CHRISTMAS MEMORIES

Jerry has been gone for a few years now; his last Christmas with us was in 2011.  Since then there have been a few notable changes to our Christmas festivities.  The grandkids are older, and the frenzied ripping of wrapping paper and the subsequent throwing of same has toned down a bit and toys for the most part have been replaced with electronics and gift cards.  Our big sit-down dinner has become a more relaxed affair and timing has become more dictated by the comings and goings of various members’ complicated schedules.  Still, I appreciate that we can still get together and share family time.

Neither Jerry nor I were born to rich parents.  Both our families were able to provide us with life’s necessities but many times there was not a lot of money left over for nonessentials.  This was not uncommon in the early 1950s so we were definitely not alone and did not feel slighted by either the big guy in red or by our parents. We might not have gotten a lot for Christmas  but we knew that Santa had dropped by, finished off the milk and cookies, left a few things and, that was what was important.  

Growing up (well sort of) and having children of our own was a wonderful experience, especially during the Christmas season.  Hunting for the perfect tree or the one we felt most sorry for usually turned into an all day affair tramping through the snow in the frigid wastelands of suburban Chicago.  We moved to Georgia and the kids grew up in an old steamboat gothic house with twelve foot ceilings and a wide, open foyer.  Once the tree was cut down from a nearby tree farm, pulled through the front door and we stood it up, our perfect tree usually had to have a few feet whittled off, and then, of course, the entire bottom had to be sculpted and trimmed down.  For some reason, when we'd erect it once more, we would realize that the trunk was swayback and the top was not even close to pointing in an upwards direction.  Jerry would solve this problem by tying a rope to the top and securing it to the tongue in groove pine ceiling with nails.  Once the ornaments were all on you could barely see the rope hidden behind the angel or star.  This system worked well except for the few times it didn’t, thanks to tree climbing cats or tail swishing dogs.

Christmas morning, the kids would wait at the top of the stairs until given the signal to come on down.  This was so we could have Grandma and Grandpa comfortably seated at a safe distance and all adults were fortified with a hot cup of caffeine.   We tried to have plenty for the kids to unwrap; we would wrap candy bars individually, anything to prolong the fun.  Many times,  after the kids had finished unwrapping their stuff, Jerry and I would still be at it.  He would gift me with an abundance of dish towels, each wrapped separately, of course.  Serving spoons of various colors and sizes each came in their own package.  The children and I always got back at him by wrapping a dozen socks into twenty-four little packages along with anything else we could divide up.

The gifts themselves were never as important as the fun we had giving them to each other and just enjoying being a family, albeit maybe not entirely sane but... 

Sharon

THE END OF DAYS OR A FRESH START

The Cubs win the World Series and Donald Trump becomes our next president.  If we believe that all things happen in 3s, I can't even imagine what will happen next unless UFOs suddenly land on the Mall in Washington DC and a giant tin man named Gort comes out followed by a humanoid who looks surprisingly like movie actor, Michael Rennie.  If this happens, I'll try and remember those famous words, "Klaatu barada nikto."

All kidding aside, we've had our share of excitement, for some of us good and for some of us not so good.  Now it's time for us here in the States to buckle down and get back to work.  We need to work hard to bring this country together. You notice that I didn't say back together.  We never have and never will all agree on anything and that's ok. I know that we all have our differences but we need to remember that we also have a lot of common ground.  We all want what is good for the country and to continue being blessed with its vast resources.  And, if we're not happy with the way those resources are parceled out, we have the opportunity to use our vote to voice our opinion.

The news media and the entertainers who we financially support to entertain us, not to give us their political opinions, have caused more trouble than they are collectively worth.  If a few singers and actors want to leave us and call another country their home, let them.  They may come to realize that other places have such things as immigration laws which may be a lot stiffer than ours.  Who knows, maybe they'll be rejected!  They might want to look at tax laws as well.  Maybe this is not such as bad place to live in after all!

