What I Got! – Today!

Wanna know what I got?

I got a rising Sun over the Atlantic shining in my Eyes.

I got Palm Trees waving in the morning breeze,

I got warm Sand under my feet and in my plastic shoes.

I got strangers, walking by, smiling and saying Hello to me.

I got families with small children giggling as they play at the edge of the Water.

I got waves coming in and wiping out sand castles built with such care, only an hour ago.

Or, should I just say;

I got Life, surrounding me with so many great things that I just have to Smile stupidly at everyone that I see.

by DON BOBBITT, April,4 2017

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The Greatest Day of your Life

The greatest day of your life is …. today!

Yesterdays are just history waiting to collect cobwebs in your memory.

Tomorrow is never assured to ever happen, for anyone.

Today?

Well, Today you can smile, live, love and share yourself with others.

Isn’t that great?

 

by Don Bobbitt, January, 20, 2017

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Christmas Thoughts of a Family Elder

Here it is, Christmas Eve, and I just wanted to say something POSITIVE to my family, friends and even those of you who don’t know me.

First of all, I will now be calling myself a family elder. I like the title, it has a nice ring to it, so I have adopted it. You might ask; just how does one become a family elder in this fast-paced world we live in today?

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Again, Muslims, Heal Thyself!

After the latest senseless killings in our country by a self-avowed follower of ISIS, I spent a few hours over my Coffee, earnestly trying to think of how this kind of “Islamist Radicalism”  can be eliminated or at least reduced.

Oh, I know, there are a lot of people around the world, much smarter than myself, who are also spending sleepless nights on this same problem. But, the personal concern doesn’t go away just because this is a recognized problem for the world.

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Twenty Years ago Today, and I Woke up again!

Twenty Years ago today, my brother gave up a Kidney to save my life.

That’s right, twenty years. His gift has kept me alive and functioning for this extra time so that I could; keep watching new Sunrises, travel around the world and see new sights, and live these extra days with my wife and family.

You see, twenty-three years ago, I was been lying in a hospital bed and was told I had an almost incurable disease and the probability was that I only had days to live.

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I’ve worn my Political Correctness out, and I’m just damned tired of posturing pundits.

First of all let me admit that I am from the South! I mention this because, it seems to be something that twists the thought patterns of non-southerners,

You see, once I put on my “Redneck” badge, and stand up to speak, the rest of the world, and especially those raised North of the Mason-Dixon line begin making assumptions about myself and my fellow southerners.

Family mores, religious studies, university lessons and more importantly, the lessons one learns in the varied life of a traveler seem to be thrown out the door as soon as my first; Ya’ll or Aint escapes my mouth.

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Sometimes you just need a place to run to

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I don’t know why!

I don’t even know what, brings this feeling on!

I just know that sometimes, not often,  but sometimes, I need a place to run to.

OK, just stop there, I don’t really mean to actually get up off of my Ass and break into a run.

But metaphorically, what I mean is that;

I ….. at times …… need to go, mentally at least, to a place where my mind is free to work on whatever “IT” is.

This “IT” that needs; deeper thought? ….. or fixing? ….. or whatever, sometimes just bubbles to the surface of my thoughts and demands my attention.

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Inspiration, over thought.

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Fellow writer, Jeffrey Smith shared a poem of his not long ago (I over-thought my thoughts.) and it inspired me. As I absorbed the brevity and simplicity of the poem, I came up with a response, of sorts, and here it is.

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I read a poem, it made me smile.

Derailed my mind, for a tiny while.

Great thoughts ran, their own short race,

Taking me to another place ……Inspiration!

by Don Bobbitt, April, 2015

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Some Days, a good SIGH is called for. That’s Life!

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Every Day just cannot be a GREAT Day!

I know, even I occasionally write an article about what a Great Day I’m having.

And, I have had and still do have a LOT of Great Days in my Life.

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Just Three Words, Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow!

 

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Three Words that are you.
Denial is futile, the truth is what it is.

