Christmas Day Part Two-Second Chances

My girlfriend and I leave the house all bundled up and hand in hand we walk around the neighborhood.

There are many houses with more cars than usual parked on the curb.

Many families must be visiting.

We continue walking in silence but it is a comfortable silence.

Suddenly we hear the whistle of a train.

My girlfriend asks me, “Didn’t you say you liked trains?”

“Yes,” I reply.

“Do you want to watch it pass?”

“Is it in a safe area? I mean I revere you tremendously and would never want to bring you to a shady place.”

“Yes. It’s safe and well-traveled. There is an overpass right over the main highway a few feet from here.”

“Okay, we can go watch it then.”

“Awesome, I figured you would like that.”

We walk to the overpass and see the locomotive slowly transitioning across. The engineer sounds the bell and horn several more times and I watch the headlight and ditch lights.

We then see all the cars in the consist.

I watch it with great pleasure.

My girlfriend steals a kiss from me then says, “You look so cute the way you are watching the train.”

I blush then I hug and kiss her in return.

The snow is starting to fall again so we hug even tighter.

She buries her face into my chest as I kiss the top of her head and lovingly rub her love handles.

Several motorists blow their horns as us. They must be somehow offended by our public displays of affection.

The train is now gone and we continue walking.

She shows me around the city, as I tell her, “I’ve always dreamed about living here because it inspires my writing so much.”

“Do you think you could read some of your work to me?”

“I would be honored to,” I pause then continue, “And just so you know, you are inspiring me to write some new material right now!”

She then grabs me and steals another kiss.

I hold her close to me and kiss her in return.

We then come upon a boundary between our neighborhood and the less fortunate part of the city. In the distance, we hear gunshots and sirens.

“I think we should turn around,” I tell her.

“Yes. My roommates warned me about this area.”

So, with that, we turn around and make a beeline back to our neighborhood.

Briskly we walk until we are far enough from the boundary.

My girlfriend is getting tired and out of breath as we come upon a convenience store.

I ask her, “Would you like something to eat or drink to give you more strength?”

She simply nods.

I kiss her and then say, “Say no more.”

We walk into the convenience store and head to the deli section, then look at all the good food under the glass.

“What would you like?” I ask her.

“If you can afford it, a fried chicken meal.”

“What do you want as your sides then?”

“Some fried pickles and some macaroni and cheese.”

“Okay, I’ll get that for you.”

“You’re so sweet. What are you going to eat, though?”

“A hot sausage pattie on toast sandwich.”

“Cool!”

“And what do you want to drink?” I ask her.

“Some Pepsi from the fountain.”

“I think I’ll get that too.”

“Then only order one cup because we have free refills with that meal. Plus I always wanted someone to share a drink with, as corny as it seems.”

“Consider it done,” I tell her with a sweet kiss.

She blushes.

I then place my order and pay with my debit card, then we sit at a table and wait to be served.

While we wait to be served, I check my banking app on my phone and see that I now only have a few cents left in my account, but it was worth it.

In time our meal is served, then we say grace and eat.

Not only do we share our drink but we give pieces of our meals to each other.

After we are finished, we use the restrooms then leave on foot.

“Could you show me your new house?” She asks me.

“I sure could and I am honored that you are my first guest!”

“Then lead the way.”

Hand in hand we walk to my house.

Upon arrival, I unlock the hurricane fence, then we cut across my front yard then walk up the steps and onto the front porch where I unlock the door.

I show her around as I say, “Here it is. Not much, but at least it’s mine.”

“Your house is cute, like its owner,” She says, kissing me.

She sees the computer in my living room and asks, “Do you think you could read to me right now?”

“Of course,” I say, then I get an extra chair and sit her in the swivel chair.

I then log into my computer then pull up the folder of text files and read to her.

She smiles at me from ear to ear as I read to her.

I do so for a few hours.

“Your stories are really sweet and I can somehow relate to your female characters!”

“You do remind me of my female characters, I think that is one of the reasons why I am falling so hard for you!”

“And I am falling just as hard for you!” She says as she leans in to kiss me.

I kiss her in return.

She then passionately grabs me and kisses me all over my face.

I hold her close to me and gently play with her love handles.

We then begin to rub each others’ buttox.

She then bumps me onto my sofa to which I fall and position myself face up.

Afterward, she lays on top of me and kisses me with exceeding passions.

She reveals her breasts to me, to which I say, “Good Lord, they are beautiful!”

She then rubs them in my face.

I kiss them and sweetly fondle them.

She then lifts her dress and teasingly reveals her panties to me, giggling.

I am overcome with admiration and lust.

We are about to become intimate when her phone rings.

It’s her roommate’s house number, so she picks up and activates the speakerphone feature.

We hear how they want her and me to come over because they have more food for us.

With that, we get up off the sofa and walk out the front door, locking it behind us.

We then head to her roommate’s house in the cold bleak weather…

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A Review of the LifeLong Baby BoomBox 2225

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon on November 28, 2004.

I was out shopping in the Houma area with my Dad and my brother.

My Dad had gone for a haircut, and then I drove with my brother and we went shopping.

I don’t recall if my brother bought anything or not, but I went to GoodWill and saw something I just had to have.

It was a LifeLong Baby Boom Box, model number 2225, and that will be the item that this piece is a review of.

This neat little radio was selling for 84 Cents + tax at my local GoodWill and I had a five-dollar bill on my person, so happily I purchased it.

We then drove back and picked my Dad up and eventually went home.

This may seem like a wonderful time of my life, but it wasn’t.

I had broken down with schizophrenia that previous summer and had since stabilized, but was on a medication that did treat my positive symptoms quite well but made my negative symptoms worse.

Therefore, my ability to feel pleasure was severely hindered at best and non-existant at worst.

During this time of my life, there were only two activities I engaged in that caused me to feel any pleasure at all.

They were:

Watching soap operas.

AND

Listening to the radio.

So, a good bit of my free time entailed one of these two activities.

This was pre-Katrina, so there were a lot more radio broadcasts in my area to choose from then there are in 2020.

I’ve said it before and I will say it again, Hurricane Katrina ruined radio broadcasting in New Orleans and it has yet to recover some fifteen years later.

By the way, my condition would not improve until late January of 2006 when I was prescribed a different medicine.

So, this radio became a constant companion of mine for the next several months.

I had quickly realized that it was just compact enough to fit in my school uniform pants pocket.

Therefore, I took it to school every day and it would entertain me while waiting for after school activities.

I would usually keep it tuned to KCIL which at the time was on 107.5 MHz.

Country music was very good at this point, but it also kept me updated on the weather.

This may come as a shock to you, the reader, but during this time of my life, I didn’t EDC a dedicated Weather Radio.

However, I did frequently carry a higher-end Motorola Talkabout two way radio that also had weather built-in.

