As we pass through life I believe there is much we know nothing about and then there are those things that cannot be explained but somehow we know. My personal belief is that When David met Goliath the outcome was not a surprise to Goliath. Those at the Alamo in Texas years ago knew the outcome and stood to the walls knowing they had not a chance. I remember when a young Mason in the Masonic Lodge I was serving as the Jr. Warden and was setting in my chair very nervous because I was expected to stand and give voice to happenings in the lodge. I was around the age of fifty and Jack my good friend was 82 how do I remember that. Maybe that is one of those things that cannot be explained. Jack wanted to talk and I was trying to listen to the Master and waiting for my turn when Jack ask me a very serious question.
Verl he said to me I lost my wife of over fifty years of being together just recently as you know and I have met another woman who I would like to get a closer relationship to but I am afraid of what others will think of me wanting this when I just lost my wife. Turing and looking Jack in the eye I remember my words to him. At eighty-two years old Jack just how long do you think you should wait? At eighty-two Jack you earned the right to what you think is proper I would worry more about what a pigeon has for dinner than what my neighbors would think of me. Now I find myself at eighty-two just a little scared if you want the truth.
I write as I feel and perhaps that is not a good thing but it is me and I cannot change that any more than the tiger can change his stipes. What I put to page is not always good grammar or proper for the public eye but as the world turns I am forced to turn with it. I try to copy the great minds of the world as I read them but when faced with the page in front of me I find I can only say what is in me to confess or share. Is our destiny ours to choice, chose just what is ours and what is handed to us to do. I know not anymore about life than any reader out there but I have the pen and you have the paper so we will each do as we feel is ours to do with. So, as it was so it will be we can only do as our hearts tell us to do. I wish I could dumb found you with information and stories that would keep your attention but I can only provide that which is with in me to give. Where this web page goes and who shall read it is not of my choice but I will attempt to do what I can and try as I can to stay with in the object of bringing together the people of this world to learn that we share what we have and we grow as it shall be accordingly.
A Messenger,
Verl K,
As i have found a new friend i would like my readers to see what I saw. What are those eyes telling me? Sandra in the back ground took me to meet this lady who owns a restaurante in Old Town and she served me a pizza which turns out took 72 hours to prepare and those ladies out there that read this should know that if you could get this recipt you would forever thank me.