" I get the Point"

I always was under the impression that your older brother was a person that looked out for your well fair, was there to help you, there to share and trust and there to protect you. Wait a minute, this is the same person that gave you the Easter Egg...brother + egg = screwed me. Right, don't trust the big brother.

So, here it is another sunny summer day. We are getting ready to go on vacation and were told to get out of the house so that the adults could finish packing and doing what ever adults do. I am walking around looking for something to do..jump off porch..kick an ant hill...watch a bird in a tree..find the marble i lost. I walk around to the back and there is the brother. Hey, what is he doing. He is throwing something at a round thing hung on the tree. Hey, whatcha doing. He looks at me and says..."What does it look like I am doing stupid?" Well....throwing something at something. (him) well, aren't you the smart one...hahaha...throwing something at something. (me) can I do it? (him) go play, you are to young. (me) awww please, i can't find anything to do. (him) looking at me with a strange grin..ok, i am going to throw the darts into the target and you go get them and then you can try. (me)ok ok ok ok...and i run to the tree to get the, what did he call them?, oh yeah, darts. as i reach the target i feel a pain in the middle of my back that was not there awhile ago and it hurts really bad. Brother forgot to tell me that i was the new target. i fell to the ground crying and yelling and i could not reach the thing stuck in the middle of my back...my mom came running out and knelt beside me and pulled the dart out...my dad asked my brother what happened..brother said that i came out of know where and ran right in front of the dart that he just threw..my dad asked me if i was ok and when i said that it still hurt but i would be ok he then slapped my butt and then again and then again and said that i never pay attention to what i was doing and that i could have been hurt bad. Brother? No, he was not in trouble, i was.....slow learner.


You all be safe......later, Brad

" California or Bust"

Kids will be kids and I took it to the max. On a sunny warm summer day I wondered out side and behold, Moms car was sitting there in the drive-way doing nothing at all. It was like it was begging me to play in it. Not one to say no to things I should say no to, I jumped in. The gauges, the steering wheel the pedals. The radio. It was an amazing open door to fantasy. First it was an airplane, zoom zoom, all over the sky I went chasing bad guys and shooting them down. Then it was a speed boat. Jumping waves, going under bridges and racing other boats. Of course I always won. Then just as I was getting into all these wonderful things, out comes my little sister of 5 years old...ugh. Whatcha doin? Does Mommy know you are in her car? I better go tell her..no No NO NO NO NO wait. You wanna play? (her) what you playin? (me)oh, just pretending stuff. (her) i wanna go for a ride in the car. (me) fine, hop in the back. We can play Taxi. (her)ok. So in she climbed.(me) where you wanna go miss? (her) i dont know. (me)great, lets just ride around. (her)ok. Shift shift..vroom vroom..off we go. (her) i wanna go to California (we live in Missouri). (me) that is along way, it will cost alot.are you sure? (her) yes and I got lots of money in my purse. So, off we go...more shifting and more vrooming. (her) you dont drive good, I'm not paying you. (me)fine, you want to go to California then go. I put the car in neutral, released the parking brake and stepped out of the car. As the car glided slowly down the drive-way and entered the street my sister was laughing and waving from the back seat as I waved to her from the drive-way. Now she was in the center of a "T" intersection with other cars stopping and honking. The honking alerted our mom to see what was going on. To say she lost it would be an understatement. My sis wanted to do it again, our mom wanted to re-think my birth again and when dad got home he kept slapping my butt again and again and again.


You all be safe......later, Brad

" You Gotta Know When To Hold Them "

While on our way to New York we ran out of hours...damn the bad luck..lol...and we round up with the week-end off. As Ruth Ann has posted in her blog, it was anything but a boring week-end. I have been a shampooer, a soft shoulder, a dinner date, a tech supporter of no help and a dog walker. I looked at the up coming week-end as a time to relax, sun bathe, surf the net...you know, do just about as little as possible. We are staying in beautiful downtwon South Holland, IL at the lovely resort area of the company we work for. The amenities are the following... rock fishing in the many craters in the lot. Hiking across lands of many varibles of soil or I should say soiled. The restrooms are what you may have of your own, luckly we do have our own. The nurishment is ... well, what ever you bring. The cleaning aspects ... well, what ever you may bring. The lot rent is cheap, $0.00. You can come and go as you please. The sites that you can enjoy are those of the strip malls, the street corners and well the landscape of the thriving metroplis,world head quarters of the the pot holes, beautiful downtown South Holland, IL.

Sometimes you just have to kick back, grab a cold one, shove all your money to the center of the table and tell the guy acrss from you that he might as well fold because you "ARE" going to win a hand....someday.

You all be safe..........Brad

" Joy of Parenting"

" Heather and her dad Virgil"


There are few things in life that one actually can reap the joy from. One of them is your children and another one is your grandchildren. Because of life's circumstances I have never been able to meet one of my grandaughters, Heather. In the last couple of years I have been able to see pictures of her and read about her on her Myspace site. She is a very much alive girl in the fact that she is enjoying life to the fullest. She is a pretty girl, not that I am predjuiced or anything..lol...and now has become a young lady. She has joined the ranks of so many at this time of year..."YEA...I HAVE GRADUATED!!!!!!" I wish I, we..Ruth Ann and I, could have been there to see her get her diploma. Congratulations Heather, we are so proud of you. Her father, my son, Virlgil drove from Kansas City, MO to Flint, MI to be there for her big day, I am so proud of him for going. It is amazing that the offsprings are actually adults and somehow you where a cause for it in some way or another. Heather, I hope that what ever you may decide to do you will achieve. I hope that some day in the near future we will be able to meet, but untill then just know that I do love you and again, "CONGRATULATIONS!!!"

Love,
Grandpa

" Thank You "

There are a lot of us that have goals and ambititions. Some of us actually achieve them, and the rest of us are still applying ourselves to that endevavor. This is about one of those that have reached thiers. She is a woman that has lived, enjoyed, achieved and overcome. She has fell from the sky, rode the Dragon Tail. Been in a war, survied Boot Camp, gave birth, built things, applied make-up. She is a Daughter, Mother, Sister, Neice, Cousin and a Friend. She has been happy, sad, mad and strong. She has never been weak. She has come up thought the ranks and reached the rank of Master Sergant in the United States Marine Corps. She is retiring this month with honors. She is an outstanding Marine. Semper Fi is her motto in the Marines and as she retires from the Corps that motto carries through that transistion into her civilian life to be applied to her family and friends. This Lady is the meaning of excellence, devotion, honor, country, comrade, family and friends. Thank you Jackie for all you have done, thank you for your sevice. I salute you Master Sargent Jacklyn D. Somers.....
With Much Respect and Love,
Uncle Brad