I remember one evening in early December of 2004, doing some volunteer work for Key Club at a local catholic church. Well, that radio, which was in my pocket, informed me of some stormy weather that was due in my area later that evening.

I spent many afternoons waiting for Key Club meetings listening to that radio sitting or standing on the stairwells.

On the evening of my eighteenth birthday, it was with this radio that I caught WSM out of Nashville.

Unfortunately, it killed on me in May or June of 2005. All I remember was sitting outside at night listening to it and then it broke.

Though it sounds very well, it’s not exactly the most rugged radio there is.

I don’t have a complete list of all the technical specs, but I’ll list what I know:

It has a Frequency Range of 540-1700 KHz on AM and 88-108 MHz on FM.

It is powered by 4 AA batteries.

Since it is a boom box, there are two front-firing speakers with very adequate maybe even stereo sound.

The tuner is not very selective and it usually only picks up the stronger, nearby stations.

Still, for 84 Cents plus tax, this was not a bad find.

They go for much more on eBay nowadays.

I will still deduct a whole point for the tuner being so poor and the design not being rugged enough, so all in all, I give it a radio of 4 out of 5 stars.

This was good for me while I was in high school, and yes, helped me maintain my sanity, literally, but I’ve since upgraded to better radios to listen to.

I hope you, the reader, have been informed and entertained.

May God richly bless you!

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A Review of the Realistic (Radio Shack®) 12-719 Deluxe AM/FM Radio

Just for the record, I do not own the featured image on this page.

Rather, I cropped it out of the 1987 Radio Shack Catalog.

The two books of which I have the most knowledge are of course The Bible and [most of] The Radio Shack Catalogs.

Unfortunately, I know the latter much better than the former.

Well, from 2001 until most of their stores were shut down, I was a very loyal patron to Radio Shack.

I witnessed their very last days of true glory before they became just a glorified mobile phone store and therefore put all other electronics on the back burner.

That, I believe, is what killed them, honestly.

Well, using cheaper components in their products was also a factor.

In 2014, there was an attempt to restore Radio Shack to its 1980s glory, but it never was fully realized. Too little, too late.

So, as of the past several years, eBay is my go-to “retailer” for just about any vintage or discontinued product my heart may desire.

eBay, by the way, is amazing because I can usually find what I am looking for and many times in fairly decent condition, sometimes even mint!

I own several AM/FM receivers that came off the assembly line from the 1980s to the present. I also own quite a few Weather Radios with production dates ranging from the 1970s to the 2010s. And I have some scanners dating from the late 1980s to the mid to late 2010s.

This piece will be about a pocket-sized AM/FM radio, sold at Radio Shack from the latter parts of 1986 until some point in 1992. It was first seen in the 1987 Radio Shack catalog. The model number is 12-719.

Mine is not exactly the same as the one pictured in this featured image.

How do I know this?

Well, the unit featured in the 1987 Radio Shack catalog features an AM frequency range of 53*10 KHz to 160*10 KHz.

However, my particular unit which according to the sticker behind the battery door was made in January of 1991 and it features an AM frequency range of 53*10 KHz to 171*10 KHz.

What strikes me as odd, though, is that I thought the AM (or Medium Wave) band in the United States was not expanded to 171*10 KHz AKA 1710 KHz AKA 1.71 MHz until 1993. At the time, I was too young to know the difference nor did anyone around me care about such a thing anyway. My family on both sides is very technology ignorant, unfortunately. Some family members of mine are even downright hostile to technology. The only immediate family member of mine that was as keen on technology as I am was my Maternal Grandpa, Hughie Gauslin, but he died almost 29 years before I was born. I’ll just say that he would have seen some wonderful things had he lived to be an old man. So, if anyone is willing to inform me about this AM broadcast Band Expansion of the early 1990s, I am well open for correction and/or enlightenment…

All in all, I had purchased this particular radio on eBay in the latter parts of 2019, mostly as a sentimental collector’s item.

However, I have found an everyday use for it, hence my desire to write this review.

I’ll explain:

I moved to my current residence in May of 2018.

Since the Spring of 2017, I had been listening to NPR on and off, usually tuning in All Things Considered while doing laundry. I would go to an ex-in-law of my now ex-in-laws’ house where my now ex-wife and I would use his equipment to wash and dry our laundry. In turn, we would cook a meal for him and, also, I would do shopping for stuff he needed. There was a Dollar General near his house, of which I would frequent to purchase groceries and supplies. It was on one of these laundry days in 2017, that I thought about my joke in which I started referring to Dollar General is “Ruble General.” My basis for that statement was that shopping at Dollar General must have been what shopping in the Soviet Union was like. Multiple sources present in detail the product shortages, long lines, and sub par merchandise. The official currency of the USSR was the Soviet Ruble. When not operating the laundry appliances or cooking, my now ex wife would watch television with his kids or play on her phone. I, on the other hand, when not shopping or folding the laundry was sitting on the back porch, listening to NPR on a small Sylvania boom box that had previously belonged to his recently deceased daughter. She was, in fact, the fellow aspiring writer whose untimely death provoked my desire to launch this very blog! While I do watch broadcast television now and then, I detest what subscription-based television has devolved into. Therefore, I neither subscribe to any television service or streaming service (mostly because of my low-speed home Internet connection) and therefore, only use an antenna. Usually, though, I am either listening to a scanner of some sort or NPR. Even NPR irritates me when they become biased in their reporting and especially their editorials and commentary. NPR is supposed to serve the entire US population, not just certain political factions, whichever they may be. Maybe, if they were more neutral, they could attract more listeners and therefore could have more revenue to budget with. Yes, I do listen to NPR for the news, sometimes at least, but I take it with a grain of salt. As a Christian, I am convicted when they start with their dissenting of the current administration and I continue listening. So much so, that one Wednesday Evening in February of 2020, I was listening to “All Things Considered” afterward I had walked to my church and was sitting outside waiting for the Pastor to arrive for the evening’s prayer meeting and Bible study. I was reading my Bible and came across Proverbs 31:3 which clearly states, “Don’t spend your energy on women or your efforts on those who destroy kings.” The Bible was written during a time when the only heads of state were indeed royalty, namely kings or queens. However, NPR like many other media entities is trying to destroy the current American head of state, even though he’s a president, not a king. I will go as far as to say that God has even the most oppressive rulers in power for a reason unbeknownst to me and that all government was designed by God to deter wickedness. If the private media wants to dissent, that’s their choice but public radio which is supposed to serve every American ought not to do it and God’s Word commands me to avoid them because of that. This can be a difficult command at times because I appreciate NPR much more for their content which covers the disciplines of technology, culture (especially the culinary aspect), and medicine rather than their political dissent or sometimes biased reporting. It is definitely of a much higher caliber than most of what is available on pay television, yet it’s free. And not only that, if I listen to NPR enough, my writing will be enhanced. Well, I was listening to it a few hours ago and I’d like to think this piece is well written.

