Sunday, September 8, 2013
Sometimes I Like to Try to Write
I will post some of the things I have written in the past here on this blog. Much of it are articles I wrote for the local Chamber of Commerce Newsletter when I was the President. Other things are simple things I wrote when the moment struck me.
My Favorite Quote
Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is, there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived.
William Parrish
A Little About Me
My Favorite Color is Blue. When I was younger, I loved Rock and Roll. In fact, I played in a Rock and Roll Band as a teenager… I played Guitar and sang Beatles songs, and all that crazy stuff we listened to in the late ’60s. I later learned to love Country Music, because it had so much depth and feeling. Maybe it’s because you can cry in your beer so much easier with it, and I seem to cry inside all the time.
My Favorite Singer is Tracy Lawrence.
The 4 people that I look up to most are:
1. My deceased uncle Harold. He was a US Marine that fought in all the major South Pacific WWII Battles and Survived.
2. My Mother, who I treated and talked so bad to when I was young and dumb. But Now I watch her grow in mental strength after being out from under the abuse of my father.
3. My Oldest Son, who strives to do more for me than I have ever done for anyone. He is the mirror image of myself. His strengths are my weaknesses, his weaknesses are my strengths. He is a great technician and all around computer guy. He is now a teacher of technology like me.
4. My Youngest Son, who has mastered the English language and was able to shake off the hillbilly. (most of the time). He is not only an English teacher but now an administrator of an English Language School. He is also a worldly traveler, who has been to many places I have dreamed of going.
If I had the opportunity to be anyone other than myself, who would I be? This is a really difficult question for me to answer…maybe because I am happy with who I am. I just wish I could have more strength to be who I really am inside and to do the things that make me happy.
I love many forms of art, but mostly before the media, I like artistic people. The form of art I dislike the most is Metal Art that reminds me of the Mad Max Syndrome.
My favorite childhood memories involve walking 3 miles from my home down a gravel road to my grandma’s house to go fishing on the creek bank, carrying my old cane pole, and eating a green onion and mustard sandwich.
My favorite adult memories include living in Virginia. Early in the morning, 4am or so, I would put on my warm clothes and my hip boots, and run my beaver traps…I would get home in time to shower and change into my 3 piece suit and drive to the DC airport to fly and meet with a team of Fiber Optic folks with Miter Corp, where I was involved in developing Tactical Fiber Optics for the Marine Corps, or maybe I would be going to a meeting at the Pentagon or Headquarters Marine Corps. Then I would get home in time to run my traps, or fish on the Potomac River in my motorized Canoe, or camp at one of the lakes over the weekend.
When I had spare time on my hands, I loved to create websites. This was a form of art that had not yet been embraced by the artist community.
I dislike trying to organize things, places, etc… I have absolutely no skills for this and it drives me crazy and wastes so much of my time.
I have no favorite authors. I used to love to read, but ran out of time years ago. Now all I do is skim and read technical stuff, trying to stay on top of technology. I would prefer to listen to a book on tape because my mind won’t stay still enough to concentrate on reading. My favorite childhood book was Huckleberry Fin and I used to love to read Harold Robins novels, but not anymore. I would love to be able to read Shakespeare, Dante, and all the great works of Literature but probably never will.
I have one brother, younger than I am. I used to hurt terribly inside for him because he was just starting school when I was leaving home. I am not sure why I hurt for him, maybe it had something to do with not wanting him to experience the things that I did when I was growing up. He grew up loving and respecting me but grew up with a hard heart that is difficult for me to get around.
I have a lot of family. When my father died, I lost communication with most of his side of the family. It’s almost the same on my Mother’s side, The good ones are dying off and the younger ones I don’t know much because I am not around them much either. Most all of my family come from and live in Southern Indiana.
I only had a couple of friends growing up. One in grade school who threw me over for someone else when I moved away for a year. When I came back, he wouldn’t have anything to do with me. I never had a friend since then until my senior year. I spent my time in school being bullied and picked on. During my senior year, I got fed up with it and took a Billy club to school to beat the crap out of someone. When I got to school, the Principle called me into the office over the intercom. My father was there. Somehow he knew what was going on and what I was going to do. From that day, it seemed as though I had gained some respect from everyone. I started to become popular and actually had a couple of friends. I don’t keep in touch with them. Our lives have taken totally different paths.
