"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005

Monday, May 29, 2017

Not Forgotten

Memorial is defined as preservative of memory.1

Memorial Day, an American holiday observed on the last Monday of May, honors men and women who died while serving in the U.S. military.2

This is a very sobering day.  
 Since I have been blogging here is my Memorial Day post:

Our nation has Memorial Day set aside to remember those who died while serving in the armed forces.

The price is sometimes heavy.

And although time marches on, the families never forget.   Time freezes the soldier in the age that they were killed. 
Yet the family continues on.

The weeks following the loss of a loved one must seem like 
But time marches on.
Children grow up.
I love America.
I am thankful to be living in this nation.
I hate knowing exactly what is sometimes expected
from those that are in our military.
No matter how old I get, no matter how much time passes
by, I am, and always will be the baby that was born too late.
The reality of Memorial Day is that even though I am now
 a grandmother... in my heart, I am always the little girl
that wishes ever so much that she was a daddy's little girl.
As for the photo of the children and mom...
 The update is this.
Pictured front row left to right
Peter age-2~50 years later married 28years, 2 sons. John age 3-50 years later busy in Texas.  David age 4 in the photo-50 years later 4 children, 2 sons-in-law, 1 daughter-in-law, 7 grandchildren. Liz age 4 in photo-50 years later, 3 children, 1 son-in-law, 1 granddaughter and one on the way. Cathy age 5 in photo-50 years later married almost 33 years, 2 children.  
Back row-Mom-age 29 in the photo.  Remarried had one more daughter and a stepdaughter.  From these two daughters, 2 sons-in-law, 6grandchildren.  And the baby...me, Jenny to my family~married almost 29 years, 4 children.  2 daughters-in-law and 2 grandsons and one on the way.
Dad...remains forever 28.  
In memory of Captain David P. Gibson
KIA April 8, 1967

* I forgot to add that Mom passed away in 2011.  She outlived Dad by 44 years.

1 "Memorial." American Dictionary of the English Language.  Webster's Dictionary 1828-Online Edition. Web. May 29, 2016.
2  History.com Staff."Memorial Day." History.com. A&E Networks. 2009. Web. May 29,2016

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Wedding at White Sands

Throwback Thursday

with my Bill.
Oh how I love this man.

Dear Blog

I am sorry I have not spent more time here.  Well more time posting, as I have written a good deal and then just saved the post in the drafts.  Too many things going on and my world is in a period of readjustment.

I will return to a more scheduled blogging pattern, but for now I will play catch up over the next few posts.
I thought I would close with a photo from the desktop.  I have no idea who took it but it gave me such a smile.  Never underestimate those that think differently than you.  You may not get why they do things the way they do, but that does not mean that they won't accomplish things. 


Sunday, May 14, 2017

Happy Mother's Day

To my mother Dee 1938-2011, and to Bill's mom Silvina.  We are the people we are because of you.
Oh and the wee ones in the photos? Bill and I!

To the man that changed my name to Mom...thank you as it has been a wonderful life all because of that name change.

Friday, May 12, 2017

I went to Albuquerque yesterday

and as I was looking for a street, I remembered this meme and I began to laugh.  In the city, in heavy traffic.  It was so funny to think about how things were before our phone became everything.

Friday, May 5, 2017

The Wise Man

Matthew 7:21-27
Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.

Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works?

And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.

Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock:

And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock.

And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand:

And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it.

We must understand that everything in the New Testament must be built upon the Old Testament.  


life is not easy.

Sometimes you feel gated.

And even the majestic views seem dull.

You see, with ups there must be downs.  

Dear Delta Airlines

What happened this this young family is WRONG.

Delta is full of bs.  They rewrite rules depending on the situation...as the family flew on Delta one way, but when the flight is overbooked(not this man's problem), it is against the rules for the child to be in the carseat. The airline took his money knowing all the details of the people~as we live in a post 9-11 world, and they sold the ticket to the man.

I am really sick and tired of living in a world where truth and rules are defined in the moment...instead of having Truth which allows for all to function.

An apology is not enough.  If it is against FAA rules and regulations for the child to be in a carseat in an independent seat, and the airline took the money twice, once on the way there, and once on the return~then Delta should also be charged by the FAA~I know, I know, nothing will happen.

