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You’re In The Navy Now Part~11

9 Oct

 A Slice of Life

Bill Lites

Navy

 

On a guided tour of the island, we stopped for lunch at a beautiful restaurant located at the top of one of the high hills overlooking Victoria Harbor, where we could see Kowloon, Mainland China in the distance.1  That sight gave me a very uncomfortable feeling at the time, knowing I was eating lunch that close to Communist China.  Another part of the tour was to the amazing Tiger Balm Gardens.  The gardens consist of acres of Chinese figures cut into a hillside, and painted some of the most vivid colors you can imagine.  Overall, the trip to Hong Kong was really great, and a one-of-a-lifetime experience. I would like to go back some day to see how it has changed over the years, as modern pictures show a very modern city compared to what I remember.

A few months later, Hector’s six-month tour of duty in Sasebo was extended, and the ship made another quick trip, this time to Nagasaki, 2Japan.  I can’t remember just what the occasion was for our visit, but the day after we got there the ship hosted an “Open House” for the Japanese people.  We had the ship roped off so the visitors would walk in a line, in one direction, through only certain areas.  We had a solid stream of people, walking through the ship all day long, and I didn’t notice until it was all over, but all those wooden shoes the Japanese women wear had chipped the paint right off the decks, everywhere the tour went on the ship.

Our stay in Nagasaki was short, however, one of the most interesting 3places I visited while there, was the “Ground Zero Museum.”  The museum houses many graphic artifacts from the ruins of the city, and photographs of what was left of the city after the Atomic Bomb (Fat Man) was exploded 1540 feet above the city on August 9, 1945.

The devastation was total, and this was another time, when being in that spot, gave me a very uneasy feeling.  Think about it.  Here I was, standing at “Ground Zero” only 12 years after that history changing event.  Was all the radiation gone?  How long did it take for it to be safe for people to tread on this uniquely damaged soil?  Was I being zapped as I stood there?  Those were some of the thoughts that were running through my mind, as I remembered what had happened at this very spot on the day the world came to an end for roughly 70,000 people.

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Investigating Family Ties~Part 3

7 Oct

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Mother’s other grandmother was Florenda Jane Bingham Bedell Britton. Anyhow, Florenda Jane was born April 6, 1847. When Dora was six years old Author, Poet and Artistand her grandmother came for a visit, she came to Dora’s room every night and they kneeled by the bed and prayed together. That TLC, Mother said, was what helped her want to become a Christian later in life. Florenda Jane belonged to the Church of God Holiness. I assume from the name they were what we now call charismatic. Florenda Jane died December 28, 1936 at eighty-nine years of age. I was born two years after she died. I wish I had known her. We’ll all sit down and have a fine chat in Heaven some day. Please join us when the time is right.

One of my mother’s grandfathers was Ezra Marshall Bedell. He was born in Syracuse New York in 1844. During the Civil War he was taken prisoner for eight years.

This brings us to Mother’s parents, Mabel and Roger Bedell. They lived on an apple ranch just outside town and settled in to raise apples, vegetables, chickens, a few cows, a son, and two daughters. Roger was manager of the Gas Company from 1917 until the town got electricity. They made water gas. The formula came down through the family, but I’m glad I don’t have to make it in order to have lights and cooking fuel. If the light over the dining room table began to dim, it was time for Roger to get the machines going again.

During the Great Depression, relatives who needed a place to stay came and went. My family has a history of feeding other people. I imagine if you investigate, your family does too. In those days, if you had food, you shared it. Now you can share knowledge with your children about their ancestors. It will make them stronger and more self-confident, especially if they hear stories about how their relatives loved and served Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior.

Our Trip to Maui~Part 3

6 Oct

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

 

The next day, being Sunday, we wanted to attend a local worship service.  There was a Baptist Church in Lahaina, and we decided to attend there.It was a lovely building – without air conditioning, of course – but there were open doors all around the building to let the cool ocean breeze blow through, aided by several ceiling fans.  It was a wonderful way to worship – almost like being outdoors.The people were quite friendly, and we enjoyed the service immensely.

After the service was over, we went to lunch at a cute little deli call The Gazebo.  We later found out that Fred’s sister and her husband didn’t even know about this deli – even though they had been to Lahaina for many years.  We sat at the back side of the deli, and could see the beach all the way around Napili Bay.

After lunch, Dad wanted to show us a sight he had seen before on Maui.  It was call the Iao Needle, and is an “erosional remnant” that was formed by wind and rain.  During war times, it was used as a lookout spot.  There was a way to get up to it – but it had 300 steps to it, so we declined that adventure!

