A few years back I had posted some of my thoughts about Barack Hussein Obama being elected. I am not sure I made it clear then but I have to add that the foolish man was never elected in the first place. I'll never believe he was either time. Look at what has happened since then. I predicted "insane bravado" which had played out over and over again. From that Chicago thug holding seats for his buddies to staged school shootings in attempts to take our firearms. This has gone beyond madness. One can clearly see how this era of politics is not what some many think it is. To millions of us it doesn't even begin to appear normal. To us it's obvious there are people controlling this entire show that are far above our own government. I envision a future history class where children spend six weeks cramming their brains with literally hundreds of transgressions against our people and our laws using BOBO_da_Prez as their spearhead. Ha! As if the current education manufacturing system would go dead against itself like that. We will have to throw all that out and do something totally different. My family does already.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Living Life
Another long period of time has passed since I last posted. Up to this point not a WHOLE lot has transpired like usual. A machine burned in January. Insurance said we can wrap this up in 2 to 4 days. 2 months later I was finally able to collect the insurance. A large chunk of it went to pay bills that had piled up because I was not able to get back to work the whole time. I should have had it insured for much more. Anyone who has been through something like this can relate it seems. I guess that's the biggest event I can think of at the moment.
My dad has been gone for over a year and a half. I have had many MANY dreams where we communicated but not just too clearly. This last one had him sitting in my living room with other family around and he wanted to see the latest credentials I earned through wild land firefighting. He looked a little younger than when he died as he does in all my dreams so far.We had a lot to do yet. I miss him a lot. Everyone does. He is the topic of much conversation I have even with people I have never met. My mom is doing better these days but the void is obvious. I wish Things were different for her but she is a strong woman, always is. Dad was gone a lot when I as growing up and mom did a lot of the raising. The three boys, of which I am the youngest, used to have a saying. "Mamma did raise three boys but she didn't raise mamma's boys." All three of us are "successful" though not rich. We all three have been married once and each with a great wife and kids. It looks like these marriages are once and for all too. I think that says a lot.
It is pitiful what has transpired over our nation. We are truly being destroyed by elements that can be found throughout space and time. It's like cancer. It's in us all but we sometimes live in a way that nurtures it and it grows into something that kills us. Our nation has done this. The enemies were there at it's founding. Because of people's tendency to nurture all the worst things about humanity we have become ill with a politically malignant cancer. I doubt if we can be saved and our time is limited unless there is a miracle.
I have many things to be thankful for. I am happy in general though that may not always be obvious. However, I just look around at this world in disgust especially with the powers that be. In any other capacity they would all simply be losers. I am trying to quit this logging thing I have been doing for 20+ years. It is hard work and noble too. Few men attempt it and of those few who do much fewer could ever say they had a career of it. I can say I had a logging career. It's still happening but hopefully not much longer. I mentioned the powers that be because I feel that has everything to do with the misery we hard working people feel now more than ever. They are the worst kind of criminals. People like to say the weak dollar is the reason. Well maybe a small part of it. It's the damn stock market. How else would it be possible for the ENTIRE forest industry in the USA to be hurting so much yet the big retailers are shining ever brighter? If you think full circle you will come to the same conclusion I have. It's disgusting.
There is a bit of good news though. This wild land firefighting thing couldn't be more up my alley if it was a dancing musical saw made of gold. That is the hardest work I have ever done and the greatest working experience I have ever had. My particular job is cutting down dangerous trees while some are actually on fire. I love it. Most of the wild land firefighters are great people. Those in my generation and older are the best. I have to admit though it's a great place to find young folks who really have it together. So much so that it will restore your faith that there is hope for the next generation. I really like the territory over there too. I'd move over there if it was feasible though I'd never want to give up this area. I reckon it is possible to find good things anywhere ya go. One of my boys has gotten involved in wild land firefighting too. We are expecting to go out west before too long. I really look forward to it. The only down side, which is a big one, is I miss the heck out of my family. Last year I was very ready to get back home to them when the fire season came to an end.
I'll try to get back on here soon.
My dad has been gone for over a year and a half. I have had many MANY dreams where we communicated but not just too clearly. This last one had him sitting in my living room with other family around and he wanted to see the latest credentials I earned through wild land firefighting. He looked a little younger than when he died as he does in all my dreams so far.We had a lot to do yet. I miss him a lot. Everyone does. He is the topic of much conversation I have even with people I have never met. My mom is doing better these days but the void is obvious. I wish Things were different for her but she is a strong woman, always is. Dad was gone a lot when I as growing up and mom did a lot of the raising. The three boys, of which I am the youngest, used to have a saying. "Mamma did raise three boys but she didn't raise mamma's boys." All three of us are "successful" though not rich. We all three have been married once and each with a great wife and kids. It looks like these marriages are once and for all too. I think that says a lot.