So, yes NPR is heard primarily on the lower portion of the FM broadcast band, but you, the reader are probably asking, “What does it have to do with the review of a vintage radio receiver other than the fact that it can receive FM broadcasts?”

I’m glad you, the reader, asked, or at least, I assume you’re asking.

Remember how I briefly mentioned that I moved to my current residence in May of 2018?

I do enjoy living there for the most part.

I get along fine with the overwhelming majority of my neighbors, it’s relatively peaceful and safe, I am within walking distance to my church and a few retailers, just a short drive away from other retailers, medical care and family members. My one complaint is that my FM radio reception is terrible due to my residence being located in close proximity to an FM broadcast transmitter facility. This means that the signal from that transmitter bleeds all across the dials on most of my FM radio receivers.

Listening to NPR is impossible, even though the NPR transmitter tower I of which I receive the signal from is only a few more miles away as the crow flies.

There are, however, the radios in my possession which are pretty much immune to these ill-effects:

My car radio.
My kitchen radio, of which I had written a review of almost two years ago.
And the one I am currently reviewing in this piece.

The first two have high-quality frequency synthesizers that can filter out the overbearing nearby transmissions.

However, this radio I am reviewing features an AFC or Automatic Frequency Control circuit which enables it to lock on the desired frequency and reject all other frequencies no matter how close the offending transmitter is.

Therefore, because of its portability and rugged enough design, I can take this radio, a Realistic 12-719, anywhere in my residence and even outside and still hear most FM broadcasts within reason. I don’t have to be tied to my kitchen or my car. I also can sit in my bedroom and listen without needing the kitchen radio to be on so gosh durn loud and disturbing my neighbors.

I forget exactly how much I paid for it in late 2019, but it retailed for $19.95 throughout its run. That would be the equivalent of $36.66 (1992)-$46.93 (1986) in terms of 2020 Dollars.

This product was a success for Radio Shack, being in production as long as it was. Furthermore, there are plenty of them that show up on eBay still in good condition both cosmetically and performance-wise. Mine works better than just about all of my modern radios in a similar, modern equivalent form factor.

It was considered the deluxe model of all pocket portable AM/FM radios sold by Radio Shack during the time.

Some of the features include:
Aluminum Trim-Makes the cabinet reasonably rugged.
Built-in AFC-FM-This feature alone is why I am still using it in 2020!
Hi/Lo Tone Selector Switch-Lo for News and Talk, Hi for Music.
Rotary Tuning and Volume Controls-Self explanatory, but the Rotary Tuner is considerably accurate. The volume control needs to be dusted out, but that can be chalked up to its age of almost 30 years at the time of writing this!
Telescoping FM Antenna-I would rather a wire antenna because such an antenna is miserably flimsy, but it does pull in the FM signals generously!
A Monoaural Earphone Jack-Good enough for everyone except a die-hard audiophile.
2.25 Inch Speaker-Large enough to provide decent audio, yet small enough to be compact, at least to some degree I mean it was the 1980s and early 1990s.
The physical dimensions are: 5.1875 Inches High by 3.5 Inches Wide by 1.25 Inches Deep-Not as carrying friendly as modern standards dictate but semiconductors and other components weren’t as discrete as they are now.
Its power supply was a standard 9 Volt Battery-Most pocket portable radios of today are powered by AA or AAA batteries, but from the late 1950s until the very early 1990s 9 Volt batteries were the power supply of choice for many pocket-portable radios.
The frequency coverage was roughly 88 MHz to 108 MHz on FM and, depending on the year it was manufactured, 530 KHz to either 1600 KHz or 1710 KHz on AM.
For those of you who are curious, it was manufactured in The Phillippines to Radio Shack’s custom standards-As of the late 2010s there seems to have been a resurgence of manufacturing in that country but I don’t think it is up to what it was in the 1980s, 1990s, and very early 2000s.

Unless I want to receive broadcasts in stereo or high definition, this radio is still useful in 2020 and hopefully will still be useful for decades to come.

The audio quality is superb, especially considering that it is a mere pocket portable.

It beats most of my other radios because I can get NPR and any other FM broadcast without interference. AM performance is fairly decent as well. Before discovering NPR in 2017, I was more of an AM DXer. Talk radio, particularly on the AM band was wonderful in New Orleans until a very wicked woman named Katrina did her wicked works.

I have to quit now because my back hurts.

So this, therefore, concludes my review of the Radio Shack 12-719 Deluxe AM/FM Radio.

I hope you, the reader, have been informed and entertained.

May God richly bless you!

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Hope for the Terminally Ill

This message is from a bondservant of Jesus Christ. You may be a family member or friend or spouse of a terminally ill person. If you are I state a warning: Do not hinder the work of enlarging God’s kingdom. If you know someone in such a wretched condition, give or read this to him or her immediately. Time may be wearing thin. Again I say Do not hinder the work of adding to God’s kingdom. You too can greatly benefit from the words this message gives.

You must know by now that you may be staring at death in the face. I cannot imagine the fear that could consume you. I worry about you, a lot. My biggest fear is where will you spend eternity? What you do with the message contained here can affect your eternal position.

What if I were to tell you that though you die, you do not have to go to hell? It is true, you do not have to go to hell. What is equally important is that you cannot earn your way into Heaven by being good or refraining from pleasure. You cannot earn your way into heaven at all, despite what many teach. Now maybe you know this already or not, but I just want to make sure you do.

God loves you. God does not want you to go to hell. The Bible says in Ezekiel 33:11 that God takes no pleasure in the death of a wicked person.   And yes we are all wicked, just some are forgiven. The Bible further says in Romans 3:10 that no human being is good, no not one. There may be people in your life who try to discredit the bible. I can explain that by saying that they are lost and perishing because the Bible itself says in First Corinthians 1:18 that the Gospel is foolishness to those who are perishing. Do not listen to them. Though they might have good intentions; they are ignorant.

God cannot stand sin. His holiness commands and demands that He be separated from it for eternity. satan, in the form of an evil serpent, tempted Adam and Eve to fall into sin. They rebelled against God and were given the curse of sin on them. So have all of their offspring. This is why we die. The Bible says in Romans 6:23 “for the wages of sin is death.” Immediately after, though it says “but the gift of God is eternal life through Christ Jesus, our Lord.” Still, there needs to be a sacrifice, or punishment, for all the sins that were ever committed. Every human must be killed in order for the payment of sin to be met. The payment also consists of burning in hell for eternity. God, loves humanity, we are made in His image and likeness and He does not want that to happen. But, there still needs to be a payment on behalf of humanity. God sent His Son Jesus Christ to deal with the sins of humanity. The Bible clearly says in John 3:16 that “God so loved the world that He sent His only begotten son, that whosoever believe in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. Jesus became one of us. He died an agonizing death on the cross, by His own will, because He loves us that much. But He could not die, even from all the injuries until God the Father placed the sins of the world on Him. Then He died. This was the punishment for all of mankind placed on Jesus Christ. He went into hell for us. What would have taken us an eternity to pay for took Jesus only three days. He also rescued the Old Testament Saints from paradise and brought them to Heaven. Paradise is a part of hell that is empty now. It was for those who lived righteous lives and sought after God before Christ came into the world. No human being entered Heaven until Jesus rose from the dead. Now however the gates of Heaven will open to anyone who accepts Christ.

