as can be seen in this photo!
This photograph was taken shortly before the 1908 Great Messina Earthquake which occurred on 28 December. It had a 7.1 moment magnitude.
Messina and Reggio Calabria, Southern Italy were almost completely destroyed and an estimated 75,000 to 200,000 lives were lost.
My grandparents then migrated to America shortly after the earthquake.
I’ve always had one question in my mind about the wedding.
Did the earth also shake on their wedding night?
Well, it must have cause I’m here!
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