To All the Girls I've Loved Before

2009-01-17T07:10:00.003-06:00

Theme of this blog memoir (meme) -- Click here

Planned chronological table of contents -- Click here

Two special girls

2009-01-17T06:40:00.005-06:00

Fading Memories of Two Special Girls

some memories fade
barely recall Sat night baths
with my little sis

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some thoughts can recall
show me yours I'll show you mine
saith first grade girl friend

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race

2007-02-13T14:24:00.002-06:00

That is from 2 Timothy 4:7 (link), Mema died January 16, 2007. She would have been 90 years old on February 19, 2007.
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She was buried Saturday, January 20, 2007, in the New Hope Baptist Church Cemetery (link) in Hineston, Louisiana. Her final resting place will be there with her family.
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Her migration story, coming to Louisiana from Mississippi is on the February 19, 2006, blog (link). She had some more stories, Mrs. Jim and I will compile and post them soon.
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Viola Tassin, Obituary

2007-02-13T14:22:00.001-06:00

Viola Tassin
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Born: February 19, 1917
Died: January 16, 2007
Services:1:00 p.m., Saturday, January 20, 2007 in Bolton Chapel at Emmanuel Baptist Church, Alexandria.
Visitation:4:00 p.m. until 8:00 p.m., Friday, January 19, 2007 at Hixson Brothers, Alexandria.
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Services for Viola B. Tassin will be held at 1:00 p.m., Saturday, January 20, 2007 in the Bolton Chapel of Emmanuel Baptist Church with Dr. Lee Weems officiating.
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Burial will be in New Hope Cemetery, under the direction of Hixson Brothers, Alexandria.
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Pallbearers will be J. B. Shelley, Brian Dyer, Phillip Dyer, Justin Shelley, John Premeaux, and Nippy Blair.Mrs. Tassin, 89, of Alexandria died Tuesday, January 16, 2007 in Park Manor Skill Nursing, Conroe, Texas.
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She was a member of Emmanuel Baptist Church where she worked in the nursery for 62 years. During her working career she was a private sitter. Mrs. Tassin was a kind, giving person and a woman of unwavering faith.
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Preceded in death by her husbands, Eugene N. Pitre, Sr. and Louis J. Tassin; parents, Sam and Lillie Bounds Burnett; brothers, George Burnett, Marvin Burnett, Leroy Burnett; sisters, Vera B. Tucker, Lillie Mae Foret, Marvilee Terrell.
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Those left to cherish her memory include her son, Danny L. Tassin and wife, Winetta of Milan, Tennessee; daughters, Velma P. Dyer and her husband, Royce of Farmerville, LA; Arlene P. Hovendick and her husband, James of Montgomery, Texas; brother, Lonnie Burnett of Glenmora, LA; ten grandchildren and eight great grandchildren; numerous nieces and nephews.
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Friends may call Friday at Hixson Brothers, Alexandria from 4:00 p.m. until 8:00 p.m. and Saturday at Emmanuel Baptist Church from 12:00 p.m. until service time.
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Memorials may be made to Emmanuel Baptist Church Preschool Nursery Fund, 430 Jackson Street, Alexandria, LA 71301.
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From on-line obituary, click here for Hixson Bothers.

"Be ye kind one to another"

2007-02-13T14:20:00.001-06:00

Written for Sunday, January 21, 2007
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That's what Mema taught every nursery child in her care who was old enough to memorize. [She passed away January 16, 2007, read her obituary here.]
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Mema always said all her great-grandchildren were great. I'm sure these two had learned this verse. Mema generally would tell you this tale.

One time a little boy and girl in her nursery were fighting. Mema told them to remember Ephesians 4:32.

One replied, "We didn't forget it, we just aren't doing it."
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Mema then said, "and further more, God doesn't live in places where people fight."

One child then came back, "Why doesn't God come live with us, it's a lot better than this [meaning the nursery]?"

Did Mema meet her match that time? Of course not, those kids knew and were reminded of their improper behavior.

There are two parts of following God's wishes: first one must know what God wants, the Bible tells us; then we must obey, 'just do it' as the Nike slogan says.

"And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you." Ephesians 4:32 (King James Version)(link)

Ephesians 4:32 and Mema's 62 years of working were a focal point during the minister's message at her funeral yesterday.