It is pitiful what has transpired over our nation. We are truly being destroyed by elements that can be found throughout space and time. It's like cancer. It's in us all but we sometimes live in a way that nurtures it and it grows into something that kills us. Our nation has done this. The enemies were there at it's founding. Because of people's tendency to nurture all the worst things about humanity we have become ill with a politically malignant cancer. I doubt if we can be saved and our time is limited unless there is a miracle.
I have many things to be thankful for. I am happy in general though that may not always be obvious. However, I just look around at this world in disgust especially with the powers that be. In any other capacity they would all simply be losers. I am trying to quit this logging thing I have been doing for 20+ years. It is hard work and noble too. Few men attempt it and of those few who do much fewer could ever say they had a career of it. I can say I had a logging career. It's still happening but hopefully not much longer. I mentioned the powers that be because I feel that has everything to do with the misery we hard working people feel now more than ever. They are the worst kind of criminals. People like to say the weak dollar is the reason. Well maybe a small part of it. It's the damn stock market. How else would it be possible for the ENTIRE forest industry in the USA to be hurting so much yet the big retailers are shining ever brighter? If you think full circle you will come to the same conclusion I have. It's disgusting.
There is a bit of good news though. This wild land firefighting thing couldn't be more up my alley if it was a dancing musical saw made of gold. That is the hardest work I have ever done and the greatest working experience I have ever had. My particular job is cutting down dangerous trees while some are actually on fire. I love it. Most of the wild land firefighters are great people. Those in my generation and older are the best. I have to admit though it's a great place to find young folks who really have it together. So much so that it will restore your faith that there is hope for the next generation. I really like the territory over there too. I'd move over there if it was feasible though I'd never want to give up this area. I reckon it is possible to find good things anywhere ya go. One of my boys has gotten involved in wild land firefighting too. We are expecting to go out west before too long. I really look forward to it. The only down side, which is a big one, is I miss the heck out of my family. Last year I was very ready to get back home to them when the fire season came to an end.
I'll try to get back on here soon.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Happy Thanksgiving Baby!
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
I'll stay upbeat on this post by starting with how thankful I am to our Creator for creating that woman who can cook up a storm. I remember nearly 20 years ago she was learning the ropes in the kitchen. I am not sure she knew too much about getting it right in the food department and I know for sure I didn't know too much either. However I was raised in a family with an excellent cook and was familiar with real taste. Over all these years my taste has been refined but not in a way I expected. My taste has been refined by my wife who is becoming well known for her culinary skills. I guess this could have been expected. After all she has pretty much conquered every other pursuit in her life as well as some things she never really pursued. Some folks are just winners in spite of all the environmental stresses they have to overcome. I am a lucky man...errr...a blessed man.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Life
Time flies again like Delta Airlines.....and it shows. Much more has passed since the death of my father and the birth of my daughter. I had a year of much reflection and consideration over what life is about. Geez! Sometimes little phrases like that just undermine what you're saying. I think there are some ideas that simply cannot be put into words. What life is about? As if I am questioning the question.....which I am.
Anyways I was gone for a while this year working on wildfires out west and promised the kids we'd go a few places when I got home. Today we are headed to the Birmingham Zoo. It has some 700 animals and a "steam engine" that rolls around the park. It will be nice getting out with the family for a day. I hope we get another adventure to go on soon. There are some good options but deciding on which is gonna be a challenge.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Matilda is Here
A few posts back I made it known that Misty and I were expecting another baby and this time a girl. This is our 8th child and only our second girl. Matilda Lee was born at 11:50am on December 26th, 2011 at Crockett Hospital in Lawrenceburg, Tennessee. She weighed 7lbs 12ozs and was 19 inches long. I had thought Louie was going to go through being a brown headed kid but this time I swear we finally have one with truly brown hair.
The pregnancy seemed to go very well considering all the H/E double hockey sticks her last pregnancy tried to be. Knowing what had caused the problem with Louie's time in the womb Misty was able to stay ahead of possible issues with Matilda's time in there.
Our time in the hospital was quite different this time. One factor had to be the day being one after Christmas. Another factor had to be that we were in the hospital with Matilda only 24 hours after she was born. Misty's aunt and uncle showed up there not 2 minutes after Matilda was born. They took a number of pictures and celebrated her birth with us. After they left that was it as no one else showed up. That was really unusual. I am sure my mother would have been there but she spent all the days around the time of her birth with a pretty strong cold. It turns out to be just alright though. We never complained because it was great having just the three of us there 'chilling out' for a day preparing to get Matilda home to all the hugs and kisses she is due. We have had a number of folks come by the house for a visit. Some brought food which is a great blessing...all of it good food too....