If we as a nation stopped flying Delta for 7 days they would start serving the people again instead of being a bully company that overbooks and forces the customer to be punished.  

Thursday, May 4, 2017

Bee-u-tiful Day on the Farm

Last Sunday we had an enormous turnout to the farm.

Usually just the kids that aren't working and their loves
show up.  Last Sunday a good deal of buzz was going on
about the farm. 

Pretty awesome isn't it?
Oh and they were not aggressive and remained for three days.

It Snowed Last Saturday


And we drove in it.  Well Bill drove.

I took photos.
It was ever so beautiful!

Photos from the Past Few Weeks

Fourth and Millie
A wee one helping Gigi roll out yums!
In truth the rolling pin was for pounding and the roll
was nibbled!

Zephaniah and G1

Salad in a jar.
A break during the seminar last weekend and I snapped a photo of one of the boards.
 I snapped this photo.
I guess that would be an appropriate nickname if this 
was your last name!

Grand with the rolling pin.
He was not hitting although it looks like it.
He was pounding. I like that it almost looks like a 
stance for baseball. Yes the hands are wrong, but oh
I love baseball and this made me smile.
Young man in the back is our farmhand/sweet
young man that is a great addition to the activities
on Sundays.
The slide, the dog, and the wind!
I love this photo as it reminded me of the day we got this 
swingset.  It is a used one from a neighbor. On the very day he gave 
it to us, we went to  El Paso with Second, his wife, First, 
Fourth and another friend. This is the day we found out we were to be 
grandparents for the first time.
ps...now that the third grandbaby is on the way, I am still not over
the very first time Bill and I were told about each baby! I think I 
will always be this way.

G2 and Third's cutie pie.  I love love love the photos they 
had just before Third went to Basic Training.  This is at White Sands.

Sign on inside of stall at the Golf Course in Alamogordo NM.
I really pondered the need for this sign...
and finally, 

 My daughter-in-law liked the magnetic board I made for the farm
that she made one for her house.  Now she has limited space so she 
used a pizza pan! How cool is this?  Here is the post sharing how I made

Roots of Liberty Seminar

Bill and I went to the Roots of Liberty Seminar with speaker KrisAnne Hall in Weed New Mexico.
KrisAnne Hall is a Constitutional Attorney, Author, Radio host and presents many seminars across the country about America, the Constitution and our rights.  She is amazing.  It was a five hour seminar out in the middle of nowhere and it was INCREDIBLE. 

"Without liberty your life is servitude." KrisAnne Hall
"Government governs best when it governs least at home." KrisAnne Hall

KrisAnne Hall took the history of America and the Constitution back to the five documents that it was based upon:
1100 Charter of Liberties
1215 The Magna Carta
Petition of Right 1628
The Grand Remonstrance of 1641
The English Bill of Rights 1689

Here are some more quotes I wrote down from her seminar:
"If you don't know what your rights are, how do you know if they are already gone?"
"Stop electing people not qualified."
"I endeavor to learn every single day."
"The Federal Government is the product of the Constitution."

KrisAnne Hall spoke nothing but history and how the Founding Documents came to be.  She took the time to build up this as our schools haven't been teaching this in a long time.  Although I thought I knew a good deal about history, I learned a tremendous amount. If we wish to radically transform* our country it will be through knowledge of our rights and why we have them, and why the government wishes we are kept in the dark. I took a notebook and a ton of notes.

KrisAnne Hall is listed by the Southern Poverty Law Center as an anti-government group...and to be honest that is a pretty good recommendation as to learning what she says.  

I am not anti-government I am pro-Constitution~my words.  I am thankful that in this time in history I was able to witness someone stand so boldly and succinctly in truth. 

"Choose you this day...Save America." KrisAnne Hall

Please visit her website here.
KrisAnne Hall is on CSPAN speaking of our Sovereign Duty here

*radically transform our country back to the way it was designed in the Constitution.