What I want to say is that, though there is a law, a very stringent law that everyone is upheld to; no one can fulfill it. No human being can live completely conformed to God’s law. No one will ever reach those standards. No one ever has. This is where the Bible may sound like it contradicts itself. One example stands out in my mind, and maybe sticks out in the minds of your family members:

In the story of the rich young ruler which appears three times in the Bible (Matthew 19:16–30, Mark 10:17–31 and Luke 18:18–30.) A young man asks Jesus how he might obtain eternal life. Jesus answers him to keep the commandments. The young man insists that he had done that since youth. Jesus tells him to sell everything he owns, give the money to the poor and follow Him.

Now, what Jesus actually meant by this (and if you get saved, the Holy Ghost will teach you) is no human being can earn his way into Heaven, no matter how hard he tries. Jesus was telling the young man that though he thought he obeyed the law, he wasn’t honest with Jesus and therefore still in sin and couldn’t save himself as he thought he could.

This is the real way to be saved and go to Heaven:

First, you must realize that you are a sinner that has offended a Holy God and therefore destined for an eternity in hell.
BUT
God loves you and wants to spare you that. In fact, God wants you to live with Him for eternity in Heaven.

The debt for sin must still be paid.

So; Jesus lovingly and faithfully dealt with that once and for all on the cross. He paid it all. There is no need for purgatory.

To be saved you must believe what I am trying to present to you. But not because I have said it but because the Bible says it and God will tell you it as well.

Then you must fervently and sincerely invite Jesus Christ into your life and save you. All you have to do is ask. Ask Him in your own words. Talk to him as if you would talk to a dear friend. Jesus greatly desires for you to be His dearest friend. God passionately wants to adopt you as His child, so ask Him to. And The Holy Ghost strongly desires to dwell within you. You will be the next of kin to Jesus Christ and will inherit the Kingdom. All you must do is believe what is presented here and ask God for it.

After you have done all of this, stay in a loving relationship with Jesus Christ. He will never leave you nor forsake you Deuteronomy 31:6.

What is also important is to repent of your sins. I do not know how much sin in your life, but ask God to search your heart. Ask the Holy Ghost to convict you of any sins. When he convicts you, humbly ask for forgiveness and pray for the grace to be able to repent.

Religion has profited no one, ever. True Christianity is not a religion, but a relationship with Jesus Christ.

If you wish, you may be baptized by immersion in water. This would only be to publicly announce that you have been saved. Baptism in and of itself will never save you nor will it wash away your sins. Also, share this with others if you have indeed believed.

Please deeply and thoughtfully consider this message.

If you know someone who is terminally ill, then make it your utmost business to deliver this to him or her. If you deliberately keep this from that person; you will have much to answer to God for.

…Jesus loves you…

About Fornication

So, yes, I am a Christian.

I also am a writer and plenty of my stories contain pre-marital sex.

Other Christians sometimes have moral objections to that and I have been confronted at least a few times.

I will also say that The Holy Ghost got a hold of me and convicted the daylights out of me.

Therefore, I try not to publicly display these offending stories anymore, unless I think I can teach a good enough lesson with such a story.

I know the Bible condemns and prohibits fornication at least to a degree.

But I also know that fornication is and always was prevalent throughout the ages of humanity. Maybe it was frowned upon more during certain periods the American 1950s or the Victorian Era but I am well aware that it still happened, even during those very prudish times. The difference was that it was kept quiet and made shameful not a normal thing like it is today. I do indeed believe that waiting for marriage to have sexual relations is a very reverent, pure and godly idea and I wish I would have. I just wanted to be loved and to make sure I would be loved I gave in to my then girlfriend’s now ex wife’s desire.

I do not believe in having multiple sex partners and I do indeed condemn that behavior. Such a lifestyle always seemed so empty to me. I know this belief of mine will make me unpopular with some, maybe many, but I also know that we all sin and that promiscuous people can take their judgment to the Foot of the Cross and be totally forgiven. Forgiveness is available to all who believe and repent.

There is one verse in scripture that doesn’t necessarily approve of fornication, but gives a remedy: marriage! Paul writes to the church at Corinth in First Corinthians Chapter 7 Verse 9 “But if they cannot contain themselves, let them marry: for it is better to marry than to burn with passion.”

What I get from that is if you and your partner are going to bed with each other, you durn well better get married. Also before you lie down with someone make sure you love him or her and that their feelings are mutual. I do not know the exact formula for proving that, because every situation is different.

So, I know that plenty (most) of the stories I have written from 2007 until very late 2019 have characters that fornicate. I also will make durn sure well that these characters stay monogamously committed to each other and eventually get married. That is one thing I can virtually control.

Just because I write such stories does not mean I approve of fornication. Most of it is me being inspired by what I observe happening in Post Modern society. However I will not judge or condemn it either, because it has always happened and unfortunately is a significant part of the fallen human flesh. Flesh is rebellious towards God and His laws. But that is why Jesus went to the cross-to purchase forgiveness for all Born Again Believers. This offer stands to all humanity, but will only be given to those who repent and believe.

However, one should make the utmost effort to not sin. As for fornication and not sinning, I believe and I am convicted that if a couple truly loves each other and is willing to commit, then they should get married as soon as possible. This is the best way to repent of that sin.

What is horribly wrong in my honest opinion is people (or one person) who fornicate out of lust (just pure lust) and not love. This is a very selfish act and will do plenty of spiritual, physical and emotional damage to at least one party immediately and eventually both parties. I believe that at least committed, genuine and honest love, preferably within the confines of wedlock, must needs be a prerequisite to any sexual act.

Anyway, that is the conviction of my heart. It is also my explanation of why my characters in the past sometimes fornicated.

One of these days, I will write about cohabitation…

A Review of the Casio G-Shock G100-9CM Wristwatch

For the record, I do not own the featured image on this page. It is property of Casio America, Inc.

I will never be a Special Forces Operator.

Heck, I will [probably] never be in the military to begin with because of my disabilities.

However, since my teen years, I have had a preoccupation with tactical grade equipment.

I have worn a watch on and off since the age of six, but almost permanently since the age of eighteen.

Everyone in my immediate circle will comment on how punctual I am-and I will agree with them 100%.

Me being so punctual is admired by some but it also irritates others, especially those coming from cultures and ethnic backgrounds that do not realize the need to be on time. Let me just say that the feeling is mutual and that I get just as if not more irritated by those who are frequently late!

One of the items I use to aid me in being so punctual is, of course, a wristwatch.