Matilda spent the first few days here adjusting to life on the outside and the last couple nights she has managed to sleep most of the night. She's just doing things pretty much in the tradition of all our kids. There's nights along the way when things don't go so well but all in all it looks like we got another fantastic kid joining the family.
We are all so happy to have Matilda but we are also very sad that Papa isn't here to hold her too. Papa wasn't always so supportive of us having so many kids but by the time we had our 6th he seemed to have changed his mind. This go'round he often brought up how excited he was to know he had a grand daughter on the way and he could hardly wait to hold her. It is heartbreaking for certain but we must carry on and having Matilda here is a huge step for us and our understanding of life and it's purpose.
Below I am posting a link to a photo album of Matilda's and will be adding to it over time. For updates all you have to do is come back here and click on the link and you will be able to see her grow a little. You may have to copy/paste the link in your browser.
-Enjoy
http://s1125.photobucket.com/albums/l586/pbunyon2002/Matilda/
The pregnancy seemed to go very well considering all the H/E double hockey sticks her last pregnancy tried to be. Knowing what had caused the problem with Louie's time in the womb Misty was able to stay ahead of possible issues with Matilda's time in there.
Our time in the hospital was quite different this time. One factor had to be the day being one after Christmas. Another factor had to be that we were in the hospital with Matilda only 24 hours after she was born. Misty's aunt and uncle showed up there not 2 minutes after Matilda was born. They took a number of pictures and celebrated her birth with us. After they left that was it as no one else showed up. That was really unusual. I am sure my mother would have been there but she spent all the days around the time of her birth with a pretty strong cold. It turns out to be just alright though. We never complained because it was great having just the three of us there 'chilling out' for a day preparing to get Matilda home to all the hugs and kisses she is due. We have had a number of folks come by the house for a visit. Some brought food which is a great blessing...all of it good food too....
Matilda spent the first few days here adjusting to life on the outside and the last couple nights she has managed to sleep most of the night. She's just doing things pretty much in the tradition of all our kids. There's nights along the way when things don't go so well but all in all it looks like we got another fantastic kid joining the family.
We are all so happy to have Matilda but we are also very sad that Papa isn't here to hold her too. Papa wasn't always so supportive of us having so many kids but by the time we had our 6th he seemed to have changed his mind. This go'round he often brought up how excited he was to know he had a grand daughter on the way and he could hardly wait to hold her. It is heartbreaking for certain but we must carry on and having Matilda here is a huge step for us and our understanding of life and it's purpose.
Below I am posting a link to a photo album of Matilda's and will be adding to it over time. For updates all you have to do is come back here and click on the link and you will be able to see her grow a little. You may have to copy/paste the link in your browser.
-Enjoy
http://s1125.photobucket.com/albums/l586/pbunyon2002/Matilda/
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Vivacious Robert Walker and Popcorn
Dad sure was full of life. At 73 years young he was still out picking them up and knocking them down. He and my mother went out dancing multiple nights of the week. Some weeks it was every night. They spent a lifetime dancing together like perfect partners. As a child I remember the two of them clogging to that tune "Popcorn". We were off in some family type dance hall with lots of other folks including little kids out there cutting up the parquet. I gotta say I was a bit jealous of those kids too. I would have loved to learn all that and got out there but we still had a good time. I suppose those evenings are where I first picked up my interest in dance and in music. That Popcorn song is infectious.
I remember my brother David drawing some designs for their square dancing outfits too. I think it was Big Cuss and Little Cuss. David had these cartoon characters he used in various places including art competitions, cartoon strips, and of course my parents dancing outfits. The combo I remember was Dad in brown pants and a yellow western style button down with brown trimmed "Big Cuss" while Mom wore one of those big fluffy skirts. It was yellow too with brown trimmed cartoon character "Little Cuss". There has to be some pictures of that somewhere.
Of course that was just one of the many genres of dancing that they found themselves dominating. As of lately it was the line dancing and some two step sorts at local shindigs and clubs. I sure miss all that and could have never put a value on it back then. I didn't even understand how significant it wound become. I guess like all the best known art work was not valued so much until the artist was gone. My Dad was always priceless to us but now taking inventory of our lives with him makes his life that much more immeasurable.
Dancing, motorcycles, and rocket science......oh my. There is so much to share!