We've had a few days to gnash our teeth or gloat.  Let's move on.  The world isn't going to end, at least I hope not, but why waste part of our relatively short existence on this planet fighting each other.  I'm not naive enough to say something like "lets all work together" but you get my point.  Let's try to stop attacking each other and instead try to respect each other's differences.  If you've got a gripe, talk about it, complain to someone who can do something about it.  Throwing tantrums and rioting will get you nowhere.  Act like adults!

This country and its laws are for all its citizens, regardless of race, creed or political beliefs, and yet we're all aware that inequality exists.  Whoever said that Life is fair lied.  But rather than passing more legislation that will be ignored by those who disagree, why not look within ourselves to perhaps see each other's point of view and think about it rather than react to it.  We all learned in Biology class that even one-cell organisms react to most stimuli without the ability to think..  Having a few more cells and a brain, I hope we can do better.

Let us open Channel D and sing Hallelujah!

Sharon

ELECTION YEAR 2016

Ahh, the mysteries that will be solved during the merry month of November are many.  We will know shortly if the Cubs will take the World Series, a life-time dream for many of us. By Thanksgiving morning, we will receive a rough count on how many friends and relatives will be showing up around our dinner table. And, based on who actually shows up, we can only guess as to how many arguments will erupt over the outcome of this year's election.

This has been a very rough election year for all of us in the US.  Conspiracies, allegations of wrong doings, attacks on family members and spiteful “he said, she saids,” that we wouldn’t have allowed our own children to say about one another, run like a raging river of muck throughout our daily news outlets.  Do any of us really care anymore?

Regardless of who wins the big race, little will really dramatically change.  The President is still bound by the checks and balances our forefathers wisely incorporated into our Constitution.  Thomas Jefferson said, “In questions of power, then, let no more be heard of confidence in man, but bind him down from mischief by the chains of the Constitution.”

The House originates and sets the wording of bills that, after their membership gives their approval, are then sent over to the Senate.  In other words, they're the money makers.The House is set up to represent the people in their home state based on population.  The Senate, on the other hand, is there to advise the President and approve or disapprove his or her appointments and foreign treaties and to follow through with bills sent from the House.  The Senate also has the sole power to try all impeachments.

Those elected to the House of Representatives have only two years to get their work done before their jobs are up for re-evaluation by the people who sent them there.  If we aren’t happy with the way we are being represented, we can vote them out and replace them with those more to our liking.  Senators are voted in for a term of six years with one-third of the terms up every two years so your vote is a much longer investment in this candidate.  Remember that each state, no matter how large or small, gets just two of these public servants. 

The President can appoint a judge to the Supreme Court but must have the approval of two thirds of the Senate.  We get to vote on our local judge,s so as long as we do our part, we have control.  If, for some reason a local judge gets out of hand and does some unjudgely stuff, many areas of our country have Judicial Qualifications Commissions that can take them aside and explain to them to either get their act together or leave the bench before they get themselves in bigger trouble with the law.

Now having said all this, I realize that we don't live in a perfect society where laws are kept and those who represent us stay true to their promises, but our ancestors didn't come here to create a nation controlled by professional politicians either.  If that were the case, it would have been a lot simpler to continue to live under foreign rule.

We have learned that we can't count on those who we elect to always do the right thing.  We can't count on them to do their job, which is to represent the people who put them in power.   We can't count on them to place our needs above their own political and power/money-driven agenda.  The only thing we can count on is something we should have been doing all along.  Instead of relying on others to take care of our families, control our health care and education and to spend our money we need to take upon those jobs ourselves.

Occasionally we screw-up big time like our choices in the primary elections earlier this year.  We have nobody to blame since we went out and voted for our candidates to run as our choice in both federal, state and local elections, although in some cases, especially at the federal level, the pickings were not too spectacular. Sometimes we vote on local issues and amendments with no clear idea about what is at stake and assume that if it's on the ballot it must be good so, we vote YES.  Maybe you did the right thing this time, but it could be you just voted to lessen the power of your local government and gave control of your child's schools to politically appointed groups outside your community.

Many of us are uncertain of the outcome of the Presidential race and what will happen after the election.  Hopefully those checks and balances will hold and nothing too disastrous will happen; regardless who wins we certainly will need them.  While we're waiting for the next election lets try to keep informed and work out issues closer to home and to find those among us who might be intelligent, honest and willing to serve the will of the people and not the whim.

