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Friday, September 24, 2004

A Tribute To My Mother

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!"

"Gone where?"

Gone from my sight. That is all.

Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!" there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"

And that is dying.

Henry Van Dyke

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Drafting A Draft Bill

Our favorite Dimocrats are at it again, introducing a bill calling for a renewed military draft in this country then letting the DNC blame it on the Republicans.

On The Cutting Edge

The Swiss Army knife is now at the forefront of technology. The next generation will have a keyboard.

They open in the morning, welcoming the early light. When I see these, I know the cool nights and warm days of an east Texas fall are here.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Can It Be True?

Interstate Bakeries is filing for chapter 11. Are the Twinkie's days numbered?

Ivan Reincarnates

After devastating Florida and other parts of the country, Ivan looped back south, crossed Florida as a low pressure area, and now is in the Gulf of Mexico. Looks like the track will take it straight into Galveston Bay. I'm not concerned with the wind--it will be a minimal tropical storm at best. The problem we may have, though, is rain. If it moves as slowly as predicted, this could be another Allison.
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