A Great Idea

February 23, 2017 1 Comment

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Every time I turn on the news all I hear about is the left complaining about how President Trump is going to implement a mass deportation of ‘undocumented workers’, ripping children from their mothers’ arms, throwing maids and migrant workers and taxi drivers and landscapers and beef packing plant workers back over the border, sending grandmothers packing, yanking kids from progressive learning institutions and forcing them to finish their educations in substandard Mexican schools. There are those who are teaching ‘dreamers’ how to avoid immigration agents by not ever answering their doors. This, by the way, does not bode well for UPS drivers and American Clearinghouse Sweepstake workers. In other words, the left won’t be happy until we just leave illegal aliens alone. Even more so, the left would like nothing less than open our doors wide open to all our southern neighbors. All this good will gave me an idea.

Perhaps someone reading this article will have the courage to find out where one of these progressives live. Chances are he’ll have a nice, big privacy fence around his property. Find a nice, big family of illegal aliens and have them climb over his fence one fine night, pitch a tent, hook up to his electricity, cable and water and settle in. Before the Liberal wakes up that morning, make sure you convince the interlopers to go to the local ER to get the scrapes and bruises they got while climbing over his fence looked at, and then have the hospital bill the homeowner. When the pro-amnesty fellow looks out his window and finds a family squatting in his back yard, he’ll no doubt run outside and demand they leave the premises. This is where you step up as their advocate and explain that they are merely undocumented neighbors. Remind him that you are demanding the same rights for this family that he wants for all the other undocumented people in the country. Hopefully you’ll force him to say that they’re on his property illegally. Hopefully you’ll make him call the authorities. Hopefully you’ll get it all on tape.

Wouldn’t it be great if this started a movement? Why, we could potentially solve the illegal alien problem! Unfortunately there aren’t that many liberals to go around. They’ll have to allow another seven or eight families to move in with them. Perhaps we could get the President to issue an Executive Order…

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Long Overdue Update

February 17, 2017 Leave a comment

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Since my last entry, my Three year old daughter Lulu (diagnosed with neuroblastoma stage four last fall) has completed 6 rounds of chemo, which eliminated all the cancer in her body except for what’s left of the primary tumor around one of her kidneys, and has recently undergone surgery in which the surgeon removed 90% of the tumor. She has come through it all like a true champion and refuses to let this slow her down. Lulu is my true hero. She is scheduled to begin radiation soon to knock out the rest of it, and we all know it can be difficult on her body. The doctors are very confident Lulu is going to beat this, and am already using her case as a success story. I urge you all to continue to pray for my little Lulu; ask the Lord to heal her any way He wants, for His will be done. Pray also for her parents, my son Joey and his strong, wonderful wife Grace, that He might touch them in a special way to give them the faith and strength to care for Lulu as she battles this cancer. Thank you, Lord, for Your love.

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I now live in Washington state – a long way from Florence, Alabama. My home is in Aberdeen, home of Curt Cobain. It is located at the eastern end of Grays Harbor, near the mouth of the Chehalis River, and southwest of the Olympic Mountains. I am only nineteen miles from the Pacific Ocean. The Great Northwest is far, far different from the muggy Deep South. The temperature this winter has not dropped below 30, but there has been plenty of rain and just a few rare snow flurries. For me, being around so much water brings out a primal love of the sea. I can hardly wait for summer so I can wade in the immensity of the ocean. Looking west from the beach ignites the poet in me.

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There is even more exciting news in progress that I would love to share with you, but am going to wait until certain events come to fruition. Thank you, dear reader, for your incredible patience and love!

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