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Post by nashviller on Feb 23, 2023 11:33:14 GMT -5
Michael, I'm so sorry you lost your brother. How many siblings do you have? I know you've mentioned your sister. There were 4 of us kids. We lost my oldest sister when she was 20. Yes I remember the story of your older sister very well… It will always resonate with me.❤️ yes my brother was my partner… And I have three sisters which made us feel like stepbrothers in the Cinderella story. Now it's just me... One who refuses to get into the politics that has divided our family. I have yet to get any sort of sympathy during my wife's passing. That hurts the most... But I won't go there because that all is buried along with the shovel to dig it back up. It is such an amazing life now… The colors are returning… And I'm finally able to see the light. I am so sorry I had to leave them all behind but I have a multitude of cousins around here that keep asking about my sisters… I just tell them they're busy. I've been checking in the solar panels now to complete my plan of self sustainability. Once I can get off the grid my plan of creating my own cloud Will be complete.… until my next venture! |
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Post by youneverknow on Feb 23, 2023 21:50:34 GMT -5
Michael,
I know your sweet wife is walking along with you, looking down from Heaven.
Your sisters, there are no words for them not extending their sympathies for your lifelong love passing. Sending hugs from me and mine. I'm glad you have your multitude of cousins.
When do you think you'll be off the electric grid?
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Post by nashviller on Feb 24, 2023 10:37:14 GMT -5
Michael, I know your sweet wife is walking along with you, looking down from Heaven. Your sisters, there are no words for them not extending their sympathies for your lifelong love passing. Sending hugs from me and mine. I'm glad you have your multitude of cousins. When do you think you'll be off the electric grid? I remember your words… it's on them… do you know it's a guilt thing?… mom had a stroke and needed total care... they were the first ones to jump in and take control.… they drained her bank account in eight months and at that point no longer could care for mom....and wanted to send her to the nursing home... we were caring for her for four days out of the week but they always needed their weekends free. I have never seen such narcissistic people that can do wrong and then twist the knife off in your back...then blame you.. No these folks whom I am speaking of are so much better than Country folk…in there opinion. when they going to a restaurant they don't even look at the menu a just order what they want.... With not a worry of the price. I honestly feel sorry for the liberals of the world for sooner than later they are in for a rude awakening. But then again that's on them. The solar companies are such a rip offs... I look forward to discussing their price today as they seem to quoted me double of the Standard quotes. It seems that they are all interested in the government rebates… And use that to justify their high prices. As of right now I always have the option A new generator. I did buy two brand new electric bikes and have them all equipped for a cruise… but now I'm scared to ride them in fall down and go boom. Now I see they have the three wheeled Electric bikes… I would feel much safer on one of those. I have a trailer that I can pull behind the bike and haul my dogs… We have some beautiful trails up here… this could be my quick escape on some weekends… Or weekdays for that matter. |
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Post by youneverknow on Feb 24, 2023 14:51:51 GMT -5
Michael,
I have no idea what my brother's politics are but he's always been the one who needed help from our parents all his life. Then when they got sick he started helping himself to the things they had stored in the garage. My dad was an auto mechanic all his life and he had huge tool chests full of expensive tools. I'm sure they ended up hocked or sold along the way. Later, after my dad was gone and my mom went in the hospital he just moved into her house and spent weeks there going through everything that was inside. Stole everything he thought was worth something and even cashed in their piggy banks.
Luckily my dad saw this coming years before then so he'd sent me the majority of what money they had to keep safe in a savings account in my name. When my mom wanted any of it I'd sent it to her. Then my sister and I used what was left to help take care of her when she went into the nursing home. Of course, our brother was no where to be found to help with any of that. Some people are just thieves. Even way back to the years after he first left home he'd wait for them to go out of town and then go in and steal a lot of food out of their deep freeze.
