Thominism

As I was heading out to cut the grass I looked at our house and was struck suddenly with overwhelming thought and emotion . It wasn't really the house , but the memories of the life and unconditional love I've been blessed with. I wondered what my father would have thought if he could see what the next sixty years would be like when he and some friends built this place. I thought of being a child and how strong and wholesome our upbringing was , I thought of the tougher times in the teens when there was some battling and brutal remarks made by defiant teens and loving , devastated parents , the real meaning of unconditional love is taught more often in battle fields than in comfort and agreement. I could almost hear inspiring and loving wisps of music as the thoughts of Holly , Ken and the grandchildren from far out west came visiting and brought out the best in everybody and the joy of grand parenting and great grand parenting abounded. Then Roxanne and Vic married a

Lora an I went camping at Platte River camp ground this summer and it was a wonderful time. It's a beautiful place and we had a real relaxing time there. A funny thing happened though. As we usually do when we bring our canoe, we looked at the park map , found the river , determined which way the current flowed and planned to go up stream first and down stream on the way back. That way you do the hardest paddling when you're rested and gun-ho and then you can coast home. Well, we started and noticed immediately everybody else was going the opposite direction , there were thousands of em', all going down stream , canoes , kayaks , inner tubes, blow-up toys , anything that would float . But we persevered ,we stuck to our up-stream , against the flow plan. Soon people started saying things like "your going the wrong way", "wow, your really good"(sarcasm), even "the guy who own's this place must hate you ". It was weird , we got glared at by