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Home and to bed – as we were still getting over our jet lag.

~~~~~More to come~~~~~

BooktoberFest and Chocolate Covered Potato Chips

4 Oct

It’s Booktoberfest time! We are excited at our house about Booktoberfest. Rebekah Lyn will be one of twenty authors at a meet and greet in the quaint town of Mount Dora, Florida. Since this is being held in October, the month of Fall festivals and Halloween, authors and guests are taking up the costume of their favorite book characters.

Rebekah writes Christian fiction and her characters are of the everyday  sort so it has been hard to decide who to portray. Finally she chose  Michelle of Winter’s End, the lead singer and guitar player for her band Tangled Web. It has been fun turning the very professional  Rebekah into a rocker and in the process throw in some clever branding. Pictures will be up at  Rebekah Lyn Books .

Be sure to click the link below for all the details of Booktoberfest. It is going to be a great event!

JLB Creatives -Bringing Fairy Tales to Life…One Novel at a Time. HIDDEN EARTH is a six novel series by best-selling author, Janet Beasley. Janet is the founder/owner of JLB Creatives, a company designed to bring light to the literary world. It is a company built on the fantastical imaginations of Janet and her family.

via Author Janet Beasley – BOOKTOBERFEST! 10/5/13.

At the event we will be inviting readers to sign up for the Rebekah Lyn Books newsletter and as a reward for signing up, we will  have a drawing  for a box of Grimaldi chocolate covered potato chips delivered right to your front door.

Booktoberfest

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Not going to Booktoberfest? Sign up for Rebekah’s newsletter here and you are in the drawing. Good luck!

We will draw the name of one lucky winner from those who sign up between now and Sunday October 6, 2013 and you will be notified by email.

National Poetry Day

3 Oct

I heard that today is National Poetry Day and decided that since Old Things R New is blessed with not one but two wonderful poets, I would like to honor them. How do you honor a poet? Well I could try my hand at a poem  but my efforts would fall far short of their skills so I decided to ask them to each honor us with one of their poems~Onisha

Happy Poetry Day

♥OUR POETS ♥

SOMEWHERE

Somewhere there’s a place for me-

A place I have a need to be..

A  new plateau, a goal to meet-

Purpose, direction, without defeat.

Oh, God, give me strength

to greet each day-

with a cheerful countenance-

Don’t let me sway.

Please let me focus

on the issues of life

That bring joy to others,

that relieve their strife.

To have victory over

the enemy called “Fear”-

The energy and stamina to persevere.

And Lord, if any little word of mine

can help another soul-

Help me find that little word

to meet that needed goal.

Louise Gibson

 ♥

Free Verse Poem

“Get in the box,” I said.

“I don’t fit!” He screamed.

“You must become

Rhythm, rhyme, formal verse.”

“I won’t!”

I picked him up by his scrawny neck,

Stuffed him in and closed the box.

He suffocated, poor little free verse poem.

Rest in peace.

DiVoran Lites

You’re In The Navy Now Par~10

2 Oct

A Slice of Life

Bill LItes

 

The most challenging thing about boat duty on the Hector, was that when not in use, the boat crews had to keep all the boats tied off to the Boat 1Boom, which was permanently attached to, and located, toward the aft portion of the ship.  When a boat was required for any reason, the boat crew had to walk out on the Boat Boom to where their boat was tied-off, and go down the Jacob’s ladder to the boat.  Then when they were done with the boat, they had to tie it off to the Painter Line, and climb up the Jacob’s ladder to the Boat Boom, and back to the ship.  The first few times I had to do that, I had to walk very slow and it was very scary, since the 1”x 8” catwalk attached to the top of the beam, we had to walk on, was highly varnished, to protect it from the salty environment.  This made it very slippery when wet, and I felt like I was “Walking the Plank” every time I went to or from the ship to a boat.

It didn’t take long for the routine to become quite boring, and with duty only every 4th day, we ended up spending a lot of time on liberty at the 2Enlisted Men’s Club or in Sasebo itself.  Finally, after months of this routine, the ship made a trip to Hong Kong, to give the crew an opportunity to be exposed to other cultures of the world, and for a chance at some different scenery.

The city that I knew as Hong 3Kong in 1957, was built into the hills surrounding it, and reminded me of the Mexican border cities of Juarez or Tijuana (except a lot cleaner & more beautiful), where a person could buy anything very reasonably.  I bought a tailor-made Navy blue uniform and a beautiful Chinese Cheongsam silk dress for DiVoran for next to nothing, compared to what they would have cost in the states.

Tours of the island were very interesting and informative.  At the time, one area I remember was the ancient Aberdeen Floating Village, sometimes called the “Sea of Dead Ships,” where many of Hong 4Kong’s 60,000 boat dwellers lived.  Here the boats had been tied so closely together, over so many years, that a person could step from one boat to the next, all the way across a portion of Aberdeen Harbor.  The only boats that could get out of that mass, were the ones on the outer edge.