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Post by nashviller on Feb 25, 2023 9:25:19 GMT -5
Michael, I have no idea what my brother's politics are but he's always been the one who needed help from our parents all his life. Then when they got sick he started helping himself to the things they had stored in the garage. My dad was an auto mechanic all his life and he had huge tool chests full of expensive tools. I'm sure they ended up hocked or sold along the way. Later, after my dad was gone and my mom went in the hospital he just moved into her house and spent weeks there going through everything that was inside. Stole everything he thought was worth something and even cashed in their piggy banks. Luckily my dad saw this coming years before then so he'd sent me the majority of what money they had to keep safe in a savings account in my name. When my mom wanted any of it I'd sent it to her. Then my sister and I used what was left to help take care of her when she went into the nursing home. Of course, our brother was no where to be found to help with any of that. Some people are just thieves. Even way back to the years after he first left home he'd wait for them to go out of town and then go in and steal a lot of food out of their deep freeze. It is so sad that people will write you off for a buck... I'll be careful here because I know it's a vacuum to remember all of these things… it took years to get away from these memories but I am well aware but I can't remember and I get sucked into the vortex. What are my very first disheartened moment was when I was living on the farm in Oklahoma a friend who just got his drivers license pulled up in the yard at the same time mom asked us if we could go get milk from the neighbors dairy. He let me drive the car to the dairy while he ran in for the milk and I sat in the car looking all cool and imagining what was in store for the evening. We went back home give milk to mom and took off for the evening and I was surprised that my friend head so much money… He had like $15… when it would usually take both of us to scrap up 10 dollars. The next morning the dairy lady called mom and told her what happened the day before… my friend not only didn't pay for the gallon of milk but he took the money can… supposedly around $12. Fortunately I was not suspect but it hurt me so badly… I worked for everything that I've ever gotten and these fellas can go around stealing everything they can get their hands on… is fair in the end I guess. My friend eventually shot in the leg for cheating with a woman by her husband. So Dave had to hop around on his remaining leg for another 10 years before he finally passed from a drug overdose... I heard it was His girlfriend that killed him. Birds of a feather flock together? All I know was that if it was I that stole the milk... I would've been whipped and made to go shovel out the slop pens at the Springwaters. I thank the Lord for the whoopins that I got when I was young... They were the guidelines of my life. |
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Post by youneverknow on Feb 26, 2023 23:02:39 GMT -5
Michael,
It’s sad when people make the wrong choices.
There is the misconception that the people who go to food banks make bad decisions and there are a few people who do. Mostly though you see the responsible people who are overburdened by the bad decisions of other people. Family members who take on the kids of their siblings or are raising their grandkids.
What frustrates me about progressives is their belief they are doing what’s moral and right by supporting people who make bad choices. They never seem to see the many people who pay the price for other people’s bad choices and who are allowed to keep making those bad choices making the burden on the people picking up the oars and rowing and rowing and rowing trying to keep the boat afloat.
When you screen people for food there are a lot of tears and people who are trying to hold their families together through illness, death and poverty. And survive the crime they live in. Sometimes it takes 10 minutes to screen someone and sometimes it’s a box of Kleenex and an hour.
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Post by nashviller on Feb 27, 2023 10:44:48 GMT -5
Michael,
It’s sad when people make the wrong choices.
There is the misconception that the people who go to food banks make bad decisions and there are a few people who do. Mostly though you see the responsible people who are overburdened by the bad decisions of other people. Family members who take on the kids of their siblings or are raising their grandkids.
What frustrates me about progressives is their belief they are doing what’s moral and right by supporting people who make bad choices. They never seem to see the many people who pay the price for other people’s bad choices and who are allowed to keep making those bad choices making the burden on the people picking up the oars and rowing and rowing and rowing trying to keep the boat afloat.
When you screen people for food there are a lot of tears and people who are trying to hold their families together through illness, death and poverty. And survive the crime they live in. Sometimes it takes 10 minutes to screen someone and sometimes it’s a box of Kleenex and an hour.