A few links to Mema blogs [Technorati Search found 40 blogs, try these]
Family Reunion II - A Meeting of Five Cousins . . . [at New Hope Cemetery where she is buried]
Adi can [Mema thought Adi had worms]
(all) Good things have to come to an end [89th birthday]
One more Mema story [she almost had a sip of beer]
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith

Family Reunion II -- A Meeting of Five Cousins -- New Hope Baptist Church Homecoming

2007-02-13T14:16:00.004-06:00

The five cousins

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Mema's first cousins are all in their 80s. One drives her Ford pickup (rather fast on those back Louisiana roads, I must say) everywhere.
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From left to right is Viola (Mema, Mrs. Jim's mother), Gracie (a cousin by marriage), Louvenia, Oma, and Ethel. All of them were born and grew up in Central Louisiana. They all still live there, except for Mema, who lives in Texas near us. All are widowed.
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We met at the New Hope Baptist Church in Elmer, Louisiana, for Homecoming 2006. Only Mema had been able to come to the family reunion the week before in North Louisiana, so this was a second reunion for them.
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Adi wonders if she will get to eat with us

Mema, Mrs. Jim, Adi, and I drove over to Alexandria, Louisiana, Saturday morning. That is about a five hour drive. On the way we ate at the Boiling Pot in Sulfur [not Sulfer ], La. Things just weren't as good there as when we were there before. In fact, our food wasn't very warm at all.

We visited Mema's brother, Lonnie, on the way up. Mema and Lonnie are the only survivors of the eight children. We had a nice get-to-gether with him. Lonnie's health did not permit him to attend the reunion the week before. Mema gave him her doggie bag chicken and sausage gumbo left over from the boiling pot. It was a lot better hot, Mrs. Jim tasted it.

After our nice visit with Lonnie we proceeded to Mema's home in Alexandria. On the way we stopped at the Woodman of the World camp to check it out a little for next year's reunion. Mrs. Jim didn't sign any contracts for it.

Mema's home was doing fine, one neighbor was parking his van in the driveway and another was mowing her yard. The lady across the street came over and we had a nice visit with her. She has fine neighbors.

We spent the night at the new Comfort Inn on West Bolton. It was really nice. We ate the included continental breakfast and went to Emanuel Baptist church. I got my coffee and headed to a men's Sunday school class.

Then I heard Mema fussing in the hall. She said we would be late for the Homecoming at new hope if we stayed. We couldn't convince her it was only a half hour drive. So we left. Of course we got there a good hour before the church service (Homecoming service this time).

Adi was certain she was going to have to stay in the car while we all were enjoying things in the church

[This photographer is overpaid]

The service was good, the guest minister, Dr. Joe Kite, gave a fiery sermon. He is about a year older than me, both of us slightly younger than Methuselah. He had a keen sense of humor. Since he didn't know us, he looked our way a lot; sure he didn't want to miss an opportunity for a convert. The piano player played like church music should be played in a Louisiana country church. Her grandmother was a cousin of some sorts to the five cousins.

They took up three offerings, the first was for cemetery maintence. That's part of what Homecoming is for, to raise money for the cemetery maintenance fund. Both Mema and Mrs. Jim contributed. The next offering was taken by the children. Most everyone's pocket change ended up in a bucket, earmarked for a mission project. I don't think there was much money left then for the regular offering, but they had it too.

Following the service there was a pot luck dinner. Everything from beans to potato salad, mashed (cooked first) carrots to deviled eggs, and King Ranch chicken to barbecued brisket. None of the chocolate pie Mrs. Jim brought was left.

Mrs. Jim's grandparents are buried here

When we finished eating a lot of us went over to the cemetery. All of the cousins went along with some of their kids, grandchildren, and great grandchildren. We drove over to where Mema's parents were buried. Mema was getting worn out, so she didn't get out of the car.

Mrs. Jim's father is buried here

Her mother will be buried here beside him someday

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After visiting the graves we went to Gracies home. Gracie, Ethel and all of us visited for a couple of hours.

Our trip home was uneventful. We didn't need the St. Christopher statue we haven't bought yet. No blowouts or anything. Mrs. Jim and I trade off driving, she drives mostly when I get sleepy.

