My Rescue Project

    Originally posted to FB on February 7, 2014. This post pushed me over the top to do more and start really sharing my written word with the rest of the world.
    Wednesday I left the Ranch early as to be at the Elks for Past Exalted Rulers night. It was still light outside as we slowly traveled south on 15, something told me not to take the Harley that day so I was in the truck. I saw a flag all rolled up with an eagle on the staff, the kind used on motorcycles. That quick instant; I didn't stop, as I rolled on I thought I could back up still. Opportunity lost, it was a great night at the Elks.
     Yesterday it was wet so in the truck again, regular hours. Traffic was slow so I kept an eye out for the rolled up orphan as we slowly migrated south in the rain. The center divider was wide with plenty of room to pull over I remembered from the day before. When out of the shine from the car in front of me was an object that looked about right; there are many objects along the road if one pays attention to the details.
    Over the years I have rescued many flags from along the side of the road and given them a new life flying from the back of my Harley. A life of pride blowing in the breeze after being pulled from the waste and discards that accumulates on the fringe. Sure they get a little dirty and a trip through the wash help, over time they will get properly retired to that place that old tattered flags go. If someone tries to tell me about my tattered flag I respond with my story of where I rescued it from and gave it a loving place and have shown it the world beyond the gutter.
    This time I was stopping, there she was, still there on the shoulder just as she was the day before. I even used the blinker and pulled out of traffic. A quick drill and another beautiful flag rescued to fly again. She's not a cheap flag like the ones flown on cars from a plastic staff when the local team wins a game. She's embroidered and sewn, a classy lady. Somebody lost her, she will fly again with pride; a rescued flag, emblem of Freedom and symbol of unity.

Well, I started my very own Blog.

   First of all I want to thank every one of you that has always thrown in the chime; you should write a book, you should write, you're a (insert here: good, great, cruddy) writer. And to one person who said; I should go to school and learn to write, they did mean it to be that I should learn to write better.
I've written blogs and still do for Joshua Tree & Southern about what we do on the 7 1/2" railroad so this isn't too new. It does open doors that have had feet behind them as I can write truly how and what I feel. You are not going to get too much of a different feel from what I write, it just gives me the freedom of the 'thumb' not being over my head watching that I do not offend someone that I really don't give a shit about their opinion anyway. I grew up with two knobs on a television and radio, one changed the volume and the other changed the channel. If for some reason you do not like what I have to say, do not read it, but do not tell me I cannot say it.

   I have taken to writing short tid-bits on Facebook with a picture to grab the eye. I get many a response, they will continue and I hope to be able to paste them into this. My smarter than I phone is a great medium for me, it is nearby and takes really good pictures for the size. I can punch out a story with one fat thumb with not much effort at all. My interests vary like the shadows on the ground, if it has tits or wheel I like it so you will get trains, planes and automobiles for sure and even heart tugging epistles from somewhere you never would of thought of. You might get tirades or tributes, or just something that caught my interest enough to stop and put it down for you to look into the windows of my soul. And one more thing; in school I sucked at English, who cares what a dangling participle is and I don't know now. I write'em like I say'em. But I am sure if any of my teachers from school are still kicking they would be surprised that I could put this many letters together and get something one could understand. Thanks Herrick and Linville, but I  do think Lambert and Newman had better stories.

    I think you will or have got my point. I am writing this to share my limited talent of putting words down on this modern parchment and to reach further with your wishes that I write a book. It is your job now to share this with your friends that like a good quick read on occasion. The subject will vary as much as my interests in the world around me. I will also pull stories from the past to be able to have all my 'etchings' in one place. It's a brand new world, let's go see where this goes. I expect feedback, and a good word out to more people to see this. As we learned in elementary school after we placed our hands over our hearts...Ready, Begin....