Jo, I'm going to try to write better here… Spacing things that little bit. I remember a lesson I learned long ago on the Andy Griffith show… Andy was teaching Opie lesson about taxes and taxes should be spent where needed for charity… And not taken and squandered... I think opie spent the rest of the episodes pondering the word 'squandered'. Yes the progressives of loaded Down this boat beyond capacity and apparently think we got plenty of room for more but it's obvious we reached our load limit… Unless we keep printing money with corresponding inflation. I don't know what's gonna happen in the future all I know is what I can do in the near future and that is to build my chicken house… a year ago I couldn't buy any help in building this… But I have a ton of lumber 50 year old milled OK lumber... Two trailer loads full that I've milled already... I guess I'll do it myself and give away the eggs... It could be the least I could do to give back to the country that Gave me so much. I guess the Democrats forgot about ask him selves what they can do for their country… they just want to know what the country can do for them. |
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Post by youneverknow on Feb 28, 2023 9:35:20 GMT -5
Michael,
50 year old milled lumber is a treasure for sure. A number of the YouTube channels I watch have chickens.
We have a real problem with coyotes here now. The follow the creeks into our neighborhoods and jump the six foot wooden fences into peoples yards and get their small animals. We have a massive possum population now too though they are slowly losing the battle with traffic. Which brings in the vultures. Part of it is the clearing out of small pockets of formerly treed land as our suburb is built out.
The other part is a law they passed in Texas about a decade or so ago saying most of our water had to be above ground instead of continually pulling from the aquifer. There’s an above ground water facility less than a mile from our house that animals are drawn to. The road that runs right beside it is vulture central.
Chickens aren’t allowed in our city limits but that predates the new water facility.
Hubby named one possum that trundled our fence line Skipper. Then there was a smaller one later on he named Gilligan because he was Skipper’s little buddy. Haven’t seen Gilligan or Skipper for quite a while. They probably lost the traffic battle.
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Post by nashviller on Feb 28, 2023 10:31:20 GMT -5
Michael, 50 year old milled lumber is a treasure for sure. A number of the YouTube channels I watch have chickens. We have a real problem with coyotes here now. The follow the creeks into our neighborhoods and jump the six foot wooden fences into peoples yards and get their small animals. We have a massive possum population now too though they are slowly losing the battle with traffic. Which brings in the vultures. Part of it is the clearing out of small pockets of formerly treed land as our suburb is built out. The other part is a law they passed in Texas about a decade or so ago saying most of our water had to be above ground instead of continually pulling from the aquifer. There’s an above ground water facility less than a mile from our house that animals are drawn to. The road that runs right beside it is vulture central. Chickens aren’t allowed in our city limits but that predates the new water facility. Hubby named one possum that trundled our fence line Skipper. Then there was a smaller one later on he named Gilligan because he was Skipper’s little buddy. Haven’t seen Gilligan or Skipper for quite a while. They probably lost the traffic battle. Gosh I am sure you're aware of the price of eggs skyrocketing… I don't use eggs very much… I think I have it doesn't eggs in the refrigerator that are about two months old but was told to not throw them out so there they sit. So my chicken house Will consist I'm at 17 by 12 platform… the chicken House will be on the back part in the front part will be just a platform that can be used as a stage… If anyone wants to work on a video… This is the place. I have already given this place and name and it's serenity spelled SYRYNYTY.… with a southern Skynyrd accent. I find it really unbelievable How my place is now locked into a different era… the entire township is becoming a museum and they are waiting out the population by attrition so I think in 20 years Will be down the population zero… while the rest of the world population explodes. I figure I'll stay right here long after I die so looking on the bright side I won't have to pay taxes anymore... And probably still won't be eating eggs very much. |
