Wednesday, September 01, 2004

 

Foxhole: Scenario

My dad was born in 1904, so he was too young for WWI and too old for WWII. But many of his friends and aquaintants fought in them. I remember they had a saying about a man's character, "I wouldn't (or would ) want him in my foxhole!" The "swiftboat controversy" is very perplexing as to what to believe. But what do we know? First, Senator Kerry left Vietnam after 4 months and none of his purple heart wounds required hospitalization. Second, when he came back he chose to do things that put his fellow soldiers whom he left there at risk and in danger! In November I have to decide who to vote for. My gut feeling is I wouldn't want Mr. Kerry in my foxhole so I wouldn't want him as commander-in-chief. I also remember it was Senator Kerry that started the controversy with his "Reporting for duty!" Take care and God Bless America! Jim Bright, for a better America, and a simpler life for our children and grandchildren, God willing and the creek don't rise!

Thursday, August 05, 2004

 

Bright Places Chapter 2

*"Bright Places" (*Based on-"There are bright places in my heart, from the past that give me a good feeling")
A bright place in my heart that gives me a good feeling was my relationship with my dad. My dad was a hard worker. When I was small he had three jobs, so he didn't have much time to throw a ball with me or take me fishing. But sometimes he took me along on his night job of installing and repairing gas pumps for Citi Service Gas Stations. I'd curl up in his old army jeep and listen to the radio while he was outside in some pretty cold weather cutting and threading pipe. If any of you are sixty or so you may remember "Rintintin","B-bar-B Ranch",and "The Shadow". My dad left me with a good work ethic. Fortunately, during the last 5 years before he passed away, we both had the time to build on some of the relationship we missed in the early years. My dad loved me and I loved him. I didn't agree with everything he said and did, and we talked about it from time to time. One thing was he had a habit of swearing a "blue streak", which was embarrassing. Occasasaionly, some of the kids I played with mentioned that fact. But if they made fun of my dad they had to stand up to me. I wasn't defending what he did. But he was my dad and I would defend him because I loved him. Because of that I tried to never embarrass him; or after he died, his memory. I find it unconscinable what Ron Regan, Jr. did by speaking at the Democratic Convention. Fine that he has different beliefs than his dad but you don't," fly in the face" of his memory, especially so close to his loss. Well, time to go.

Take care and God Bless America,

Jim Bright, for a better America, and a simpler life for our children and grandchildren, God willing and the creek don't rise!

{Disclaimer: This is my take on life, with no intention to offend anyone, but if I do, please accept my apology.}

 

Bright Places-Chapter 1

Jim Bright's BLOG

*"Bright Places"

*(Based on-"There are bright places in my heart, from the past that give me a good feeling")

This year on July 4th one of these "Bright Places" came to mind. It was a crisp, fall Friday evening. I was standing at the end of Margaretta High School's football field, near Castalia, Ohio’s famous Duck Pond-part of the Castalia's famous "Blue Hole"(Eighth Wonder of the World") water system. It was Margaretta's first home football game and we were warming up. I had just taken off my helmet, because the high school band was about to play the Star Spangled Banner. I still remember, as I looked up at Old Glory, how proud I was to be an American. I've always carried that thought with me. Life seems to have been to some degree simpler then. I don't mean to trivialize life, but you knew who the enemy was. They were the guys in the other colored jerseys.
Over recent years that seems to have changed, especially on a Tuesday morning when I was getting ready for work and my daughter was getting ready for school. Ashley got ready early and went to the family room and turned on the TV. Shortly she called me, "Dad, come here, something has happened." I went out with her and learned that an airplane had tragically, accidentally hit one of the Twin Towers. As we watched the news, the second plane hit the other Tower and we realized it wasn't an accident. That incident along with other acts of terrorism has blurred the picture considerably. You no longer can pick out the enemy by the color of the jersey.
On 9-12-01 I put Old Glory up in front of my house, and she hasn't been down since. I can't forget those who lost their lives on 9-11, especially those firemen and law enforcement officer's going up into the Towers when they came down.
Back on that crisp, fall evening as I enjoyed life, I wasn't into politics being sixteen. But I do remember my parents were Democrats, my father being a tool and die maker. And I seem to remember the Democrats were for labor and the Republicans were more for management. I seem to remember there were occasional heated debates, but not the mean spiritedness!
I remember a slogan, " America right or wrong" meaning you were proud to be an American, and the debate tried to keep America right. Where did Michael Moore come from?

Well time says that's all for now.

Take care and God Bless America,

Jim Bright, for a better America, and a simpler life for our children and grand children, God willing and the creek don't rise!

Disclaimer: This is my take on life, with no intention to offend anyone, but if I do, please accept my apology.

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