We brought this cat home 10 years ago when he was a wee little fellow. After much family debate and a complete inability to come to a conclusion on his name we decided to call him Tigger. I know nobody has ever thought of that one before.
Tig is one of the great stalkers of our time. He weighs about 18 pounds or so, but thinks he weighs two. Before we adopted him he was in foster care with a lady that let him sit on her lap while she smoked cigarettes. It took my wife a couple of baths to get that smell off of him. Apparently though all this lap sitting at an early age imprinted deeply in Tigger. He is on a constant quest for someone to lay on. Unfortunately, that someone is usually me. His skills are amazing. i have a computer in my office that I will work at. I will lean forward on purpose to keep him from trying to get on me. The moment I let my guard down he seems to come out of nowhere and fly into my lap. I am bad for leaning back in my chair when I talk on the phone. He must know the signs because I’ll lean back and start a conversation and here he comes.
Why don’t you just put him down? I do. Over and over again. He is incredibly persistent. If you grab him and hold him for a few seconds he will run away, but will come back a few minutes later. His sheer persistence is incredible. His ability to forget disappointment is impressive. He always comes back. I think this is his favorite movie.
I’ll be turning fifty in a couple of weeks. I know it’s a big milestone for some and a scary milestone for others. Personally, I haven’t made much of a big deal out of birthdays in a long time and, if I have my way, I don’t expect to make a big deal out of this one. My wife and kids may have something to say about that, but we shall see. I usually look at it as “you’re only one day older than you were yesterday.” The internet can be a handy thing sometimes so I ran a check on how many days that will be. My birthday will be day number 18,263 in my life. That means the day before will be day number 18,262. That’s a lot of days, but a tiny interval between my last day at 49 and my first day at 50.
In reality I don’t feel a whole lot older than I did at 30. I have a little less hair and a little more weight. Photographic evidence shows some obvious change, as do a few aches and pains. I think the most interesting thing is how clearly things that happened 20 or 30 years ago still resonate in my memory and how quickly time seems to have passed. Thinking backward to certain events and then thinking forward makes me realize in that same duration of time I’ll be 70 or 80. And yet, that really is somewhat of an illusion. If I really start to meditate on all the life that has been lived since then I realize what a full life it has been. Kids, family, church, and friends have made the time meaningful and rewarding. There have been ups and downs, good days and bad, and gain and loss. We’ve seen loved ones go home to be with the Lord. We kept up with some friends, lost track of others, and made new ones.
This life is a pretty short season. I think, ultimately, it comes down to how we live it. As a Christian I want to live a live that honors the Lord. I don’t always do that as well as I’d like but am always cognizant of how I want to live my life. As a husband and father I want to live a life of meaning and purpose with my wife and kids. I’ve been blessed with some darned good kids and an awesome wife. As a pastor I also want to encourage others to find meaning in their walk with the Lord and purpose in living that out among people. Life is more than just trying to survive to get through to another day. It’s more than the accumulation of stuff to make us happy, and it really is not about what we can squeeze out of others, but about what we give into their lives. Jesus said that “it is more blessed to give than to receive.” Getting outside of ourselves is a powerful remedy for what ails us.
If you’re facing a milestone in life and maybe not looking forward to it just remember — you’re only one day older than you were yesterday. Now go do something nice for someone else.
For good or ill the prosecution only went so far. Looks like it ended up in a he said/ she said without enough evidence to prosecute the rape, but what is really bizarre is the school’s treatment of this girl because she didn’t want to cheer for this guy. you have to wonder if any of the folks in the school system have daughters?
I have followed Judith Reisman’s work to expose the fraud that Alfred Kinsey foisted on the American public for some time now. He was an evil, sick man. WorldNetDaily has recently published a series of articles and interviews about one of the victims who has come forward.