But I am on a fixed income due to being disabled, so I cannot afford most of these high end watches.

However, as long as it is very accurate and reasonably rugged, I am happy!

Meet the Casio G-Shock!

Yes, I know, there are some G-Shocks that cost hundreds and even thousands of American Dollars. I know I’ll likely never be able to afford them.

However, I can afford an entry-level G-Shock once every few years.

I bought my first Casio G-Shock, a DW-5600E-1BV, in March of 2016. I wore it daily until the Summer of 2018. At the time, it was more accurate than any watch I ever owned. It was even more accurate than the Swiss-made Victorinox Original and also Swiss-made Wenger I had purchased as an upgrade to it. I did have a little extra money that Summer and I promised myself I would always buy a Swiss watch if I ever had some extra money. But this Casio G-Shock was off only 1 or 2 seconds per month if that. By the way it is specified to be accurate within 15 seconds a month. My Swiss watches were off by between 30 and 35 seconds a month.

By the way, I synchronize my watches and clocks with The American Atomic Clock at the beginning of every month.

At some point my first G-Shock started going on the blink. I don’t know if it needs a new battery or if there is some damage to it, but it will randomly reset itself which is very frustrating for me. The display also fades in and out which is also annoying. So, for now and until I can get it fixed, it will be a shelf queen.

From January of 2019 to early January of 2020, I pretty much wore a Casio Databank CA53W-1. I wore other watches as well, but this was my go to watch and I plan to write a review of it as well in time.

In December of 2019, I had been wanting another G-Shock. So I planned to get one for myself as a birthday present (my birthday being in early January.)

I did a little bit research and finally decided to get the Casio G-Shock G100-9CM, of which this review will be about.

I ordered it on eBay a day after my birthday and it arrived in my mailbox on January 10, 2020.

It features two digital times, an alarm clock, a stop watch, a calendar and an analog time. The digital portion has an electroluminescent display and the hands and markers glow in the dark.

Initially I was quite frustrated because while the digital times were easy to set, the analog time was a nightmare to [precisely] set.

For the first day, I went about with the wrong time on the analog portion of my new watch. Granted it was only off by a minute and some seconds, which wouldn’t bother most, but it drove me pretty insane though I was able to conceal it. Well that and my sister was getting married, so I couldn’t let it bother me too much.

My digital times were right on the money because I had synchronized them with my Atomic Clock receiver, but my analog time was off.

Then on the evening of January 11, 2020, I eventually figured out how to properly synchronize it.

One must hold down the H-SET button continuously until the hands point to just a minute before the current time. Then when checked against a clock with a referential time such as The Atomic Clock wait for the time to hit 59 seconds past the minute then when it strikes the next minute, press and hold the MODE/SET FWD button and it will advance to the next minute then quickly release and the analog portion of the watch will be synchronized. Yes this is a pain in the rear end, but once set, it keeps time very accurately. Theoretically, unless traveling across time zones one should only have to do this twice a year, unless one is like me and will do it once a month if necessary. By necessary, I mean not exactly synchronized with The Atomic Clock. Still, I am taking some points off for this. Another annoying thing is that one can only go forward, not reverse, so if one passes up the time while holding the H-SET button down, he or she must start over. Another area to subtract points.

However, this watch looks very attractive on the wrist and it seems to be quite rugged, though I have yet to put it through anything stressful.

According to Casio’s website, the G100-9CM has:
Shock Resistance-could be worn as a beater watch.
Water Resistance to a depth of 200 Meters-more than enough to take swimming.
Magnetic Resistance-perfect for an industrial setting where heavy machinery is involved.
Accuracy +/-15 seconds in a month-probably even better than that.
and
Runs on a 3 Volt Lithium CR2016 battery-will give the end user up to three years of service before needing to be replaced.

Mine has the module 5158, so hopefully it’s automatic calendar is preprogrammed between the years 2000 and 2099.

The MSRP is $99, but I only paid $47.95 and free shipping for it. Thank God for eBay!

I do like the stylish yellow against the black in my particular model.

Casio G-Shocks are frequently worn by special forces operators around the globe, so even though I will never be a special forces operator, I get to feel at least a little bit like one when I wear this watch. Well that and I will be turning 34 in less than a year which is the average age of an officer in the special forces.

I sincerely hope this lasts longer than my other G-Shock, but I like Casio watches in general because they are so accurate.

All in all, I give this product a 4.25 out of 5 stars due to the difficulty of setting the analog time.

This therefore concludes my review of the Casio G-Shock G100-9CM, I hope you, the reader, have been informed and maybe even entertained…

Back to “Product Reviews”

A Better Day and Night-Persecuted Affection

The next day as Kurt was walking to the bus stop, both of his parents approached him.

“Now, I know your excited to have Eileen as your girlfriend but as far as anyone at the school knows, you and her are broken up,” His dad said.

“I know,” Kurt replied. Then continued, “I want to meet her at the YMCA tonight. Could you bring me?”

“Of course,” His dad answered.

“But keep those hormones in check,” His mom added in.

“How can we do anything at the Y? The lifeguard won’t even let us hug or kiss,” Kurt answered.

“I just don’t want to raise a grand baby yet. Wait until you have a degree or a trade and a good job, so you can raise it,”

“And a place of your own,” His dad added in.

“Yes. I know,” Kurt said with a slight irritation.

“We’re only looking out for you,” His mom said.

“But we’re glad you have a girlfriend and we’re sorry you have to keep it a secret,” His dad finally said.

“Yes, but once you go to a different school next year it won’t be so bad, now you go and board the bus. We have to get to work,” His mom added.

Kurt walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus to come.

Finally, it arrived and he boarded.

The ride was quick and he soon arrived at school and sat on the bench.

Johacim and Matthew saw that he arrived and began to start harassing him.

He kept thinking about Eileen and was able to successfully tune them out.

Instead he pulled out his assigned book and began to read where he left off.

Matthew and Johacim whispered to each other, then Matthew came and knocked the book out of his hands.

Johacim then threatened to throw it in the toilet of the restroom.

Kurt told him, “Go ahead you’ll be vandalizing school property.

Mrs. Kraft was on duty and witnessed the latter parts of the event.

She told Johacim, “You will be suspended if you damage that book!”

Kurt then told her, “Matthew also knocked it out of my hand while I was reading it.”

“No recess for the next week for you,” She told Matthew.

“That’s messed up,” Johacim added in.

“No, what is truly messed up as you say is that both of you constantly harass Kurt and get away with it. But not under my watch!”

She then looked at Matthew and said, “Hand the book back to Kurt and apologize to him!”

Matthew rolled his eyes and did so, albeit very begrudgingly.

Kurt went back to reading until the bell rang.

All the students went to their respective classes.

Mrs. Kraft continued the science lesson on bovines. Most of the lesson was how cow’s milks is used for human consumption

Kurt listened intently until Johacim said, “I wonder if the milk I poured on my Oreo Os this morning came from Eileen Cartensen’s boobs; I mean she is a cow!”

