Here are some pics from the family and friends get-together celebrating Andrew turning the Big 3-0 and Max turning the Big 5-5.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Andrew Turns 30
Talk about feeling old! When your child turns 30 you realize that time is really marching on. Of course the stiff knees, knuckles that won't bend well, and the gray hair (or what's left of your hair) should have already told me this.
Here are some pics from the family and friends get-together celebrating Andrew turning the Big 3-0 and Max turning the Big 5-5.
Here are some pics from the family and friends get-together celebrating Andrew turning the Big 3-0 and Max turning the Big 5-5.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
The Old Place
I had the afternoon free so I drove around and found this place just north of Roby.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
September 11
Everyone has a memory of where they were and what they were doing when America was attacked.
So here's mine:
It was a normal Tuesday at Sweetwater Middle School. RuthAnn Campbell, the school's counselor, passed by me in the hall that morning and asked if I had heard about the plane that crashed into the World Trade Center building. We discussed how that could possibly happen.
Surely we thought if the pilot had passed out or suffered a heart attack the co-pilot could have still kept that from happening.
We turned on the TV in an empty classroom to watch. When the second tower was hit, we knew immediately that this was no accident.
While we tried to keep school as normal as possible, it was impossible to keep the teachers from discussing the events. Soon the kids were interested and the curriculum suddenly turned to current events.
I remember some of those middle school kids getting worried that "they" would attack Sweetwater too. We spent much of the afternoon reassuring the kids that we would be safe and that there is an advantage at times to live in a small town.
Some parents came to the school to retrieve their kids early, but only a couple. As the time came to dismiss for the day, I got on the intercom and made an announcement that we should all trust our national leaders to keep us safe. I told the kids that when they say their prayers before bed to remember all those who had lost their lives and the families of those affected.
So here's mine:
It was a normal Tuesday at Sweetwater Middle School. RuthAnn Campbell, the school's counselor, passed by me in the hall that morning and asked if I had heard about the plane that crashed into the World Trade Center building. We discussed how that could possibly happen.
Surely we thought if the pilot had passed out or suffered a heart attack the co-pilot could have still kept that from happening.
We turned on the TV in an empty classroom to watch. When the second tower was hit, we knew immediately that this was no accident.
While we tried to keep school as normal as possible, it was impossible to keep the teachers from discussing the events. Soon the kids were interested and the curriculum suddenly turned to current events.
I remember some of those middle school kids getting worried that "they" would attack Sweetwater too. We spent much of the afternoon reassuring the kids that we would be safe and that there is an advantage at times to live in a small town.
Some parents came to the school to retrieve their kids early, but only a couple. As the time came to dismiss for the day, I got on the intercom and made an announcement that we should all trust our national leaders to keep us safe. I told the kids that when they say their prayers before bed to remember all those who had lost their lives and the families of those affected.
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