Being Fortunate Does Not Mean One Should Be Stupid

Photo Credit: The Other 98%
Let's talk about this photo~you see, it is so kind, how dare anyone think it could be wrong.  Yet, this sign is wrong.  First off, to those that agree with this sign, I have a few questions.
  1. Do you have a place you call your home (whether it is a rental or a home you own)? 
  2. Do you have a method of transportation such as a vehicle, bicycle, or even scooter (private jet, boat, included)?
  3. Do you have a bank account in at least one bank or credit union?
  4. Do you have a place to receive mail for only you?
  5. Do you have health insurance, auto insurance, life insurance, pet insurance (any kind of insurance)?
  6. Do you have a cell phone (and or a land line in your #1)?
That's enough of the questions.  Now for my response to the answers which will help connect the dots to the photo.
Response to:
  1. If you have a place that you call your own whether it is as a renter or owner...and you lock the place up when you leave, when you are asleep, or all the time, why?  I'll tell you why. It is because it is your place.  You identify that space as yours.  Do you know how few people worldwide that can claim their own space?  You are fortunate. You need not lock your doors but open them to those in your area that are homeless or even to those traveling.  
  2. If you have a method of travel that is yours and yours alone, do you share rides with others?  Do you pick up people and take them places or do you allow others(not relatives or friends) but strangers to utilize your vehicle/bike/scooter?  No, of course not.  Why not? You are fortunate, most people outside the western world do not have access to their own vehicles, and in the US most can claim owning a vehicle.  You should share your vehicle, even if it means at times you are without. 
  3. Do you have a bank account? This means that you have money because otherwise the account is unnecessary.  Do you share your debit card?  Do you buy groceries for everyone that is in your checkout line?  Why not?  You have money and by the way, the majority of the world lives on less than $2.50 per day.  Share your money as you are fortunate.
  4. Having a place to receive personal, legal, and even junk mail is a privilege.  This is not something everyone has access to and therefore you are fortunate.  You should allow others to share your mailbox so they to can receive mail.  Do not distribute this, but allow them the same access you have.
  5. Do you have life insurance?  When you die who is to receive this?  Instead this should be shared with those that have lost loved ones with no insurance.  Do you have health insurance? If you do you should share your insurance with those without.  Now what about auto insurance?  You should zip over to the courthouse and pay the fines of those that have been caught and charged with driving with no insurance. 
  6. Do you have a cell phone?  Then you need to share with others as many people do not. In fact, you should give your cell phone away and only use your land line, but put a sign out front of your residence announcing that you have a phone for the public to use.  Many people cannot afford a phone and need one to arrange jobs, appointments and even family connections.  Be prepared to become a messenger for all the calls for others.
Why aren't people doing all the things I have suggested?  Why are the fingers being pointed about being charitable, but in turn those calling for this do not do this themselves.  Why?
Back to the photo.
When you are more fortunate than others you do not check common sense at the door.  History supports that in order to render aid or assistance we must be secure.  If we are helping another and we have nothing the help ceases pretty much immediately. 

We fence our property.  We lock our doors, we secure our belongings and protect our money.  Then in times of crises we assist those in need.  And the crises are not defined by the magnitude but the need.  If a neighbor's home burns down, the neighborhood gathers clothing, furniture and such to help.  When there is a natural disaster the Red Cross and other charitable agencies collect the monies that are so generously given.  In fact, America gives 1/3 of all donations worldwide.

When on an airplane we are told that if the oxygen bags drop, to place it on ourselves before we do for our children.  You know why?  Because if we are not taken care of, we cannot help the child. This is what building a fence means.  And the sign is a bit dramatic as it adds to the concept suggested.  You see, we need a secure fence built, and this photo suggests we are going to build a taller fence. This is not the case.  But it appears like we are horrible because a simple fence is not enough. 

Oh and including people to your dinner table is a wonderful idea.  You can do this often.  You can do this every single day.  But this does not change that our nation has the need to be secure. 

Friday, April 21, 2017

Bill~this is the

photo I was trying to find. 
I do not remember where I found this photo so if anyone knows who to give credit to, please let me know.

Bill~THIS is the idea I have for all the window frames.   I love the log framing and it makes my brain smile.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Repurposing the yard sale chairs

I bought a few years ago while back east.  I paid $1.00 for each chair and I think I got a bargain.  I finally am to this project and here are two of the chairs I have finished.