Located in Victoria harbor, were several large multi-deck floating restaurants, which served some of the most delicious authentic Chinese food I ever tasted. From the deck of the restaurant, it looked like one whole hillside was completely devoid of any vegetation and grey in color.  When I asked about it, I was told that it was the “Pauper’s Burial Grounds”, where people with no money were buried, then after several years, their gravesite was dug up and another person would be buried there…and so on.  That Chinese tradition must have been going on for centuries, involving an awful lot of people, to leave such a large scar on that hillside.

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Feeding the Neighbor’s Cat

30 Sep

My Take

DiVoran Lites

We’re feeding our neighbor’s cats.

They live next to the woods,

Three black cats with yellow eyes,

Now, doesn’t that sound good?

 

The other stays indoors,

A brown Abyssinian girl,

She purrs and rubs against our legs,

And gives her tail a whirl.

We give her little tidbits,

Put treats down in her bowl,

She lies upon on her back,

And takes a little a roll.

 

If we could catch the feral ones,

they’d hiss and scratch and bite.

And when they got a chance

they would run away in fright

 

Too bad they cannot trust us,

Those cats with yellow eyes.

If they were not so terrified,

They’d  get a nice surprise.

 

Author, Poet and Artist

What Has Frightened You Today

28 Sep

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Perez Eckles

He really, really grabbed a snake. This past Sunday I was relaxing on my lounge chair beside our swimming pool and dozing off. Suddenly I heard a gasp; a second later, a splash.

“I thought it was a rope that fell in,” my Dad said, who’s completely blind and with a voice a bit agitated. “I grabbed it, but it was a snake.”
A snake? He grabbed a snake? Gulp. Friends, how quickly do you think I jumped to my feet and ran for cover? Not so much because the snake was slithering around the pool, but because my Dad, unable to know where I was seated, could’ve tossed it my way! I dashed and slipped behind the fence. With something protecting me I felt safe—shaken but safe.Okay, no more gasping.
But, why was I so worked up? I’ve been there before. Life threw at me snakes of adversity. The venom went right through my heart with pain and sorrow.
Not a pretty place. You’re probably familiar with those unexpected problems, burdens, and confusing moments that slither right in. No warning. No clue. We’re relaxing in life, when least expected, we hear the splash of another disappointment—another glitch in life.
Maybe you’re there right now—overwhelmed with life and in the pool of anxiety. Or numb because of the bad news you just heard. Or the hopeless situation has emptied you of all the tears. And with the heat of sorrow, you’re too exhausted to run for cover.
Good news: when we’re attacked, helpless, on the verge of despair in this imperfect world, “The word of the LORD is flawless. He is a shield for all who take refuge in him. For who is God besides the LORD? And who is the Rock except our God? It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect” (Psalm 18:30-32).

Father, so often I feel attacked, in the midst of slithering enemies of confusion, worry and fear. Protect my days, shield my life and count me among those who put their hope in you. I will declare I am your child standing behind the fence of your grace. And while I wait for your answer, I shall rest secure and safe. In Jesus name, amen.

What has you frightened today?
• Who arms you with strength during tough times?
• Have God’s promises to keep you safe filtered deep into your soul?

Fear

Janet Perez Eckles,
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Look Up in the Morning

27 Sep
From the Heart

Louise Gibson


Embrace the Promise

When we wake up in the morning,

there is promise in the air.

We don’t know what the day will bring,

but the expectancy is there.

The time to be happy is now-

We have this day to explore.

Everyday is a special occasion-

What are you waiting for?

My voice You shall hear in the morning, O Lord;

in the morning I will direct it to You, and I will look up.

Psalm 5:3

None are as old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.

Henry David Thoreau

Christians and Clichés

26 Sep

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

Recently DiVoran published a writing tip for  Rebekah Lyn Books entitled  “I love Clichés.” We all use them and the comments ranged from “I use them, it’s my dirty little secret” to “guilty as charged”.

One of my favorite ones was written by author Bob Nailor. “I enjoy a good cliché’ or idiom when I write but have found those who edit me don’t seem to care for them one iota.” He goes on to say ” So how does an author explain “between a rock and a hard place” when writing? Easy. It was a conundrum where either choice was difficult. Oh, yeah, that made it much clearer and added the impact.”

After I stopped giggling at the funny comments I began to think about how many times I speak in clichés.

God will provide: Philippians 4:19

Trust God : Proverbs 3:5

They’re in a better place John 14:3

God has a plan for you: Jeremiah 29:11

I sincerely believe it when I say these things but better still would if be  every time I  speak  a cliché of comfort, I take the time to offer up prayers claiming God’s promises?