Three Words define your life.

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It’s Not Hard! Just Have a Good Day!

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Thats one of the things I have to slow down and tell myself. Often!

Its so easy to get caught up in the vagaries of life that you lose your perspective. i tend to be like a bee at times.

I’ll have something go bad, often just a small thing, and my brain will hover over this thing like a bee does over a freshly opened flower.

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The Old Man and His DOG. An Old Joke

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Someone sent this old story to me a number of years ago. I copied it to a document and hav lost the source.

It is a really great story, so I am sharing it again.

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.

 He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. 

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble… At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.

When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, ‘Excuse me, where are we?’

‘This is Heaven, sir,’ the man answered.. ‘Wow! Would you happen to have some water?’ the man asked.

Of course, sir. Come right in, and I’ll have some ice water brought right up. ‘The man gestured, and the gate began to open.

‘Can my friend,’ gesturing toward his dog, ‘come in, too?’ the traveler asked.

‘I’m sorry, sir, but we don’t accept pets.’

The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.

As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.

‘Excuse me!’ he called to the man. ‘Do you have any water?’ 

‘Yeah, sure, there’s a pump over there, come on in.’

‘How about my friend here?’ the traveler gestured to the dog..

‘There should be a bowl by the pump.’

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.

When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

‘What do you call this place?’ the traveler asked.

‘This is Heaven,’ he answered. 

‘Well, that’s confusing,’ the traveler said. ‘The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.’

‘Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That’s hell.’

‘Doesn’t it make you mad for them to use your name like that?’

‘No, we’re just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.’

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Sign of Autumn – A lone leaf

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A Colorful Leaf

rides a light Autumn Breeze

on its

Trip to Nowhere.

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by Don Bobbitt, 2014
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Viet Nam! – I Served! and I Remember!

 

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I’m just sitting here, sipping on some water and watching it rain outside. For entertainment, I turned on the news and flipped it up to the CNN channel.

I keep them turned on a lot, mostly because they are more middle-of-the-road than the other news channels.

Anyway, I had fired up my PC to work on cleaning up my Hubs, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a commercial for a Veterans support group.

The difference with this one was the fact that they were using a clip from a battle in NAM, along with the sound effects.

 

It was just a momentary 2-3 seconds of a clip that was part of a 30-second commercial.

But, it happened again!

I was back in time to the late sixties, with all of my old friends and relatives of my generation, sitting around; drinking beer and talking about the war.

You see, my family was poor or lower lower middle class, whichever you want to call is, I don’t really care!

But, we, and my friends, were the people in this economic group were the ones that went to war and wore the uniforms, and justServed our Country.

And so many friends and some of my relatives, were the ones that never came back from NAM …… Alive!

I myself, served in the Navy, and I was never in-country, so obviously, no one ever tried to shoot me, or impale me on sharpened bamboo sticks dipped in excrement.

No one booby-trapped my friend’s body with a hand grenade, just to get one more American kill, if I moved the mauled body.

No one kicked me out of a helicopter and told me to keep my head down and “run like Hell!” while the CONG were spraying us with live fire and mortars.

No one had been brainwashed so well that they wrapped explosives around their body and walked into my favorite Saigon Bar and detonated themselves on the chance that they would kill a few of us American Imperialists!

No, I didn’t watch my buddies get killed in front of my eyes.

You see, I was thousands of miles away working on an Aircraft Carrier, and occasionally, I got letters from home about my buddies and relatives being killed, or wounded, by such acts.

But I did serve my Country and these great guys were a part of my life, then and still.

I guess that might be one of the reasons that I am still here on the crazy world of ours; to write this little story and perhaps awaken others who have forgotten. You see;

I Served and I Remember!

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My Best Cheeseburger! Ever!

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My Best Cheeseburger! Ever!

This is a link to my HubPage article about a childhood experience of mine.

It recounts the time when I ate my most memorable CHEESEBURGER of my life.

It is a pretty good read, and I really think you will enjoy the story.

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