Several classmates laughed.

“To the principal’s office-now Johacim!” Mrs. Kraft sternly said.

“But she doesn’t even come to this school,” He protested.

“I don’t care where she goes to school is still a human being with feelings and she deserves dignity! Furthermore you said a word that is totally inappropriate for class.” Mrs. Kraft said with anger.

Johacim left the classroom and went to the office, sulking.

Mrs. Kraft continued the lesson, until it was time to teach social studies.

The lesson was about the Watergate Scandal, but in a way seventh graders could understand.

After the lesson was concluded, Mrs. Kraft asked each member of the class if they had chosen their president to do a project on.

Kurt, off the top of his head chose Ronald Reagan, as he had forgotten all about it.

No one else chose Reagan so it went fine for him.

Then it was time to switch classes.

All the students lined up and exited, then headed for Bouchard’s class.

“Where is Johacim?” She asked.

The whole class remained silent.

“Well either tell me where he is, or no one will have recess today!” She continued.

“One girl at last spoke up, “He got sent to the office for saying something inappropriate in Mrs. Kraft’s class.”

“I see. Well, we need to begin our lesson. Everyone take our your religion books,” Bouchard commanded.

Kurt pulled out his religion book and listened as Bouchard lectured, “Sex is meant to be had only in the confines of marriage and strictly for the purpose of procreation. Sex in any other form than this is a mortal sin.” She paused and then continued, “In 1960, birth control was put on the market and since then society has morally plummeted. Before birth control was available, anyone having sex ran the risk of making more mouths to feed. That was a good thing because it more or less limited sex to only those who were financially capable. And those who had pregnancies out of wedlock were shunned from society. Those were glorious days. But then birth control came along, but let me tell you something class, birth control doesn’t always work. Of course now when birth control fails for an unfit mother, she goes on welfare and my tax dollars have to support her and her baby. If I find out that any girls in this school are on birth control, they will be expelled on the spot. It is impossible to be a good Catholic and use birth control, so I refuse to let my students use it. Sex was meant for procreation not recreation.”

By this point, Kurt began to daydream about Eileen.

He tuned Bouchard completely out and thought about how he would see Eileen later that evening at the Y.

Finally Bouchard’s lesson on the supposed evils of birth control was over and she starting lecturing about English.

By this point Johacim returned to class, with a smirk on his face.

Bouchard continued lecturing on English and had a way of sucking all the fun out of grammar and making it as miserable as possible.

Kurt tried to pay attention because of Eileen’s suggestion for him to be a journalist one day.

Finally the bell for little recess rang, to which Kurt went relieve his bladder in the boy’s restroom then got a drink of water and sat by the wall.

He thought about Eileen for the entire recess period, hoping and praying that they would spend some time at the Y later that evening.

Just as he was enjoying his thoughts the bell rang and he headed back to class.

Then there were some spelling and reading exercises.

Finally it was time for lunch. The class line up and walked to the cafeteria.

There was hamburger steak, mashed potatoes with gravy, green beans and banana pudding for dessert.

Kurt ate with everyone else but was soon finished. He pushed his tray forward then put his head down.

Matthew said, “Hey Kurt, where do hamburger steaks come from?”

Kurt ignored him until it was time to pick up the tray and head to big recess.

Once again Kurt went sit by the wall and watched everyone else play. As usual he began to fantasize about Eileen until the bell rang.

Then it was time for the PE period.

Kurt played put out once again, but deliberately got put out so he wouldn’t have to play anymore.

Finally it was over and he walked back to Mrs. Kraft’s class for math class.

Mrs. Kraft decided to teach a little ahead of their grade level and began to talk about the polygons.

Kurt listened intently and it came as a breeze to him.

The teacher then had them pull out the TI-30 calculators to do various formulas for those polygons.

Kurt had hated math up until Mrs. Krafts class, but he began to appreciate it because of her ability to make the lesson understandable.

Finally the dismissal bell rang, so Kurt went out on the benches to wait for the bus.

Mrs. Sandra Mathers was on duty, so Kurt got real quiet as he knew she was out to get him.

Instead he pulled out his two line display TI-30 and began to practice the formulas for the different polygons.

Miraculously, Mrs. Mathers didn’t harass him.

Finally Kurt’s bus pulled up, so he boarded.

The ride was boring but fairly quick.

Kurt arrived home and asked his Dad who had gotten off from work and was watching Fox News in the den, “Can you bring me to the Y tonight?”

“I guess so. Are you and Eileen going to hang out?”

“I’m going call her to see if she can.”

“Well, you need to exercise, so I want you to go whether she can go or not.”

“I know.”

Kurt walked to his room and picked up his cordless phone and dialed Eileen’s number.

“Hey you!” She answered.

“Oh, I missed you so much.” Kurt replied.

“I missed you too. What’s up?”

“I was wondering if we could hang out at the Y tonight?”

“Let me ask my Mom, be right back!”

Kurt waited anxiously.

Finally Eileen came back and said, “I’ll be there at 6:45.”

“Awesome I cannot wait to see you.”

“Now I have to do my homework.”

“I do too.”

“Well, I love you, Kurt!”

“I love you too, Eileen!”

They then hung up and Kurt went back to his Dad.

“Eileen will be at the Y at 6:45 this evening.”

“Okay, that’s cool. I’ll bring you. Now go do your homework.”

Kurt started his homework. First he did the math and everything with the polygons. Then he did science and was angered about how his classmates compared Eileen to a cow. He knew he was going to shower her with much affection later that evening. Then Kurt did his history worksheet and filled it out. Afterwards he read “Holding Steady” until it was time to go to the YMCA.

Kurt’s Dad drove him there in the blue sedan, then went in the men’s locker room. Kurt went in the boy’s locker room and changed into his swimming trunks.

Afterwards, he jumped into the pool. Eileen then jumped in afterwards.

Their eyes met and they shared a strong hug and a passionate kiss.

There was a female life guard on duty, who commented, “Y’all are so cute together. Just be careful though.”

Eileen then said, “Let’s swim together so we can exercise!”

“Sure thing, Eileen,” Kurt replied.

With that they began swimming vigorously next to each other until out of breath.

Both went into the shallow section of the pool and stood next to each other.

“Do you think I am sexy in my bathing suit?” Eileen asked Kurt.

Kurt kissed her and said, “I sure do!”

“Aw, you’re sweet!” Eileen replied, then continued, “Hold me in your arms!”

Kurt wrapped his arms around Eileen and kissed her forehead. Eileen rested her head in Kurt’s chest and they stood there holding on to each other and happy as can be.

There was music playing on a loud speaker, so they slow danced in the pool for the rest of the evening.

During the course of their dancing, Eileen said, “Everyone was so mean to me at the Lion’s Club dances, so I stopped going, but maybe you can take me there and we can dance together!”

