Hope lights up the Horizon

Is it not hope that lights up the horizon, I bet you Christopher Columbus would agree to that back in 1492.

I hope to witness the first men walk on Mars before my time.

I am sure my Grandfather was astounded when we walked on the moon. After all he really was born under an oil lamp with no phones, radios, and TVs , Bless His Soul.

Something to think about



Lead Us, Blessed Mother

Lead us

We are lost,confused

we sit and wait , contempt to move

we hide from the dark, from the door

Frighten of our shadows, scared to call

You, Most Blessed Mother

will show us the way

Your Love , Mother comfort us

Your caring peace is so embracing

point us the door of Our Father

I pray for this oh, Mother of God

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Fighting my ugly Prejudice

Many times in my life, I witness change

I seen and participated in desegregation

I lived through several military exchanges

And I witness the financial deregulations


I sorry to say My Lord,that during these times I failed

I let in hate and damn my fellow man

If it did not go the way I wanted ,I shouted ,I hailed

I used the ugly language that disgraced Your Plan


It was easy to say that man Is my friend

Then behind his back call him ugly

It was easy to blame the other end

Or curse them for they are more wealthy


I done this , and I am ashamed

Because If I followed my faith it would not have happened

Now I have witnessed how it hurts , the hearts it claimed

If only I would have carried my cross, it would not have happened


So every day, I must pray, I will say

Be it for the Grace , to live in this place

And not be hurtful and do misgiving

But to learn to love those that are living


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New Years= the color Blue

I have lived through many New Years. It timelines our life as much as our birthdays, and anniversaries . As a child it seem to be part of the Christmas celebration

Tables full of food, and long distance relatives ( short distance now days) would show up for the feast .Some times there was some exchanging of gifts . The house would fill with the aroma of Ham ,or Turkey baking in the oven. The other thing that was a tradition at New Years was watching the Mummers Day Parade on TV, first it was in Black and White, then just before I was married the color TV showed up in livid color, and colorful it was.

The Mummers was a Philadelphia tradition going back long before my father,traditionally it was an all male event, I believe in the late 70s or 80s they started to allow women to join in. It was something we would look forward to , it would dominate our TV for at least 8 hours , definitely  a huge parade. The introduction of the mandated digital signal , we total lost Philadelphia’s  TV stations so I have no idea if the parade was Televised . It is so unlikeable the eliminating of past traditions and habitual pleasures  that we took for granted , like watching thirty TV stations off an antenna with no cost but what the equipment originally cost . Missing  listening to Ball games on the radio, they totally disappeared here . You get my rant here .

Many of my New Years as an young adult of course was spent in bed, or my head in a bucket, of course making an ass out of myself on New Years Eve was very easy back then. Fortunately for me I outgrew the need to drink early , and my career made it impossible. There was a few New Years where spent trying to catch up at work, cause Christmas had a way of decimating everything we tried to accomplish the other eleven months.

I spent many of New Years with my yellow pads, in a contemplating mode, mapping out the next twelve months, figuring on a future that will be more robust, more agreeable , more controlled. I still out the finical documents and my correspondents then box them away in hopes that every thing would start anew, of course it really don’t .

I am not please with past Year at all.

This New Years Eve dinner was  at one of my daughters and it was Great . As you get older one finds themselves being more of a guest and less of a leader of the band.I found myself crashing in my recliner minutes after twelve

Today we went to the mother in laws, and the roads were filled with travelers. It did not seem like January one, even some of the shopping centers where open with few customers. The weather was unseasonable warm,with a few raindrops from scattered clouds. Nothing seem to resemble the New Years of my days gone by.

Today is the the Solemnity of Mary, Mother of God. The Seventh  day of Christmas by earlier Christian traditions . It is the First day of the Calendar year that I am familiar with. It should not feel like a normal run of the mill kind of day.

I think the way we started to push Christmas so early, the demand on making it the big Highlight of the year, and the incredible stress we put on ourselves has taken so much away from Day one. Even the visible fight of secular and Christian observance is becoming a tag that’s in constant battle. Maybe it is the mood I am in , the weariness of the political ,economic and frustrating news has taken it’s toll, and New Years is my first causality. New Years always seem to have a blue hue to it, It hard to explain unless you dabble in visual art, or into spiritual moods, I always relate Blue to New Years. It has a fresh appeal but a cold feeling.I truly find this New Year to be Blue.


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To Me MoM

To Me MoM

It been a year ago today

that the Lord did take you away

I sure he had some things for you to do

and as always ,I know you will think it through

I sorry you’re not here with me

to laugh ,and tell me how things would be

I sadden that we must grow

and miss so much as I did sow

You are strong and determined Lass

if seen it as you put down an ass

time and time did I try to get over you

like a stupid kid is supposed to do

But without fail you sit in silence

till it was time to shake my highness

and put me where I did belong

reverent , respectful with a heart filled of song

I miss you me mom , I really do

and when it time I hope God lets me through

So I can hug and kiss you all I can

and tell you I am your little loving man

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Love you MoM

What says the news my friend

What says the news my friend



What says the news my friend

will it tell of glories,or sad ends

will it proclaim good fortune for us

or just tell us we missed the bus


How says the news do you care

is the market,bull or Bear

are the stocks worth much today

is the futures on cash, treasury Bonds Ok


How about the Political scene

are the Republicans able to wean

off the Tea party call for change

or is the Democrats in trouble again


What tragic moment in time

should we not expect an increase in crime

foreclosures abundant ,no solution in sight

nor does anyone care, it isn’t right


We bailed out the banks, who cashed in their bonus

and watch the flights roll out of Dallas

Gm and Chrysler did put out their hand

and their union sold out their plan


You money is safe says the Economic Scholar

Invest in me Wall Street Hollers

You not regret it , you really won’t

cause we can catch the next boat


Invest in our youth we did not do

Our schools will suffer with the economic gloom

It was with learning that made this country great

and we set it aside , to pay off debt and gain weight


Is our wars going well my dear friend

Our we still dying in the world far end

We send good people some to young or to old

and ask them to die , and be strong and bold


What plans do we have for all those broken dreams

dead men and women , and children screams

will they get cheated at what is due

because some politician needs to rule


What news my friends of the weather today

it sounds kind of strange on this summer day

to hot to handle ,especially in the fields

where our food is growing ,we need our yields


What news my friend is their today

is any of it positive, good people would say

Does it show any Love, and caring of You

or is it how someone ,may sue too


What celebrity who thinks they can say

what we should do and how we should play

and those who follow just have no sense

or they are lost , and forgetting the past tense


I don’t know what lies ahead of us tomorrow

I pray not sadness and of sorrow

I sure it will be much of the same

and everyone looking for someone to blame



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