Below are some of the articles. They can be somewhat disturbing, but the impact that Kinsey had on our culture has been far reaching and destructive. He basically opened the door to massive changes in attitudes about sex. Abortion, pornography, divorce, homosexuality, massive STD issues, lower standards for television and film, and massive increases in teen pregnancy and pregnancy outside of marriage can all be traced back to Kinsey’s deeply flawed and illegal pseudo -science.
Below are links to the recent series on WorldNetDaily.
Here’s a good article on Spork from coloradodaily.com —Lafayette prosecuting Spork
The Vet Tech says she was doing it to protect the owners or someone else? I’m sorry she was bitten but working with animals carries some inherent risk, as we all saw with the tragedy at Sea World.
Here’s the response I received from the city of Lafayette concerning the situation with Spork.
The City of Lafayette is in receipt of your inquiry regarding a dachshund named Spork. Please permit me to share some observations.
Several years back in rewriting the City code, the City decided to not go the way of breed specific regulations as it related to vicious animals. Rather the City put in place conditions for the code enforcement and the courts to manage vicious animals. This non-breed specific effort was applauded by other cities and animal advocate groups. In no way does it require “euthanization” other than in extreme circumstances as determined by the Judge.
The Spork incident happened in August of 2009. The veterinary technician then made a decision to file a report with the Police Department. The bite was serious requiring medical attention and care by a plastic surgeon.
The case goes before our Municipal Judge in April. We are confident that he will review all the facts of the case based upon the evidence presented in court, decide whether a violation occurred, and take appropriate action only if there was a violation.
It is significant to note that the ordinance governing vicious animals does allow immediate impoundment in the most serious cases. In this case, Spork was not immediately impounded. The public should understand that once charges are filed with the court, any interference with the judicial process by City Council or Staff could jeopardize the due process rights of all interested parties. Thanks for reading this.
City of Lafayette
This is a completely ridiculous story —http://www.kdvr.com/news/kdvr-spork-vicious-dog-text-022310,0,6746834.story
If you work with animals, you take a risk. I don’t know why this person is even a Vet Tech. She ought to be ashamed of herself. Going to the Vet puts animals in a stressful situation. My mother worked with a Vet years ago and guess what? You see enough animals and you will get scratched or bitten. I’ve worked with animals myself and have been scratched and bitten. It did not mean the animals were vicious or dangerous. It usually happened when they were scared or startled.
This is the same kind of mentality that leads to children being suspended because they brought a two inch long plastic GI Joe gun to school. It seems that some people have taken leave of their senses.
The city of Lafayette is obviously run by mental midgets. The good citizens of Lafayette need to vote in a new city council and fix this kind of insipid policy. This is a waste of tax payer dollars and a burden these poor people have to live with because someone at City Hall has the judgment of a rock.
Here’s the website for the city of Lafayette —http://www.cityoflafayette.com. There’s a place you can comment. I did so. Why don’t you. Let’s lend Spork a hand.
Sometimes you run across something so fascinating you just have to share it. Wentworth Cheswell was a truly remarkable man. The following article is from David Barton’s website–Wallbuilders.com. The original article is here –http://www.wallbuilders.com/LIBissuesArticles.asp?id=20990Wentworth
BLACK REVOLUTIONARY ERA PATRIOT
At WallBuilders we strive to “present America’s forgotten history and heroes, with an emphasis on our moral, religious, and constitutional heritage,” so Wentworth Cheswell (sometimes Chiswell or Cheswill) is a perfect subject for our attention.
He was the grandson of black slave Richard Cheswell (who early gained his freedom and in 1717 and became the first black to own property in the colony of New Hampshire); and he was the son of Hopestill Cheswell, a notable homebuilder who built the homes of several patriot leaders, including John Paul Jones and the Rev. Samuel Langdon. Wentworth was named after the famous Wentworth family, from whom came several state governors, including Benning Wentworth – the governor at the time of Wentworth’s birth.
In 1763, Wentworth began attending an academy in Byfield, Massachusetts (30 miles from his home), where for four years he received an extensive education, studying Latin, Greek, swimming, horsemanship, reading, writing, and arithmetic.