I never finished College. I attended several trade schools, took several college courses but never obtained a degree. I hold a working man’s Ph.D. according to my son.
I have no short term goals because I don’t have time to accomplish them. My long term goal is to find a way to do away with the day to day struggle and stress and get out of this hot, miserable desert. I need trees, hills, and water. I grew up hunting and fishing. I grew up with hunting dogs.
My Favorite Singer is Tracy Lawrence.
The 4 people that I look up to most are:
1. My deceased uncle Harold. He was a US Marine that fought in all the major South Pacific WWII Battles and Survived.
2. My Mother, who I treated and talked so bad to when I was young and dumb. But Now I watch her grow in mental strength after being out from under the abuse of my father.
3. My Oldest Son, who strives to do more for me than I have ever done for anyone. He is the mirror image of myself. His strengths are my weaknesses, his weaknesses are my strengths. He is a great technician and all around computer guy. He is now a teacher of technology like me.
4. My Youngest Son, who has mastered the English language and was able to shake off the hillbilly. (most of the time). He is not only an English teacher but now an administrator of an English Language School. He is also a worldly traveler, who has been to many places I have dreamed of going.
If I had the opportunity to be anyone other than myself, who would I be? This is a really difficult question for me to answer…maybe because I am happy with who I am. I just wish I could have more strength to be who I really am inside and to do the things that make me happy.
I love many forms of art, but mostly before the media, I like artistic people. The form of art I dislike the most is Metal Art that reminds me of the Mad Max Syndrome.
My favorite childhood memories involve walking 3 miles from my home down a gravel road to my grandma’s house to go fishing on the creek bank, carrying my old cane pole, and eating a green onion and mustard sandwich.
My favorite adult memories include living in Virginia. Early in the morning, 4am or so, I would put on my warm clothes and my hip boots, and run my beaver traps…I would get home in time to shower and change into my 3 piece suit and drive to the DC airport to fly and meet with a team of Fiber Optic folks with Miter Corp, where I was involved in developing Tactical Fiber Optics for the Marine Corps, or maybe I would be going to a meeting at the Pentagon or Headquarters Marine Corps. Then I would get home in time to run my traps, or fish on the Potomac River in my motorized Canoe, or camp at one of the lakes over the weekend.
When I had spare time on my hands, I loved to create websites. This was a form of art that had not yet been embraced by the artist community.
I dislike trying to organize things, places, etc… I have absolutely no skills for this and it drives me crazy and wastes so much of my time.
I have no favorite authors. I used to love to read, but ran out of time years ago. Now all I do is skim and read technical stuff, trying to stay on top of technology. I would prefer to listen to a book on tape because my mind won’t stay still enough to concentrate on reading. My favorite childhood book was Huckleberry Fin and I used to love to read Harold Robins novels, but not anymore. I would love to be able to read Shakespeare, Dante, and all the great works of Literature but probably never will.
I have one brother, younger than I am. I used to hurt terribly inside for him because he was just starting school when I was leaving home. I am not sure why I hurt for him, maybe it had something to do with not wanting him to experience the things that I did when I was growing up. He grew up loving and respecting me but grew up with a hard heart that is difficult for me to get around.
I have a lot of family. When my father died, I lost communication with most of his side of the family. It’s almost the same on my Mother’s side, The good ones are dying off and the younger ones I don’t know much because I am not around them much either. Most all of my family come from and live in Southern Indiana.
I only had a couple of friends growing up. One in grade school who threw me over for someone else when I moved away for a year. When I came back, he wouldn’t have anything to do with me. I never had a friend since then until my senior year. I spent my time in school being bullied and picked on. During my senior year, I got fed up with it and took a Billy club to school to beat the crap out of someone. When I got to school, the Principle called me into the office over the intercom. My father was there. Somehow he knew what was going on and what I was going to do. From that day, it seemed as though I had gained some respect from everyone. I started to become popular and actually had a couple of friends. I don’t keep in touch with them. Our lives have taken totally different paths.
I never finished College. I attended several trade schools, took several college courses but never obtained a degree. I hold a working man’s Ph.D. according to my son.
I have no short term goals because I don’t have time to accomplish them. My long term goal is to find a way to do away with the day to day struggle and stress and get out of this hot, miserable desert. I need trees, hills, and water. I grew up hunting and fishing. I grew up with hunting dogs.
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