Sharon

CHANGE, CHANGE, CHANGE

After living in Georgia for many years, I’ve got to admit that this had been one heck of a long, hot, humid Summer.  Halfway through the Winter, I remember wistfully looking forward to the warmer temperatures and sunshine that were sure to come, ready to welcome sweet Springtime with open arms and a song in my heart. Instead what we got was a cold Winter, a very short Spring and then around seventy days in a row of above ninety degree temperatures.  Remember to be careful what you wish for!

                I guess the same can be said about politics.  A lot of people here in the States are not happy with our national government.  Career politicians run Washington however they see fit, regardless of the wishes of the voters back home who elected them to serve as their representatives.  Agencies that were set up to help those in need have become nothing more than bureaucratic cesspools of inefficiency and wastrels of taxpayer dollars.  Those who serve to protect us are stymied by lack of adequate funding and the means to put money where it’s needed instead of where it’s politically favorable.  Some special interest groups have wormed their way ahead of the line, demanding particular treatment for some and denouncing the rights of others, tearing our nation apart into various factions. Respect for our government is dropping at a fast rate both here and abroad.  Maybe all we need to do is bring about a change in leadership and all things will get better.  Yeah, that’s it!

                Remember when we started weeding though the candidates to determine who would best represent us?  Weren’t we looking for someone who would change the way our government did business, change priorities, change  the way it protected our civil liberties as citizens, make things the way they should be?  We wanted a leader who would embrace the Constitution and acknowledge the rights given to us through it. We wanted a leader who would stand up for our country, the United States of America, defend it and not let our flag bow down to any country on this earth.  Do you remember the results of that search? Do you remember when it occurred? That date was November 4, 2008.

                Once again we are looking forward to a change.  Be careful what you wish for.

             “All tyranny needs to gain a foothold is for people of good conscience to remain silent.”

                                                                Thomas Jefferson

Sharon

GROWING UP AT CAMP ZERO

I’m so happy that the first book in the series, CAMP ZERO by Sean Ellis is finally available.  As the children of John and Emma Rourke, Paul and Annie Rubenstein and Michael and Natalia Rourke have grown older in The SURVIVALIST series, Bob Anderson and I felt that they needed room to spread their wings and have adventures of their own.  How will they survive in a world that once again is on the brink of imploding?

            You realize serious steps must be taken when your children are in danger because of who they are.  The adults have been able to carry on for over six hundred years through planning ahead and continuing to hone survival skills brought to the table by John Rourke. Their children have up to now lived in a relatively safe environment, protected by their family and living a pretty normal life considering that Michael is the President of the United States and the rest of the adults are famous throughout the world.  As things take a darker turn and the pizza gets closer to the fan every day, the six kids are sent off to learn how to survive on their own. This summer camp is more like boot camp, no slack given because of age or gender.  Everyone must learn how to pull together as a team and at the same time learn how to think and act by themselves if necessary. Are they, as modern teens, capable of doing whatever needs to be done to stay alive at all costs?  Who can they trust?  That hasn’t been an issue so far living in a world sheltered by a loving family.  Now, it’s a matter of life or death.

            Every parent knows how it feels to send your child off to school that very first morning – a mixture of pride and happiness with a dose of fear that something out there could hurt them and they won’t be at their side to protect them.  You rationalize that the other adults that are in charge will carry on with the same vigilance that you display and will be there in case of danger. Still, when they give you that last goodbye wave you feel a pain deep in your heart and wave back to them with a smile frozen on your face.

            Is it any easier when you send them off to attend after-school activities, their first sleep-over or when you drop them off for a day at the local mall with their friends?  Will there be boys?  The anxious wait the first time your child drove off on their own with that hours old driver’s license which somehow coincided with the new patch of grey hairs on your head. These kids are sent off to a summer camp where parents are not allowed! 

Are you sure you want your babies to grow up?  The Rourkes have no choice and neither do we. What’s important is what they grow up to become.

Sharon