Our car enjoyed that $2.7x gasoline (premium). We missed the final fillup so had to do that for $3.01 in Conroe, Texas.

And the ladies really enjoyed their day, even though it wasn't a planned reunion.

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Mom liked those Nebraska Corn Huskers!

2007-02-06T16:06:00.004-06:00

originally posted Saturday, September 16, 2006, in me, old blogs never read, and . . .

Harry Husker
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Herbie Husker,
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Lil' Red
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Mom was a BIG Husker fan. A really big one. As far as I know she had only been to one game, at the one that LSU tied Nebraska at LSU with us . Mrs. Jim has two degrees from LSU so we all had a good time.

In the 90s some time, Mrs. Jim and I got my mom a hand-painted plywood Harry Husker like you see all over Tekamah during football season. The craft place just south of the hardware store was selling them.

Mom watched every Nebraska football game that was on TV. If it wasn't televised then her radio was ready for the game. She would worry every minute of play (don't we all) about her Huskers and wished them along for the entire 60 minutes of playing time.

She would put her Harry out in the yard every game day. The rest of the time Harry lived on her front porch. When Mom died Harry became mine. He lives in our office room and sometimes gets to come out for football games.

Harry did get us a ticket. Well, not a real ticket, but a letter from the Properties Owner's Association telling us we were in violation for having an unauthorzed sign in our garage window. We have more Oklahoma State people in our subdivision than Husker fans. I think one of these other team fans turned us in.

That time he had been in the window for a couple of weeks. He is in our dining room window as of this morning and will stay at least until January something.

I missed out somehow on Herbie. Maybe I was behind the door when he was announced. For sure I was in Texas. I have heard people calling our Harry by the wrong name and until today I just figured he was going by another name. But I googled 'Harry Husker' and found out these guys were different in time.

Besides Bob's below, another site with pretty good info is on the Husker News at the Husker Press Site. Read it for a better rundown about Harry's demise. They did a cute interview today with Harry. Harry was quoted as willing to return to Lincoln to help the team.
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The guys here are from the Web site of Bob's Gridiron Grille and the Pigskin Pub, [1-17-2009 update: that link is broken, try this] located at 4200 South 27th Street, Bishop Heights Shopping Center, Lincoln, Nebraska. At 27th and Hwy 2. The information about the mascots is also courtesey of them. SEE NOTE BELOW!!

Harry Husker--"The 1960's Harry HuskerWhen Bob Devaney arrived in Nebraska in 1962, he felt Nebraska needed a new image and a new mascot. He finally found that mascot in 1964 when he was reading an article in the NEBRASKA FARMER MAGAZINE. Inside was a mascot drawn by Bill Goggins, the magazine's art director. Nebraska asked for permission to use the mascot and in 1965, Harry Husker was adopted as the official Nebraska mascot."
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Herbie Husker--"The 1970's Herbie Husker When Tom Osborne took over the head coaching duties in 1973, it was felt that a new mascot was needed for the new era of Nebraska football. At the end of Coach Osborne's 1st year, the team traveled to the Cotton Bowl to play the University of Texas. While at the Cotton Bowl, the Lubbock, Texas artist Dirk West had created a caricature to hang in the Cotton Bowl headquarters. Nebraska officials saw the caricature and commissioned Dirk West to perfect the mascot. In 1974, the revised mascot was officially adopted as Nebraska's new mascot." [Herbie courtesy of Capital One All Mascot Team ].

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Lil' Red--"As the Osborne Era was starting to wind down, after 25 glorious years, it was felt that Nebraska needed a new image. Although Herbie Husker remained as an official mascot, a new mascot was adopted in the early 1990's. At present, Nebraska has two mascots, a new looking Herbie Husker, and Lil' Red."

Closed before I even knew it was there!
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The latest info on Bob's Web site reads:
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Thank you for your past patronage! Bob's Gridiron Grille and the Pigskin Pub
is closed!
We will miss our valued employees and faithful customers!
Thanks for all the good times! Our trouble started with the City of Lincoln's smoking ban, and ended with a serious disagreement with the landlord.

We like our Harry and will just keep him for all our time.

p.s. You can see him also on my September 15 post (link) as well as links to the Husker fight songs, etc.