I remember my brother David drawing some designs for their square dancing outfits too. I think it was Big Cuss and Little Cuss. David had these cartoon characters he used in various places including art competitions, cartoon strips, and of course my parents dancing outfits. The combo I remember was Dad in brown pants and a yellow western style button down with brown trimmed "Big Cuss" while Mom wore one of those big fluffy skirts. It was yellow too with brown trimmed cartoon character "Little Cuss". There has to be some pictures of that somewhere.
Of course that was just one of the many genres of dancing that they found themselves dominating. As of lately it was the line dancing and some two step sorts at local shindigs and clubs. I sure miss all that and could have never put a value on it back then. I didn't even understand how significant it wound become. I guess like all the best known art work was not valued so much until the artist was gone. My Dad was always priceless to us but now taking inventory of our lives with him makes his life that much more immeasurable.
Dancing, motorcycles, and rocket science......oh my. There is so much to share!
Monday, November 28, 2011
Irreplaceable
As I have said I will think of all words if I live long enough to say how I feel about my father's time with us. Irreplaceable is just one that might take the rest of the night to explain how it applies to one man but if there was a short list this would be near the top of such words. I will give a few examples of why this has to be recognized.
My father retired from the United States Marine Corps mid 1978. Upon his decision to retire the USMC made offers for my father to stay on board. Among the offers was a promotion to Lieutenant Colonel. The down side of that was yet another move of the family to far away place and it would also not be a permanent home. In the meantime the USMC was busy trying to find a man or anyone to take my father's place. The USMC used it's best abilities to find someone to include utilizing the cutting edge computer systems at MCTSSA in Camp Pendleton. The only name that ever came back after entering my dad's qualifications was his very own. As far as I know the Marines never really replaced him. I think that says quite a bit. Even the United States Marine Corps could not replace Major Robert M. Walker.
When my dad passed away so unexpectedly it became evident that another vacuum formed over the people he worked with in defense contracting. Administrators from various contractors had immediately expressed concern that there would be no one to take up where he left off. My father is lauded for his brilliance and the uncanny ability to look through complexities to find simple answers. His 23 years in the USMC and his 33 years specializing in the absolute leading edge of technologies to include "rocket science" put him in a very unique position. Even though his value was seemingly so extreme he never beat his chest to the contractors or the government expecting something more. I don't think he underestimated himself. I just think he was easily satisfied with what he was awarded. In the last month I have heard again that he will not likely be replaced and that the best that can be done is several people will have to step into his role to get the job done.
At home what else can be said. To write this part off as Dad being irreplaceable is unacceptable. There are many more words to cover as it applies to his legacy out here. There is definitely a hole in the family and in our hearts. It is so unreal that he is gone and never another word will be spoken to him nor any from him. How sweet a sound it will be to hear him again. His heart was full and I suppose will always be. I am just one man that was raised in his home and there are more people who could share so much more than I could. I hope the family does do the one thing Dad seemed to care about most and that is to grow closer together.
I promise I will do my best.
My father retired from the United States Marine Corps mid 1978. Upon his decision to retire the USMC made offers for my father to stay on board. Among the offers was a promotion to Lieutenant Colonel. The down side of that was yet another move of the family to far away place and it would also not be a permanent home. In the meantime the USMC was busy trying to find a man or anyone to take my father's place. The USMC used it's best abilities to find someone to include utilizing the cutting edge computer systems at MCTSSA in Camp Pendleton. The only name that ever came back after entering my dad's qualifications was his very own. As far as I know the Marines never really replaced him. I think that says quite a bit. Even the United States Marine Corps could not replace Major Robert M. Walker.
When my dad passed away so unexpectedly it became evident that another vacuum formed over the people he worked with in defense contracting. Administrators from various contractors had immediately expressed concern that there would be no one to take up where he left off. My father is lauded for his brilliance and the uncanny ability to look through complexities to find simple answers. His 23 years in the USMC and his 33 years specializing in the absolute leading edge of technologies to include "rocket science" put him in a very unique position. Even though his value was seemingly so extreme he never beat his chest to the contractors or the government expecting something more. I don't think he underestimated himself. I just think he was easily satisfied with what he was awarded. In the last month I have heard again that he will not likely be replaced and that the best that can be done is several people will have to step into his role to get the job done.
At home what else can be said. To write this part off as Dad being irreplaceable is unacceptable. There are many more words to cover as it applies to his legacy out here. There is definitely a hole in the family and in our hearts. It is so unreal that he is gone and never another word will be spoken to him nor any from him. How sweet a sound it will be to hear him again. His heart was full and I suppose will always be. I am just one man that was raised in his home and there are more people who could share so much more than I could. I hope the family does do the one thing Dad seemed to care about most and that is to grow closer together.
I promise I will do my best.
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