And yes, I do like bold, bright colors.  They are a wonderful contrast to the somewhat not so bright but ever so beautiful desert.  Final cost per chair $4.00 with remaining spray paint to brighten other items. 

Mini for Me!

I bought some mini roses the other day, as they were beautiful and of course they were mini, oh and my favorite, they were on sale.  I have already transplanted them and they will reside in pots so I can bring them in each winter!  Oh how I love these minis!

What can you do with $12.00?

You can upgrade the playroom with a magnetic board.   I actually bought what is an oil drip pan from Wal*mart about 4 years ago to use under the plants I grow indoors.  I spent about $12.00.  If you go to Wal*mart site today it is priced under $9.00. 

My grands love playing with the magnets on the fridge.  The only problem with this is that the iddy bitty piggly wigglies sometimes push the magnets under the fridge. 
I was thinking about a solution and this is it.
It is the perfect complement to the play area.
The magnets are from all the fun places we have visited.

Bill simply mounted the pan on the wall.

Monday, April 10, 2017

Something is different in the house

and I am going to share a photo montage to see if you can figure out what it is.

Yep.  It's a mystery for sure! ;)

*Photo #2 is for a helper to reach and do the dishes.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Friday Night Gathering

We gathered together Friday night to celebrate Third's birthday. 
At times I am so shocked at how fast time passes.  This is the first photo of Third and his brothers after he came home from the Kinder clinic (Kind of like NICU in Germany). 
Here was Third Friday night.  I made a tank convoy cake.
I know he is a married man with a child, but he is still my bubboo and I was making light of the very serious occupation he has enlisted in.  Yep, those are plastic army guys behind the tanks.  For the gun(or whatever it is called) on the tank, I cut a chopstick.  

To Third: Oh dad and I love you so much.  It was so nice to gather and BBQ with the entire family as we visited, laughed, and celebrated another wonderful year with you among us. 
Be strong, walk with the LORD, and never forget that your wife and son are a blessing.
Love you oodles and oodles,
Dad and Mom!

Friday, April 7, 2017

Captain David P. Gibson

Fifty years ago on April 8, 1967,  my dad was killed in Vietnam.  

Today I am sharing this milestone once again.  It is not an easy milestone to share.  I wrote this statement in another post as it is the reality even fifty years on,
the ultimate sacrifice paid by a soldier is always a debt owed by the surviving family.  My family is one such family.  We will always be the family of a soldier killed in Vietnam in April of 1967. ( to read this post click here)
My dad was a young man when he was killed.  He was 28 years old and had been married to my mom for less than 7 years.  When dad was killed mom was pregnant with me, their sixth child.  Cathy was 5, the twins David and Liz were 4, John was 3, Peter was 2 and I was two months shy of being born. 
August 1967

My mom was amazing and raised my siblings and I to be very strong, independent people. The soldiers of Vietnam weren't treated as honorably and respectfully as soldiers are today.  The anti-war sentiment was rampant across the nation and it was a heavy burden for mom to be the widow of a man that many called negative names.  She was a brave woman and a letter she wrote made it to the 91st Congress and is forever memorialized in the Congressional Record Vol. 115 No. 175 October 28, 1969.  I never knew that she wrote this letter until a few weeks ago.  You see, she lost the love of her life and it deeply impacted her.  Here is a portion of the letter she submitted:
[It was about] the forthcoming anti-war October 15, Day of Moratorium [which she called] these pacifiers, these malcontents, these groups, and yes, even some members of Congress are going to carry on placards...are going to read into the Congressional Record the names of our soldiers killed in Vietnam.  They are going to use these precious names to justify and support their position on Vietnam which ranges from rightful conscientious objection,  to pacifism, to cowardice, to Communism, to treason, and even to support the Hanoi regime.  Well I know an Infantryman who fought and died in Vietnam;  he didn't fight because he was a warmonger or a hired assassin;  he was fighting, and, yes killing for the South Vietnamese people-he was fighting to protect them.  He was killed a little over two years ago-our soldiers are still desperately needed there.  This infantryman (one of 40,000+), myself (his widow), and his six children feel a great love and sorrow for the families of South Vietnam.  
I feel it is[the Day of Moratorium] a terrible injustice to my husband and the cause he fought for(as a soldier, as an American, as a gentleman) that these people will carry his name, publicize his name, and have it read into the Congressional Record for purposes so contradictory to what he sincerely felt himself.  If there is any way his name can be rescinded from their lists, I would appreciate your kind assistance.  If not, may I say thank you for your magnanimous support of the United States soldier, his dependents, and his survivors.
Sincerely,   Mrs. David P. Gibson
                   Catherine (8 years)
                   David (7 years)
                   Elizabeth (7 years)
                   John  (6 years)
                   Peter (4 years)
                   Jennifer (2 years)