....... Nebraska+Fight+Song Harry+Husker Football Nebraska+Football Sports Music Photos Dog HNT Nebraska Huskers Nebraska+Huskers Cornhuskers Nebraska+Cornhuskers

jimmie picture self portrait

2006-07-23T00:06:00.000-05:00

Karen and Billy's First Anniversary . . December 29, 2005

2006-06-29T22:43:00.000-05:00

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

KAREN AND BILLY

They have been married for one year this day. And we wish them to live happily ever after.

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It was a year ago in Las Vegas with family and friends.

The wedding was in the Wedding Chapel of the Mandalay Bay Hotel, where we were all staying.

I really didn't want to go sit down after I had presented the bride.

It was a beautiful wedding and we won't forget that day!

2006-04-28T15:32:00.000-05:00

GRANDCHILD NUMBER 4,
aka GC#4
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Grandchildren are the Joys of our Lives. Sometimes they come as babies and sometimes they come as a 7 year old. Either way they are wonderful and GC#4 is especially wonderful. She is enthusiastic and inquisitive. She likes adventures with grandparents and that really pleases us.
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Things are never dull when GC#4 is around. She is tireless or at least us old folks have never been able to "wear her out". She gives us the opportunity to do the things again that our older grandchildren have outgrown such as the zoo, with their night opening with Christmas lights. That was fun as were the lighted paddleboats we got to ride in.
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This is a picture of our newest grandchild taken in her karate class. Notice she is wearing her yellow belt. We haven’t seen her yet wearing her suit and yellow belt. She is now eight and is in the third grade. We love her very much and like to visit with her as much as we can.
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On December 20, 2005, this precocious little girl officially became a member of our family. Our daughter, Karen was married to our now son-in-law, Billy. Along with Billy came GC#4, his then seven year-old daughter. We are so glad.
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PapaJay asked GC#4 a few questions and here are her responses.
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GC#4’s favorite things are:
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Fast food/junk food
The color blue
Sprite and Coke
Stuffed Animals
Video Games
Dogs and kittens
Macaroni and cheese
Corn dogs
Grilled cheese sandwiches
Lays potato chips
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Things GC#4 doesn’t like:
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Vegetables and greens
The color black
Plaid vests
Itchy things
School lunches
Rats (for some reason)
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Ice cream is ‘o.k.’
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Her favorite TV programs:
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Suite Life of Zach and Cody
Doodle Bops
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Her favorite on-line video game is 'Toontown'
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Kabuki is her Pug
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When she grows up she wants to be an author of children’s books.
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For sure GC#4 takes time to smell the flowers!
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This blog is a joint effort of her Mimi and PapaJay, aka Jim and Mrs. Jim

2006-02-19T01:42:00.001-06:00

"I was born in 1917, in Poplarville, Mississippi. We came to Louisiana when I was four. We made our home at Camp 19 [near Elmer, Louisiana]. That was in an old logging camp."
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"We came by train. When we crossed the Mississippi River, there weren't any bridges at Baton Rouge. Each car was carried across on a barge and hooked up again on the other side. We stayed in the cars, on the barges."

Mrs. Viola T is 'Mema' to us and her grandchildren.

Today is her 89th birthday. She has one son, Danny, and is the mother of two daughters, Velma and Mrs. Jim. Mema also has seven grandchildren. Her kids and grandkids are scattered from West Texas to Alabama. Of course each is the brightest and smartest and has the best job of any in the country.

More: "I had two husbands and buried them both. They both died of barbecued lungs. That killed them. I won't get married again because I can't afford to bury another man." . Mema now lives in Conroe, Texas, fairly close to Mrs. Jim. She moved here from Louisiana and has been here a couple of years now. She likes her apartment but often muses how nice it had been to live in a 'paid for house.'

Her work was stay at home mother, church nursery worker for 62 years, and a caretaker for elderly or sick ladies. She also worked with the Cub Scouts for a while when her son, now 52, was a Scout.

In her 89 years, her favs:

Vacation--a visit to the Holy Land in 1980

Food--McDonald's Double Cheeseburgers and Dr. Pepper

Dislikes--mushrooms, she knows where they are grown

Also dislikes--crawfish, they were Papa's fish bait

Thing to do--go to Sunday school, she doesn't miss

TV program--the news, then most anything, she doesn't watch ball games
Scripture verse--Ephesians 4:32, "And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you." She taught every child in the nursery that verse. And she showed them how to follow that rule.

