Graduation Night - Moon over Yusufiyah

The Stokely family sat in a football stadium on a warm Friday night just before Memorial Day 2001 to watch Mike Stokely graduate high school. He already had boot camp / basic training and a year in the National Guard under his belt and would be heading off for Advanced Individual Training at Ft. Gordon in a few weeks. His little sister, Abbey, almost nine, couldn't let go of him, even to have a photo taken with Mike and their brother, Wes. yus1.jpg She swung on his arm adoringly - her look of love says it all.

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Sweet

Few things in the world are more valuable than forgiving, and being forgiven.

Vinny

Just got off the phone with Vinny, my GodSon who lives in Sao Paulo, Brazil. It is always a thrill to talk with him. We are making plans for him to come out during his summer break from school (which for us is in the middle of winter).
Can't wait to see the guy.

Blessings

I don't think we ever fully appreciate how blessed we are with this gift of life. I had a moment last week where it hit me, that I am truly blessed.

My wife and I had been picking up after a party we had at our house. Once everything was cleaned, we went outside to the front porch. The rain was at a drizzle and we pulled the hanging baskets so that they can get some water too. The lawn had been freshly mowed, the house was clean, the chores were done, mud from the new truck was being washed off. It was nice being on the front porch with my wife even if it was only for a few moments. The smell in the air that you can only get after a fresh rainfall, it was nice. I am blessed, not with riches or fame, but only with the things I need and then some.

My ringtone

I love my ringtone, but my coworkers act like they hate it (although I secretly suspect they are jealous). When my phone rings, the theme song from Sanford & Son starts blaring. I always have it on loud so my coworkers can hear it. The reason they hate it they said is because everytime they hear it, it causes them to start humming the tune. So when my phone rings, a bunch of guys with white shirts and ties will be humming the tune, almost in unison. I can't hum it though for some reason. I can get started but before long, the Sanford & Son theme turns into Sesame Street.
Guess I'm just weird, but I have a great ringtone.

What you didn't know

Tom, thought that tingly feeling was love, but a day later he realized that it was a lovely cold sore.

Gungho Rocket Recovery

Bean dip

Launch report

Thunder Pickle... Nice straight flight on a G71R, too bad its on the neighbor's property... the neighbor with all them mean dogs.

Black 5 quarter scale... still being laughed at because the biggun went kablooie. But this one was impressive- a rolling flight with a slow liftoff- I like those. 5th flight down. Hopefully more to go.

Loaned Bruce some stuff to make his motor.... his rocket with my motor equipment now hanging in some tree.

Vinny Smoke... had 2 great flights.
Sparky... had a good flight but tangled chute and broken fin which will be easily fixable.

All in all... not bad.

Let it Burn

Depressing

Sir

Fried chicken gives me gas

A gift idea for the missus.

MMmmm

I'm posting this picture for no reason other than I really like that cookie.

But, if you notice that no matter where you move in the room, the Lunch Lady's eyes seem to follow? Uggg... that's really eerie.

History Repeats

Read Acts 4: 1-21

Now read this

Just a tip

To make an impression on your first date, be sure to clean your fingernails thoroughly.

It Itches

Good times.

Its been a weird week. After about 11 years, I come in contact with this girl I knew from the Army. We exchanged numbers and had a telephone conversation yesterday which was a blast. It was nice to bring up old memories and talk with someone that I shared good times with. Those good times... I can't exactly say here, (nothing bad, but just many many memories) but it was great to hear from her.

2 Years later

2 years later and I'm back. I initially stopped because of my friend Dan passing away. Was a real big shock to me as to he was pretty young, somewhere in the mid 50's. After that, just didn't feel like writing anymore... nothing to say.

But that was then and this is now. Everynow and then I have a thought that is worthy of being put into digital form and posted on a website in my corner of the webiverse.

Here it is and so be it.