This was the attitude of the nation then.  This was what my mother did to stand tall for us, and ensure that dad's honor was not marred by those wishing to use the dead to push forward their cause.  I knew mom was a courageous woman, but wow, this letter is of a woman that says it like it is and means it.  

Dad's death changed mom.  She did remarry and had another daughter and gained a step-daughter but she became very guarded about dad.  After being married to my Bill I understand.

My siblings and I know dad died serving a nation he loved.  The loss is not a gut wrenching loss today but a sorrowful loss.  It is a sorrow for what dad missed out on and what we missed out on.  It is so devastating to know what my mother missed out on.  As a couple they were still in the diapering, baby stages.  They missed out on the teen years, the weddings, and so many milestones.

Mom outlived dad by 44 years. She died on February 19, 2011.

Dad is forever 28.

My mother detailed the events of dad's funeral: I am going to share my mom's words once again, just a snippet of her description of the military funeral. I am not going to mention any names of the personnel that Mom mentions, but aside from that, here are her words:

There was a short blessing at the grave by an army chaplain-then the gun salute by the 58th Infantry-a bugler sounded taps-and the military pall bearers-all in dress blues began the folding of our most precious flag.

Then they presented the flag to the Captain who in turn with warm and stirring words gave it to me. Then I turned and left the cemetery-it was all over-we had been married a little over 6 1/2 years-so short a time-David had been in Vietnam only 41 days-he had totally given of himself the supreme sacrifice. 

Legacy of David and Dee:

6 children: Cathy, Dave, Liz, John, Pete, and me Jenny.

15 grandchildren: David, Ann, Tony, Danielle, Katie, Cameron, Bill, Peter, Ashley, Ruben, Parker, Trey, Carson, Cali, Mari.  

10 great-grandchildren: David, Lily, Carson, Sam, Kayd, Kam, Eva, Jacoby, Zoey, and Levi.  One more great-grand is due late summer thanks to my oldest and his wife. 

 Military service: My brother Pete made a career out of the Army and retired a few years ago.  My oldest son served in the Army and served in Afghanistan and my youngest son took the oath of enlistment this past Wednesday and leaves for Basic Training at the end of the month.   

Fifty years later, me the baby, will turn 50 in June and my oldest son will turn 28.  This is the part that is so hard as dates and ages and numbers are always in my head.  I know I am not a baby but forever I will be and have said this before, the baby born too late.

Ten years ago Jim Hoft of Gateway Pundit shared the post I wrote about dad.  It is the only post I have up on my other blog Pen of Jen.  It was so profound to realize that the Vietnam soldier was no longer a stigma or something that we kept quiet about.  I will always be thankful that Jim shared my story of dad.

Here are some things I have written about my dad as the quote I shared about the debt the family pays is forever.
Historic Find
Historic Find Continued
Fifty three years ago
News and Letters from 1967
Always to Remember
42 years ago today
46 years ago today
Here are some things my dad had on him
Clipping of the first announcement of his death
Long Dose of Reflection
American History 1967
February 20, 1967
Memorial Day
Never Forgotten

Thursday, April 6, 2017

El Paso Texas

Six of us were able to attend the oath of enlistment ceremony for Third.  Here are some more photos from yesterday. 
 Third and his sweet wife and baby before the ceremony.

This was moments after the ceremony.  

Third and Bill

Third and Fourth

Third and his nephew G1

A bit of play time for the grands to burn off some energy.

After the ceremony we went to lunch then Sam's Club. 
G2 on the left is almost 18 months and G1 on the right is almost 22 months.