An observance made by her son-in-law: When she went to the Holy Land, she needed a passport. When her birth certificate came from Mississippi, her name was listed as 'Baby Girl B____.' It bothered her that her mother hadn't given her a name. An explanation that maybe her mother just didn't have enough time to get a name to the nurses worked a little. I know she still wonders.

Birth certificates lacking names must be a common occurrence in Mississippi, as they were prepared for this situation. Mema just had to tell them she wanted to be called Viola. And Viola, she got a new birth certificate with a real name. . The Holy Land trip was Mema's first time to fly in an airplane. She watched and watched from her window all the luggage that was being loaded. She remarked that "this plane is going to be to heavy to fly." . Then too, the plane was full. She just knew that with the full plane and all that luggage we could not leave the ground. But we did.
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Yesterday we celebrated by going to Pancho's Mexican Buffet restaurant. That is her son's favorite place to eat when he comes here. They don't have Pancho's in Tennessee.
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Some of the wait staff at Pancho's

singing Happy Birthday to Mema
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Oh yes, Mema has never held a driver's license. She does have a 'back seat driver's license' given to her by the State of Louisiana to be used as an ID. Mema is good at her back seat driving while telling us her many, many, funny stories.

2006-02-08T08:59:00.003-06:00

What is to come here.
[featuring accounts of the ladies who affected my life--most women I know have affected my life, some won't be told, a few on purpose, some I don't remember]

Remember, I am a Christian. God keeps track of me. I'm not nearly perfect, and sometimes slipping away from Jesus' sight might seem desirable. Well, I tried, but he doesn't leave me. Seems as though The Holy Spirit keeps straightening me out too. [Scripture for these will come, not today, I have work and other things to do now.]

So it will be a two part writing, maybe integrated into one.
One part will be these ladies' influence on my Christian walk.
The other part will be historical and how they affected me in general.

Like I said previously, some will be several posts.

I have a couple of memoirs to write, this will be the start for one. There will be some things in those memoirs that won't be said here.

Here goes: [not even spell checked right now, I have things to do]

I. Mom (probably several posts here, she was the first woman I knew)
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II. Aunts and Grandmothers.
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III. Sister Lois. Really a basket case here, but she is nice
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IV. Lola. Not her real name. A little girl I met in the first grade. She tried to teach me the facts of life.
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V. Miscellaneous girls at the University of Nebraska and at the watch factory.
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VI. Erma. My first girl friend. She couldn't teach me the facts of life either. Maybe it was that she wouldn't.
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VII. Two Barbaras, and a sister. Sister tried, but didn't make it with the facts of life.
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VII. Donna. She taught me the facts of life.
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VIII. Another Erma. She would have liked to teach me, even marry me. I ran.
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IX. First Wife. Who taught who here? All is well, we were married. Things went to pot, we divorced four kids and thirteen years later. Also had a mother-in-law, of course. She like me through it all. Where the married friends went after our split?
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X. My Vespa motorscooter. A hint of things to come.
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XI. My Honda motorcycle. Jimmie goes wild again!
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XII. Susie. She is Jim Jr.#3. We did a lot of things, even when we were separated in residence. See her blog, Susie's Music. She could use some more encouragement.
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XII. Three years of happiness being single. Very little dating here and there. 'I was in hiding.'
Some memories:
a. Mrs. Freelove (and friend). What a name! But it wasn't descriptive.
b. Unnamed # 1. Not sure what to say, probably won't say much. O.S.K.
c. Unnamed # 2. [what goes around comes around--no hanky panky about it though--off to war again here]
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XIII. Mrs. Jim. 33 years of married happiness. The biggie part of my life! She found me 'in hiding' and stole my heart for keeps. She had better watch it though, if she tries for my kidneys or liver!
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XIV. GC#2 -- A grownup girl now, a Junior at the University of Texas in Austin
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XV. GC#3 -- Graduated from high school, now what?
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XVI. Karen. Jim Jr#5. You know her by her blog, Karen's Happiness.
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XVII. Adi. You know her. And. And the begging of this one. There are a lot more. Enter 'Adi' into the SEARCH THIS BLOG box at the top of Jim's Little Blog, then enter. Browse to your hearts content. Today I came up with 30 posts mentioning her. I'm sure there will be more soon.
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XVIII. GC#4. She came into the family when Karen and Billy got married. Much earlier she had come into our hearts. See January 20, 2006 posting. Please note she is wearing a Go Big Red Nebraska cheerleader outfit. The University of Nebraska is her favorite college right now. I'm not sure what would happen if she were to have snow before Thanksgiving. Son Mike had that happen, he quit school and came back to Texas.
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XIX. Many Blogger friends, Sunday school class members, and social life buds.

