I would rather live my life as if there is a God, and die to find out there isn’t, than live my life as if there isn’t, and die to find out there is!

Thursday, June 5, 2014

R.I.P. Callie... R.I.P.

Today I lost a friend and companion of 15 years.  Callie, a beautiful bright Border Collie Was just a couple of months into her 16th year of life.  I will miss her.  

She was an amazing animal and close to perfect right to the end. I think the end came around 10:00 AM this morning. I was not here so am not absolutely sure of the time. My estimate is based on knowing when I left this morning and the degree of rigor when we found her.

As a young dog she loved to run. She had a running style we called “tuck butt.” It’s hard for me to describe it to someone who did not see it, but it will be forever in my memory.  It was truly a unique style. 

Callie liked people… almost all people, but sometimes at first it would take her a few minutes to “warm up” to someone new, but she always did.

In her entire life she visited a vet very few times. Most of her life she was a very healthy dog. Oh, the last few months she had a bit of “doggie dementia” but never was really sick ever.  That was an enormous blessing.

We knew she was getting close to the end, but even this morning she was acting perfectly normal.  Last night she came to the chair I was sitting in and gave my hand a little kiss… as though saying good-by. Of course I did not see it as that at the time.

Susan found her lying by the edge of the drive way when she stopped by the house for lunch.  I arrived just a few minutes later. We suspect she had a stroke and died immediately. In any event we think there was no suffering relating to her passing. I am glad of that.

We buried her on the edge of the woods bordering our property. That was one of her favorite places.  In a few minutes, when it gets a little cooler outside, I will take a beer and a fine cigar and go down there and spend a few minutes with her…

She will be missed. R.I.P Callie… R.I.P.                                                        
Callie on the left, Corky on the right.

Monday, June 2, 2014

I Am Tired...


By Robert A.Hall
I'm 73 Except for one
semester in college when jobs were scarce and a
six-month period when I was between jobs, but
job-hunting every day, I've worked,
hard, since I was 18.
Despite some health challenges, I still put in
50-hour weeks, and haven't called in sick in
seven or eight years. I make a good salary, but
I didn't inherit my job or my income, and I
worked to get where I am. Given the economy,
there's no retirement in sight, and I'm tired.
Very tired.

I'm tired of being told
that I have to "spread the wealth" to people who
don't have my work ethic. I'm tired of being
told the government will take the money I
earned, by force if necessary, and give it to
people too lazy to earn it.

I'm tired of being told that Islam is a "Religion of Peace,"
when every day I can read dozens of stories of Muslim men
killing their sisters, wives and daughters for
their family "honor"; of Muslims rioting over
some slight offense; of Muslims murdering
Christian and Jews because they aren't
"believers;" of Muslims burning schools for
girls; of Muslims stoning teenage rape victims
to death for "adultery;" of Muslims mutilating
the genitals of little girls; all in the name of
Allah, because the Qur'an and Shari’a law tells
them to.

I'm tired of being told
that, out of "tolerance for other cultures," we
must let Saudi Arabia use our oil money to fund
mosques and mandrassa Islamic schools to preach
hate in America and Canada , while no American
nor Canadian group is allowed to fund a church,
synagogue or religious school in Saudi Arabia to
teach love and tolerance..

I'm tired of being told I
must lower my living standard to fight global
warming, which no one is allowed to debate.

I'm tired of being told
that drug addicts have a disease, and I must
help support and treat them, and pay for the
damage they do. Did a giant germ rush out of a
dark alley, grab them, and stuff white powder up
their noses while they tried to fight it off?

I'm tired of hearing
wealthy athletes, entertainers and politicians
of both parties talking about innocent mistakes,
stupid mistakes or youthful mistakes, when we
all know they think their only mistake was
getting caught. I'm tired of people with a sense
of entitlement, rich or poor.

I'm real tired of people who
don't take responsibility for their lives and
actions. I'm tired of hearing them blame the
government, or discrimination or big-whatever
for their problems.

Yes, I'm damn tired. But I'm also glad to
be 73.. Because, mostly, I'm not going to have
to see the world these people are making. I'm
just sorry for my granddaughters and grandson.

Robert A. Hall is a Marine Vietnam veteran who served
five terms in the Massachusetts State Senate.


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