In 1767, he returned home and became a schoolteacher, also marrying Mary Davis (they eventually had 13 children – 4 sons and 9 daughters). At the age of 21, he had already become an established and educated property owner and a stalwart in his local church, even holding a church pew.
The following year, Wentworth was elected town constable – the first of many offices he held throughout his life. Two years later in 1770, he was elected town selectman (the selectmen were considered the “town fathers” of a community). Other town offices in which he served included seven years as Auditor, six years as Assessor, two years as Coroner, seven years as town Moderator (presiding over town meetings), and twelve years as Justice of the Peace, overseeing trials, settling disputes, and executing deeds, wills, and legal documents. (View an 1813 document signed by Cheswell as justice of the peace.) For half a century – including every year from 1768 until 1817 – Wentworth held some position in local government.
In addition to his civic service, Wentworth was also a patriot leader. In fact, the town selected him as the messenger for the Committee of Safety – the central nervous system of the American Revolution that carried intelligence and messages back and forth between strategic operational centers. Serving in that position, Wentworth undertook the same task as Paul Revere, making an all-night ride to warn citizens of imminent British invasion.
In April 1776, he signed a document in which he pledged, “at the risk of . . . live and fortune,” to take up arms to resist the British, and in September 1777, he enlisted in a company of Light Horse Volunteers commanded by Colonel John Langdon (Langdon later became one of the 55 Founding Fathers who drafted the U. S. Constitution, then a framer of the Bill of Rights, and later the New Hampshire governor). Langdon’s company made a 250-mile march to Saratoga, New York, to join with the Continental Army under General Horatio Gates to defeat British General Burgoyne at the Battle of Saratoga – the first major American victory in the Revolution.
After returning from Saratoga, in the spring of 1778, Wentworth was elected to the convention to draft the state’s first constitution, but some unknown event prevented his attendance.
Wentworth also served as Newmarket’s unofficial historian, copying town records from 1727 (including the records of various church meetings) and chronicling old stories of the town as well as its current events. Additionally, having investigated and made extensive notes on numerous artifacts and relics he discovered in the region around Newmarket, he is considered the state’s first archeologist. Therefore, when the Rev. Jeremy Belknap published his famous three-volume History of New Hampshire (1784-1792), he relied on (and openly acknowledged) much information he gleaned from Wentworth.
In 1801, Wentworth helped start the town library to preserve and disseminate useful knowledge and virtue. His commitment to providing helpful information is not surprising, for not only had he become a school teacher in 1767 but in 1776 he was elected as one of five men to regulate and oversee the schools of Newmarket.
In 1817, in his 71st year of age, Wentworth succumbed to typhus fever and was buried on the family farm, where other members of his family were later buried. In fact, when his daughter Martha died (his last surviving heir), her will provided that any members or descendants of the family could forever forward be buried on the farm. Unfortunately, that family graveyard long lay in disrepair, but in recent years friends and family have managed to restore it.
The legacy of Wentworth Cheswell is a lasting one: a patriot, teacher, and church leader; an historian, archeologist, and educator; a judge and official elected to numerous offices (he is considered the first black American elected to office in America). He is truly one of our forgotten patriots but he is a laudable example for all Americans – a hero worth remembering and honoring during Black History Month.
William C. Nell, The Colored Patriots of the American Revolution, With Sketches of Several Distinguished Colored Persons: To Which is Added a Brief Survey of the Conditions and Prospects of Colored Americans (Boston: Robert F. Wallcut, 1855), pp. 120-121.
Sidney and Emma Nogrady Kaplan, The Black Presence in the Era of the American Revolution, Revised Edition (Amherst: The University of Massachusetts Press, 1989), pp. 200-202.
Thomas Truxtun Moebs, Black Soldiers-Black Sailors-Black Ink: Research Guide on African-Americans in U.S. Military History, 1526-1900 (Chesapeake Bay: Moebs Publishing Company, 1994), pp. 226, 259, 280.