My actions and feelings are tempered to an extent into the shell that people, especially the ladies, expect me to have. Nevertheless I am still my own person when I really want to be.

Prologue: Only I know the real me, me and Jesus. And I'm not too sure about me sometimes.

2006-01-15T21:45:00.001-06:00

To all the girls I've loved before

Who travelled in and out my door

I'm glad they came along

(by Willie Nelson)

Some new glimpses of Jim

The plan: to show how the different women I have encountered have affected my life. Willie and I run a little on parallel tracks. My life has echoed the Old Testament in that there are some rough places followed by fairly good behavior.

You will see that some of these women have helped me for the better when their help was needed. They came along at just the right time for me. I'm glad.
There will be some asides, of course; observations of features or events which one could not conceive having any effect on me.

One thing for sure, not everything will be published.Some women will not be mentioned.Several ladies will not be identifiable.I will let every present character know ahead of time to ensure I don't embarrass them too much.

Fairly chronological in order, Mom will be first.

A few things:

one: I have always been faithful to the one I've been married to.

two: not everything will be published.

three: everything will be true--do I ever stretch the truth? I won't in these!

four: expect these only once a week or so.Why would I want to do this?

The idea first came to me when I presented my Christian walk testimony at a monthly men's prayer breakfast group. I even had purchased a Willie Nelson CD to play this song. And I had written a lot of notes.

I didn't take the CD. I'm not sure why but it sure wouldn't have been appropriate on that day. Our organist and his family would provide the music program before my talk. He is a graduate student at Rice University, working on a Masters of Music. She and the boys are wonderful singers. And the music was wonderful. My attempt of humor using the Willie CD would not have served my intended purpose.

In the back of my mind there is a desire to write my memoirs. I will not be writing an autobiography. Memoirs are told in story form, with a theme or plot. One book of memoirs would be along the lines of these coming blogs. There probably is more than enough material for just one book. The problem is, nothing for the book(s) has been put into writing. It may never be. So this will record a part of it.

An aside--I have several other books in mind. One is a historical novel, one a 'how to' book of devotions, and another I won't mention.

My old retirement joke goes, "What are you going to do now that you are retiring?"

My answer, "Finish my book." "I didn't know you were writing one!"

Again, my answer, "I'm not, I'm reading one."

That is just about true. For several years I have been reading Mark Twain's Traveling with the innocents abroad: Mark Twain's original reports from the Holy Land. I just can't get it finished.

Twain was on contract with a San Francisco newspaper while on his cruise/tour of the Holy Land and was obligated to write letters for publication for his papers. The letters later would be the gist of his Innocents Abroad.

Here goes.

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To All The Girls I've Loved Before
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To all the girls I've loved before
Who travelled in and out my door
I'm glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
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To all the girls I once caressed
And may I say I've held the best
For helping me to grow
I owe a lot I know
To all the girls I've loved before
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The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away
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To all the girls who shared my life
Who now are someone else's wives
I'm glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
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To all the girls who cared for me
Who filled my nights with ecstasy
They live within my heart
I'll always be a part
Of all the girls I've loved before
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The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away
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To all the girls we've loved before
Who travelled in and out our doors
We're glad they came along
We dedicate this song
To all the girls we've loved before
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To all the girls we've loved before
Who travelled in and out our doors
We're glad they came along
We dedicate this song
To all the girls we've loved before.

Lyrics: http://www.geocities.com/SouthBeach/Shores/5498/page3.html

Previously posted for the main part in Jim's Little Blog on January 3, 2006