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Post by nashviller on Feb 28, 2023 10:40:36 GMT -5
Michael, 50 year old milled lumber is a treasure for sure. A number of the YouTube channels I watch have chickens. We have a real problem with coyotes here now. The follow the creeks into our neighborhoods and jump the six foot wooden fences into peoples yards and get their small animals. We have a massive possum population now too though they are slowly losing the battle with traffic. Which brings in the vultures. Part of it is the clearing out of small pockets of formerly treed land as our suburb is built out. The other part is a law they passed in Texas about a decade or so ago saying most of our water had to be above ground instead of continually pulling from the aquifer. There’s an above ground water facility less than a mile from our house that animals are drawn to. The road that runs right beside it is vulture central. Chickens aren’t allowed in our city limits but that predates the new water facility. Hubby named one possum that trundled our fence line Skipper. Then there was a smaller one later on he named Gilligan because he was Skipper’s little buddy. Haven’t seen Gilligan or Skipper for quite a while. They probably lost the traffic battle. Gosh I am sure you're aware of the price of eggs skyrocketing… I don't use eggs very much… I think I have it doesn't eggs in the refrigerator that are about two months old but was told to not throw them out so there they sit. So my chicken house Will consist I'm at 17 by 12 platform… the chicken House will be on the back part in the front part will be just a platform that can be used as a stage… If anyone wants to work on a video… This is the place. I have already given this place and name and it's serenity spelled SYRYNYTY.… with a southern Skynyrd accent. I find it really unbelievable How my place is now locked into a different era… the entire township is becoming a museum and they are waiting out the population by attrition so I think in 20 years Will be down the population zero… while the rest of the world population explodes. I figure I'll stay right here long after I die so looking on the bright side I won't have to pay taxes anymore... And probably still won't be eating eggs very much. I probably should just move on but your story was pretty funny… I bet the skipper in Gilligan are probably or on some deserted island right now. When I first bought this place I was working up on the roof when is 95 year old neighbor man was herding two huge geese down the road... The geese shot across the yard heading to the creek but got in tangled up in an old fence line. I climbed down just as the old man crossed the yard heading for the geese. I thought I would help him round up the geese when the old man raised his stick and swung it is hard as he cut it the gooses head... The goose jumped right on the old man and knocked him down… then the two geese jump in the creek and walked southbound… The old man didn't say a word… But was cussing under his breath as he crawled in the creek to pursue his geese. About an hour later I saw the geese heading northbound on the road followed by the old man. I later found out that these guys were digging up his garden and has had it with them. I am no way shape or form knew that he was gonna kill the geez but if he would've got a Square hit on the goose is head I guess I would've been an accomplice I'm so glad the goose got away. |
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Post by youneverknow on Feb 28, 2023 15:55:59 GMT -5
I love the goose story. : )
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Post by youneverknow on Feb 28, 2023 16:42:36 GMT -5
Michael,
The goose story made me think about my grandpa. One of my grandpa's loved dogs and had 15 or 20 on the farm all the time. When people couldn't keep their dogs anymore they'd bring them out to him and he'd let them live out their lives on the homestead. I loved, loved, loved playing with the dogs when we'd visit. I was always out there in the middle of the pack. : )
My other grandpa just didn't like dogs at all. When I was 18 or so I came home to visit my parents with my dog Rachel. My grandpa stopped by and when he thought no one would see he swung back his foot and just kicked her in the ribs hard. She was sleeping and didn't see it coming but woke up with a yelp. I happened to be in the doorway coming to tell him supper was ready and saw it. I got up real close in his face and told him if I ever see you kick my dog or any dog ever again it's going to be you down on the floor with me kicking you in the ribs. He got pretty pale but didn't say a word. If he ever kicked a dog again I don't know but he sure never pulled that meanness around me again.
