This is the blog site of an old man. As a native Californian I call myself a prune picker. I live in a fifth wheel trailer. My front door is 25 steps from my daughter’s front door in the Piney Woods of North Louisiana. My blogs are often silly and or trivial, and some times educational and serious. I hope that some are interesting. None are long.
Preparing these blogs seems to fill a need in my life. I am compelled to do it. It helps fill the time until I die. I always have a job to do.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
11 am Lunch with family at Logan's Road House.
1 pm Baseball game. Good game. We won 5 to 4 against McNeese.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
80 days to my trip to England/France with my daughter Nancy. Need to get the cough fixed and my lungs up to steam.
Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
New London, November 20, 1774
I am happily situated here. I love my employment: find many
friends among strangers: have time for scientific study, and seem to fill the place assigned me with satisfaction. I have a school of more than thirty boys to instruct, about half of them in latin; and my salary is satisfactory. During the summer I had a morning class of young ladies—about a score—from five to seven o’clock, so you see my time is pretty fully occupied, profitably I hope to my pupils and to their teacher.
Please accept for yourself and Mrs. Munson the grateful thanks of one who will always remember the kindness he ever experienced whenever he visited your abode.
Your friend, Nathan Hale
Nathan joined the Revolutionary Army and was hanged by the English for spying. He is the brave young man who stated that his only regret was that he had only one life to lose for his country.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
I have been furnished several travel books by Nancy and grand daughter Joy.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Loading up at Jefferson Corner.