Did you know....
That LA Dodger catcher Roy Campanella suffered a career-ending neck injury from a serious car accident in Glen Cover, N.Y. It left him paralyzed from the neck down.
Also on this day in 1958 ABC-TV premiered the sitcom "Love That Jill" which starred Anne Jeffreys as "Jill" the owner of a N.Y. Model Agency. And who but Rod Sterling played "Jack".
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Friday, January 24, 2014
Time Passages - January 24, 1958
Did you know....
On this day January 24, 1958, 20th Century-Fox presented the film "Farewell To Arms" based on the novel by Ernest Hemingway, starring Jennifer Jones and Rock Hudson about a World War 1 love affair between an American ambulance driver and a British nurse.
On this day January 24, 1958, 20th Century-Fox presented the film "Farewell To Arms" based on the novel by Ernest Hemingway, starring Jennifer Jones and Rock Hudson about a World War 1 love affair between an American ambulance driver and a British nurse.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Live Your Dream, Don't Mask It!
Neither a
mask nor paint can cover my hopes and dreams that hide within me.
It is only
within our own being that we truly know what lies within our reach. Let the
music you feel inside be monumental in your life. Let the broken strings be
long gone, lost, and burned to dust.
Let your ART fulfill the richness in your
soul.
Be aggressive and persistent in your dreams.
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
How time passes us by
Well for me anyway. Holidays aren't always easy for me. We still have Valentines Day to get through. Check out the great card for purchase at the link below.
Happy Valentine's Day
There is still plenty of time to order for your loved one!
Can't wait for Spring to get here and really get out there and start taking some more pics. My camera doesn't like the cold and neither do I. Oh yeah, it's pretty when it snows, but I hate the single digit temps. Oh yeah, did I say I hate the single digit temps. Brrrrrr.....My bones just can't deal with it.
Anyway, I promise not to be gone so long this time.
Check back with me soon, don't give up on me!
Cheers to 2014!!!!!!
Happy Valentine's Day
There is still plenty of time to order for your loved one!
Can't wait for Spring to get here and really get out there and start taking some more pics. My camera doesn't like the cold and neither do I. Oh yeah, it's pretty when it snows, but I hate the single digit temps. Oh yeah, did I say I hate the single digit temps. Brrrrrr.....My bones just can't deal with it.
Anyway, I promise not to be gone so long this time.
Check back with me soon, don't give up on me!
Cheers to 2014!!!!!!
Thursday, September 5, 2013
A Man's Real Measure
"The place to take the true measure of a man is not in the darkest place or in the amen corner, nor the cornfield, but by his own fireside.
There he lays aside his mask and you may learn whether he is an imp or an angel, cur or king, hero or humbug.
I care not what the world says of him: whether it crowns him boss or pelts him with bad eggs.
I care not a copper what his reputation or religion may be: if his babies dread his home-coming and his better half swallows her heart every time she has to ask him for a five-dollar bill, he is a fraud of the first water, even though he prays night and morning until he is black in the face and howls hallelujah until he shakes the eternal hills.
But if his children rush to the front door to meet him and loves sunshine illuminates the face of his wife every time she hears his foot-fall, you can take it for granted that he is pure, for his home is a heaven-and the humbug never gets that near the great white throne of God.
He may be a rank atheist and red-flag anarchist, a Mormon and a mugwump; he may buy votes in blocks of five, and bet on the elections; he may deal 'em from the bottom of the deck and drink beer until he can't tell a silver dollar from a circular saw, and still be an infinitely better man than the cowardly little humbug who is all suavity in society but who makes home a hell, who vents upon the helpless heads of his wife and children an ill nature he would inflict on his fellow men but dares not.
I can forgive much in that fellow mortal who would rather make men swear than women weep; who would rather have the hate of the whole world than the contempt of his wife; who would rather call anger to the eyes of a king than fear to the face of a child."
"A Man's Real Measure," by W.C. Brann
There he lays aside his mask and you may learn whether he is an imp or an angel, cur or king, hero or humbug.
I care not what the world says of him: whether it crowns him boss or pelts him with bad eggs.
I care not a copper what his reputation or religion may be: if his babies dread his home-coming and his better half swallows her heart every time she has to ask him for a five-dollar bill, he is a fraud of the first water, even though he prays night and morning until he is black in the face and howls hallelujah until he shakes the eternal hills.
But if his children rush to the front door to meet him and loves sunshine illuminates the face of his wife every time she hears his foot-fall, you can take it for granted that he is pure, for his home is a heaven-and the humbug never gets that near the great white throne of God.
He may be a rank atheist and red-flag anarchist, a Mormon and a mugwump; he may buy votes in blocks of five, and bet on the elections; he may deal 'em from the bottom of the deck and drink beer until he can't tell a silver dollar from a circular saw, and still be an infinitely better man than the cowardly little humbug who is all suavity in society but who makes home a hell, who vents upon the helpless heads of his wife and children an ill nature he would inflict on his fellow men but dares not.
I can forgive much in that fellow mortal who would rather make men swear than women weep; who would rather have the hate of the whole world than the contempt of his wife; who would rather call anger to the eyes of a king than fear to the face of a child."
"A Man's Real Measure," by W.C. Brann
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