Hell of a Guy
We didn't lose the game; we just ran out of time. - Vince Lombardi

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Things I Don’t Struggle With…


The title of this piece came to me as I was driving to see my doctor for a little minor surgery. I got to thinking about issues of the day and all the political BS and politically correct crap there is floating around today as the Doc removed a small gizmo from the top of my head. Here goes…

1. Gay marriage: I don’t care who marries whom. I got mine and she is nothing short of perfect. Done with this one.

2. Gay people in general: I am not, some people are, and it does not bother me one bit. Done with this one.

3. Muslim people: They scare me. I don’t want to be near them or have any relationship with them. I think the world would be better without them. Done with this one.

4. Catlin Jenner: Sick of her and wish she would go underground. Transgendered people? Don’t bother me at all. Done with this one.

5. Being a Republican: Proud to be one. Don’t care what you think about it. I am right and you are wrong. Done with this one.

6. Attitude: I am in complete control of mine. Done with this one.

7. Responsibility: Eleven years ago I accepted complete responsibility for everything that happens to me in my life…and that means everything. Done with this one.

8. Political correctness: Pure and utter bullshit in its purest form, and I ain’t about to engage in it. I like this comical definition of it: “Political Correctness is a doctrine, recently fostered by a delusional, illogical minority and promoted by a sick mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a piece of shit by clean end!” Done with this one.

9. Child abuse in any form: People who would abuse a child do not deserve another day on this planet, and I will happily throw the switch on them. Done, done, done with this one.

Someday, perhaps as early as one second after I post this, I may think of more. It is a hazard of my impatience.

And that is all I have to say about that.

Thursday, September 03, 2015

It’s a Girl…Almost…


Here I am waiting patiently, though not a patient, at the United Hospital in Bridgeport, West Virginia. I am awaiting the arrival of one Lynnley Grace Corder, who shall be forever known as the great granddaughter of this Hell of a Guy…that is, when she finally makes an appearance.

I am not at my best when I have to wait for anything. That “patience is a virtue” is totally wasted on me. I am especially not at my best when I have to wait in a hospital. These places are where time seemingly stands still. There is no movement here. The hands on the clock move ever so slowly, as if not to move at all. We have been here since 11am, at least for thirty-six hours or more, and it is just 4:27. But the wait is worth it. Here on this day a little one will be brought forth. This one will be special, for she is our first “ggc.”

As I see newborns, I cannot help but ponder what these children will see in their lifetimes. I sincerely hope it is all good. The world of today frightens me in many ways – there is way too much discontent, too much violence, too many deaths at the hands of extremists.

On the other hand, this little one has every chance of living to see the year 2100 and all the marvels the next eight-five years will bring worth. Can you even attempt to imagine the advances in technology this one will see. What about medicine and space exploration? Will she see the eradication of cancer? Will man develop the means to visit other planets, or, perhaps, even make contact with life beyond our solar system?

I am thrilled with the prospect of holding this one in just a few minutes or hours (or days, so it seems). I just know I will have to choke back some tears, but that is okay. Lynnley Grace and I will be best buddies as time goes on and as she grows.

And that is all I have to say about that…