Kurt replied, “I’d love to take you. I never went to those before because I knew no one would dance with me.”

“I sure will and only with you,” Eileen said with a big smile, then continued, “You’d only dance with me, right?”

“Yes. Only you. I can’t picture myself with anyone else!”

“Yay!” Eileen said as she kissed him.

They went sit outside on the lawn chairs, holding hands and kissing until it was time for the pool to close.

So Kurt and Eileen got dressed in their respective locker rooms then went wait in the lobby for Eileen’s parents to pick her up.

They pulled up in their white mini van and Eileen introduced Kurt to them.

“You must be Kurt, I’ve heard so much about you!” Her Mom said.

Kurt blushed and nodded.

“That’s my baby girl, so I expect you to be good to her. She has been through so much already.” Her Dad added in.

Kurt looked him in the eye and said, “Of course I’ll be good to her. I know what it’s like to be mistreated also, but I think the world and the moon of Eileen!”

“That’s what I want to hear!” Her Dad answered.

“Why don’t you have dinner with us Friday Night, Kurt?” Her mother asked.

“I’d really like that!” Kurt replied.

Kurt’s Dad was walking into the lobby and he greeted both of Eileen’s parents as well as Eileen.

“You raised a fine young man!” Eileen’s Mom told Kurt’s Dad.

“Yes. We have been praying that God send someone for our daughter.” Eileen’s Dad added in.

“Well I try. Kurt is crazy about Eileen as well.”

They talked for a few more minutes until it was announced that the YMCA would be closing so they all left.

The ride home was silent but happy for Kurt.

Upon arrival he called Eileen, to which she answered, “Hey you!”

“Hey. I was just calling to say we made it home safely and to tell you good night.”

“Okay, I have to get to bed in a few minutes myself.”

“Well just know that I love you!”

“I love you too, Kurt!”

They both hung up and went to bed happier than ever…

Back to “Persecuted Affection”

Phone Conversation-Tabitha’s Perspective

The next day, Tabitha had woken up and began writing more love stories on her computer. Her parents were getting ready to go make groceries.

“We’re leaving, Tabby.” Her mom said.

“Is there anything you want us to get you?” Her dad added in.

“No, I’m good right now,” Tabitha replied.

“Call us if you need anything.” Her mom said.

“Will do,” Tabitha replied.

And then they left.

Tabitha resumed her writing. She had felt more encouraged to write her love stories than ever before since she met Cyrus Braden the previous night and he told her how he enjoyed her work even though many people didn’t. She thought about her conversation with him and the feelings she had developed for him. For a brief moment, she began to think just about him and paused from her writing.

Then she received a text on her smartphone. It was from Cyrus and read, “Do you have free texting?”

Tabitha sat in amazement for about a minute because of how she believed that she and he were having mutual thoughts of each other. Then she realized that she should reply and texted back, “I sure do.”

About a half minute passed; then Tabitha got two replies. The first one read, “Great! I texted you because I remember you telling me that your parents are overprotective.” The second one read, “I don’t know how they’d react hearing you talking to me.”

She was definitely going to try and make the relationship with Cyrus work as best as she could, so she answered with two messages, First, “Well, I am nineteen so they can’t do or say much.” Then, “Anyway they went shopping, so you can call me if you want to.”

She got a quick reply from him, “I’ll call you then.”

“Wonderful. I’m waiting.” Tabitha replied back.

After about two minutes, Tabitha’s phone rang. She only let it ring once and quickly answered it as she was no doubt infatuated with him.

“Hey!” She said.

“Hi,” Cyrus replied.

Tabitha then said “Finally I get to hear your voice. It’s very sexy!”

“I like your voice as well.”

“Are you off all day today?” Tabitha asked.

“Yes, but I go on duty at six o’clock tomorrow morning. I assume you’ll be getting ready for school at that hour.”

“I will, but I have half days all week since we are having third quarter exams.”

“Well I would definitely love to spend time with you, but I know you should be studying.”

“Yes sir, Mister Braden. Gosh, you sound just like my teachers.”

“I just want you to be successful so you might have a job with an easy schedule.”

Tabitha’s fear of rejection began to surface, but her desire to be honest with Cyrus outweighed it. So she said, “I’m disabled and I doubt I could get any good job, especially in this economy.” Tabitha paused and then continued “I only go to school because I still live with my parents and they want me to.”

“What’s your disability?” Cyrus asked.

Tabitha became more desperate and nervous as she said, “I’ll tell you, but I hope and pray you don’t leave me.”

“I won’t leave you. If anything, your writing has taught me that everyone deserves to be loved.”

She breathed a sigh of relief and then said, “Okay. I’ll tell you: I’m a schizophrenic. That’s why I had to take my medicine last night. Actually, I’m supposed to take it every night.”

“That doesn’t faze me at all,” Cyrus replied with assurance.

“You really mean that?” Tabitha asked with a mixture of happiness and desperation. She only hoped and prayed that Cyrus was being truthful.

He then continued, “Of course. There are lots of foamers I know with yours and similar disabilities.”

Puzzled, Tabitha asked, “What are foamers?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Not everyone knows that term. A foamer is someone who likes trains but doesn’t actually work for the railroad.”

“Oh, okay. That’s cool I guess.”

“Many of them take heavy medications which sedate them. That, in turn, prevents them from getting any railroad job.”

“How come.” She asked with curiosity.

Cyrus answered, “Because, to work for the railroad you have to be awake and highly alert for shifts as long as twelve hours.”

“That makes sense, actually. Many times I fall asleep in class, because of my medicine. Other students mock me and accuse me of being drunk. In reality, though, I don’t drink at all.”

“Would you drink if you didn’t have to take medicine?”

“I don’t know. I would want to, but I’m way too afraid of the consequences.”

“You mean like getting injured or injuring someone else while behind the wheel?”

“No, I don’t drive. I meant like someone taking advantage of me while I was drunk.”

“Why can’t you drive?”

Tabitha became more nervous and her feeling of fear about rejection resurfaced again. Still, she knew it was best, to be honest; so she told him, “My doctors and my parents don’t want me to. It’s mostly because my medicine sedates me. God, Cyrus, I hope you don’t leave me because of that. I’m so afraid that you will.”

“I know we’re just starting our relationship, but rest assured that nothing in creation can make me leave you unless you cheated on me or something like that.”

Tabitha assured him, “I would never cheat on you, who else would want me. But, I hope you really mean what you said.”

“I remember from your writing how the main point you try to drive across is that everyone deserves to be loved. I definitely see this in the way your characters love each other. I want to love you like that and I only hope and pray that you will love me the same way.”

Her heart skipped a beat and she began to be filled with strong desires for him as she said, “You’re very sweet. Oh, if only I was alone with you right now.”

Cyrus replied to her. “I wouldn’t want to take advantage of you in a week moment.”

