Beau Wann, Jr.
Good Morrow mine waltripians,
Just back from the jungles of borneo, or the Meek Memorial Orchard, whichever comes first...no rain...like them ol boys down at the weather bureau promised...we dont get some rain and soon, dont know how much longer we can keep the orchard growing...bout to lose all the blueberrys, lost more than half the blackberrys...the larger trees, peaches, pears, figs, olives etc, seem to be holding their own...already lost a large oak tree...not enough time or water pressure to water them all...got about 400 ft of hose set up, so have to water by hand...not enough pressure to run a sprinkler...I wonder if they make an in line booster pump...hmmmm...
It's hard work, to be sure...but it gives me time to listen to my mp3 and moldie oldies, plus commune with my Rhodes Scholar, the mellow yellow fellow, Coop dawg hisownself...He is pretty good company, doesnt say much, and generally agrees with everything I have to say...thats a good quality in a friend...we never argue...cant ask for more than that now can we...
And, a big plus, at least for the Guatamalans that hold their services at our church, I didnt baptize or drown any of em this go round...they dont do much singing...but they have a band, drums, guitar etc...bout all I can hear is the drums, but mostly the minister SHOUTING over the pa system about ol diablo, now my spanish is good enough to know who that is...and shouting a few halalujias...he really gets worked up sometimes...I've oft wondered which denomination of religion they are...havent seen any snakes or pisen...I have spoken to them, but mostly they just grin and wave and go on about their bidness...and I go on about my waterin...
Lots O stars out this late or early in the morn...lots O em winkin at me and Cooper...see a few bats from time to time...no UFOs...yet...the other guy that helps me water, or I help him, says he has seen and heard some strange things emanating from the empty church on Sunday nights...last Sunday night I watered, and I heard and saw nothing unusual...but he says he hears music, and voices and sees apparitions of sorts...now, he generally kills a 6 pack whilst he is there, I'll just bet he's seeing all that stuff...I have seen a lot of BOOZE induced apparitions in my youte and beyond...thats a good reason to stay away from the firewater, at least for me anyhoo...got my hands full JUST seeing real life, let alone akehal (east texas for alcohol) related commotions...
Rode pegasus today...out looking for those K-cup coffee thingies, you know, the one cup brewers of from regular coffee to fru fru coffee...rode to Dunkin Donuts on Hwy 6 west, and couldnt get anyone to wait on me...they were busy jaberin in whatever tongue they are fluent in, and helping some more jaberin folks pick out a hundred dozen sprinkle donuts, one at a time...so I left and rode to Costco...they had two brands of the "one cup wonders"...and about three different brands of coffee...Kirkland, Newmans, and Donut Shop brand...all 80 cups for 34.79, which makes it about 43 and a half cents a cup...just regular coffee, no fru fru stuff for my beloved....seems they have one of the "one cup wonders" coffee makers at her office, so just trying to see to it she is included...
Any of youse youtes out there have the "one cup wonders" coffee maker????? CostCo had a Krueig ??? and a Cuisinart...the former was 149.00 and the latter was 164.00...Macys has one, for 99.00 and is a smaller version, but made by Krueig??? Anyway, if anyone can give me some feedback I would depreciate it...my cuisinart brewer, is about to enter the afterlife...I will, if I need to, resort to stove perked coffee...got some old percolators just for that bidness...sure does make the house smell good, eh what!!!!
Yeah Burge, sometimes I contemplate things in the past...and thinking about the young men that I knew that didnt make it back, sort of brings a lump to my throat...such needless loss and suffering...riding with the PGR, we've laid to rest more young men than I can count...stood silent vigil holding the AMERICAN FLAG around their remains and their family...families have even walked the line of flag bearers, and shook hands with each and every one of us, and thanked us for being there...if I could speak, at that particular moment, I would tell em that if it were within my power, I would take their loved ones place...
I have lived a long and productive and mostly happy life...but, I am not GOD, nor do I want to be...and glad I am not...but still, I can feel their broken hearts and spirits, oh, not like they do at that moment, but I can only imagine what they must be going through...like those members of our class that have suffered the ultimate loss of a child and or grandchild...not a day goes by that I dont remember these good folks and try to put in a good word to our Heavenly Father that he may assuage their anguish...about the most we and they can hope for, is to circle the wagons of extended family, and try to muster the strength of character to keep the row straight and plow the field of life for a healthy harvest...
when I see a service man or woman, I never hesitate to thank him or her for their service...there was a time, when we were made to feel ashamed that we served our country...what a terrible feeling that was too...how dare us "baby killers" wear our uniform with pride...I got over it...now, lots of folks come up and thank me for my service...makes me feel proud again to have served...lots of folks in our class have extended their hands and hearts in appreciation of those of us that served...you know what I say???? God Bless em...and thanks..."what can I do for you"...
I guess thats one good thing about getting old, the loss and carnage and pain is numbed and muted...sometimes I forget...it was such a long long time ago...seems like another whirld...maybe, just maybe it didnt happen...just a figment of our imagination...but alas, cause Jerry and Gary and Frankie, and Duck, and 58 thousand young men aint never coming back...ever...for they have joined the millions that have fallen in battle...and the ones that have not yet become a casualty of political genocide...maybe they wont have to be...
Sorry about the maudlin mopie stuff...this time O day, generally brings out the seriously morbidity of a mind, but not to worry, maybe just maybe, it will rain one day, and get cool again...maybe we will have corn next august...and no war...
your frien and waterin brother...
DOD...til we meet again...
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