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Post by nashviller on Mar 1, 2023 9:31:22 GMT -5
Michael, The goose story made me think about my grandpa. One of my grandpa's loved dogs and had 15 or 20 on the farm all the time. When people couldn't keep their dogs anymore they'd bring them out to him and he'd let them live out their lives on the homestead. I loved, loved, loved playing with the dogs when we'd visit. I was always out there in the middle of the pack. : ) My other grandpa just didn't like dogs at all. When I was 18 or so I came home to visit my parents with my dog Rachel. My grandpa stopped by and when he thought no one would see he swung back his foot and just kicked her in the ribs hard. She was sleeping and didn't see it coming but woke up with a yelp. I happened to be in the doorway coming to tell him supper was ready and saw it. I got up real close in his face and told him if I ever see you kick my dog or any dog ever again it's going to be you down on the floor with me kicking you in the ribs. He got pretty pale but didn't say a word. If he ever kicked a dog again I don't know but he sure never pulled that meanness around me again. I found the best judge of character is how aperson treat animals... If you ever go into an animal shelter just pet the dogs on the ribs… it is heartbreaking how many broken ribs you'll find in just one visit. Without even asking I can tell that the grandpa With the dogs I had more friendsand love in his life then the other grandpa.The other grandpa's feelings hasta be from trauma from his own Life. But it was so awesome the way you stood up to him to protect the dogs enter make sure he never did it again. I have seen the kindest people treat their dog so poorly… he just makes me realize that they are covering up for something. My dogs just sit around looking at me… wondering what I'm gonna do next.It will probably be there favorite… eating and living way better than me. Drake my black lab has his own room… Sitting right in the middle of the studio.Dolly and Daisy my two Yorkies have taken over my bed... And wherever Else they may roam. I got a really cool Glass storm door with a doggie door twoGive them access to the outside area which is safe for them to go in and out. So there will housebroken and don't I have any mishaps. Daisy is 15 years old and Drake is 12 and Dolly is seven. Even though my love of animals is deep… I take pause on getting another one.… they are a lot of work to treat them right… and very time consuming but also well worth it for the love you get back… probably a stronger love then you can fine with humans… And unconditional love like God has for us. I just have a sneaking suspicion that when we get to the pearly gates Saint Peter's gonna have a German shepherd police dog like the one me in the face when I was seven. No I will be Larry I will hug that German shepherd police dog and ask him for forgiveness… I know what the answer will be. |
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Post by nashviller on Mar 1, 2023 9:38:22 GMT -5
Michael, The goose story made me think about my grandpa. One of my grandpa's loved dogs and had 15 or 20 on the farm all the time. When people couldn't keep their dogs anymore they'd bring them out to him and he'd let them live out their lives on the homestead. I loved, loved, loved playing with the dogs when we'd visit. I was always out there in the middle of the pack. : ) My other grandpa just didn't like dogs at all. When I was 18 or so I came home to visit my parents with my dog Rachel. My grandpa stopped by and when he thought no one would see he swung back his foot and just kicked her in the ribs hard. She was sleeping and didn't see it coming but woke up with a yelp. I happened to be in the doorway coming to tell him supper was ready and saw it. I got up real close in his face and told him if I ever see you kick my dog or any dog ever again it's going to be you down on the floor with me kicking you in the ribs. He got pretty pale but didn't say a word. If he ever kicked a dog again I don't know but he sure never pulled that meanness around me again. Oh I must mention my mom's fear of geese… And how it was a real actual threat to her. Evidently when she was a kid geese always gave her a hard time and would chase her around the yard... and literally goose her. We have all seen it in real life what happened... All through her life she would get eye contact with the goose or geese... Then start backing off and when the goose begin moving towards her she would turn tail and run…and the entire goose pack would start chasing her and running right past everyone else. I told mom not to look at the goose and definitely not run… but it must've been the fear ingrained from childhood and plus it was funny. It's kinda like a rerun in your mind the good times.… You like to watch over and over😂 |
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Post by youneverknow on Mar 1, 2023 15:09:44 GMT -5
Great dog names Michael.
My childhood family dog was also Daisy.
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