Hearing that made her want him even more, so she told him, “If you did, it wouldn’t be taking advantage of me. Instead, it would be something wonderful!”

Cyrus asked, “How would you know it would be wonderful? Have you been intimate with anyone else?”

“Never. What about you?”

“I’ve never been intimate with anyone either! Believe it or not, I’m a twenty-five-year-old virgin!”

Tabitha was then sure that she and Cyrus were meant to be and she said, “Then when or if we do become intimate, it will be very special for us!”

There was an awkward silence, but then Tabitha asked with a heavy heart, “Would you even want to be intimate with me?”

“I sure would! I was just thinking about how glad I am because I actually waited for the right one! All those guys taunting me through school and at work will be worth it!”

“People harass me about this too. Girls at my school constantly mock me. Only the nasty guys want to touch me, but I refuse them.”

“Just forget about them. I can also tell you this: If I’m ever able to pick you up from school, I’ll throw my arms around you and plant a huge kiss on your lips in front of everyone. I bet that would make everyone super jealous of you!”

Tabitha became filled with such a mixture of happiness and excitement as she asked, “You really would?”

“Most definitely!”

“I would love you to do that, but I might get expelled if you. My school is very strict about PDA. I would then have to go to the public high school and get tormented even more about my weight.”

“Well, maybe we should just meet at the Landing Station depot then. How would you get a ride there, though?”

“I do have one friend that has a car, but I would have to convince her that you’re decent.”

“How could you do that? I would really like to meet you and shower you with affection!”

“I don’t know,” Tabitha said as she grew frustrated. She realized that she might have trouble being able to meet up with him.

But then Cyrus said, “I have an idea: Maybe you could show her all of our online conversations and my facebook profile. I have nothing to hide.”

Tabitha thought of all their online conversations and thought of one disturbing part, then said, “I remember you saying that the previous owner of your house was murdered. Did that happen in his house and why did that happen?”

“I can fully explain The previous owner of my house used to work at The Downtown Grocer. There was a deli cook who constantly harassed him. After he became a successful writer, he took his girlfriend to the park and proposed to her in front of everyone. She accepted. In an unfortunate twist of fate, that cook also happened to be in the park. She began to make trouble with him and his girlfriend. He warned that he would call the cops, so she pulled out a pistol and shot him dead. His girlfriend watched him die and then also died of a broken heart.”

Tabitha seemed relieved, but was still concerned as she asked, “So how did you get his house?”

“His parents sold it to me through the help of the engineer on the train I work. But they sold it for double the price.”

“That doesn’t seem fair.”

“Well, in all fairness, he had fixed it up after he became a successful writer.”

“That’s fine then; I guess,” Tabitha said.

“His writing style was very similar to yours. He also seemed to convey the same message that you do.”

“I wish I could be a writer, but I would have to make it big overnight or risk losing all of my medical coverage.”

“I think you could do it, but I fully realize that your health and medical needs come first.”

She felt very happy hearing this and told Cyrus, “Thanks for understanding. I wish my parents realized that.”

“Anytime. I see all the time what those foamers with medical conditions go through.”

Then came another awkward silence, until Cyrus said “You know I have all of his composition books, journals, and flash drive. Maybe we could read them together one day.”

“Sure, I guess.”

“Does it bother you to read the thoughts of a dead man?”

“Sort of, but I would like to see his work if he indeed wrote like me.”

“Great!”

With a slight anxiety, Tabitha changed the subject and asked Cyrus, “Now, if and when my friend decides to bring me to the train station, how will I know that you’ll be there?”

He replied, “Right before I go on duty, I can text you every morning whether or not my train has any work to do at Landing Station or not. But afterward, I have to turn my phone off. It’s a railroad mandate for me to do so. But, I’m sure I’ll have work in Landing Station at least one day this week. I know the economy is stagnant right now, but Landing Station still has some rail traffic.”

“Awesome, I can’t wait until then!”

“And if my train has to park in the siding for a few hours, we can hang out on the passenger platform. The only problem is that I won’t know that far in advance.”

Tabitha then said with sadness, “Hey my parents just got home. I have to go now.”

“All right, but please keep in touch with me.”

She felt bliss realizing that he wanted her and replied, “I will as much as I can.”

Tabitha hung up the phone. She realized that she was beginning to fall in love with Cyrus. With a big smile on her face, she went into the kitchen to help her parents unload the groceries.

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Houma-Thibodaux Retail Frequencies

RETAIL FREQUENCIES IN HOUMA-THIBODAUX AREA:
464.5000 AMC PALACE THEATER (Houma/Bayou Cane)
464.5500 Bed, Bath and Beyond (Houma/Bayou Cane)
467.9500 Best Buy (Houma/Bayou Cane)
467.9250 Best Buy (Houma/Bayou Cane)
467.7625 Home Depot (Houma/Bayou Cane)
467.7500 Michael’s (Houma/Bayou Cane)
467.9000 Office Depot (Houma/Bayou Cane)
467.8500 Old Navy (Houma/Bayou Cane)
467.9250 Target (Houma/Bayou Cane) Channel 3
467.9000 Target (Houma/Bayou Cane) Channel 4
467.7500 Target (Houma/Bayou Cane) Voice Paging/Floor Ops
463.2750 Southland Mall Shopping Center (Houma/Bayou Cane)
154.5700 Wal*Mart (Mathews and Houma/Bayou Cane)
154.6000 Wal*Mart (Houma/Bayou Cane and East Houma)

…Under Construction…

…Check back often for updates…

To find more frequencies, take a portable scanner (such as a Uniden BC75XLT or BC72XLT) to one of the areas dotted with retailers and turn the Close Call feature on. Make sure you are monitoring the VHF High and UHF Bands…

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2015 Middle East Persecution Dream

Some time in 2015, I had a dream that I was doing missionary work in a Middle Eastern country where Christians are a persecuted minority.

In this dream, I and other young men were working security at a compound for a Christian Church and School.

We carried guns as part of our jobs, though we apparently weren’t supposed to.

Food was scarce as we only had a few rations and lentils and rice a day.

We were quite hungry and I was craving some kind of pork product but wasn’t allowed to because this country was under Sharia Law.

On one afternoon, there were several young children at play, when a hungry lion was approaching our compound. I feared for the children’s safety but was also very hungry, so I aimed my .50 Caliber rifle at the lion. As soon as his head was in my cross-hairs, I fired, killing him instantly. Other men and myself ended up picking up the lion’s body, butchering him and eating the meat because we were so hungry.

When the government had found out that we had killed an endangered lion, we came under heavy persecution.

I tried reasoning with them that I was trying to protect the children from being killed but also that we were very hungry.

Their reaction was along the lines of how we’re Christians and our lives aren’t important anyway.

I think the whole compound was rounded up and shot, but I woke up before witnessing the event.

What inspired this dream probably was the ongoing persecution of Christians in the Middle East and the killing of Cecil the Lion.

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