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Saturday, October 21, 2017

“Words that make you think“

       Now, a little bit of some, “Words that make you think“…I was talking to a friend of mine who just happens to be Catholic priest about God and the mystery of a strength greater than myself. I asked him about the connection of God and the church and a drug addict or an alcoholic who has denied God but now needs a power greater than him or her self to stay clean or stop drinking. He said “Lar, The people who go to church every Sunday are afraid to go to Hell. The people who ask God to help them stay clean and sober have already been there“. “That’s the difference“…I still have goose bumps….

Friday, October 20, 2017


 I wrote this seven years ago... It was like it was yesterday...

                  It looks like I won’t be going up north today…We are getting rain here at the shoreline. But there its snow and slush and its going to continue for a few days. So life goes on and so do I. I feel bad for the folks that have to work or go to school… I remember very well days like this when the airport would call. The lights would go out on a runway because of the rain. It usually meant that an electrical vault was flooded and filled with water and shorted out the circuits. Fun, fun, fun…..It didn’t take long for me long to fix that. It was that phone call at the early hour that was the pain…Today, I sort of wish I could go to the airport and make a runway check. That was the fun part of the job especially when it was busy. Between flights I would get clearance from the tower and make a run down the main runway to check the runway lights and pick up debris…Yes debris…Pieces of rubber from blown tires and a few times the baggage door that wasn’t closed properly and blew off. Bird parts….Poor birds that the plane hit. One time I picked up a tail cone from a United 720 that fell off because the tail hit the pavement when he landed with the nose too high. At times I would be half way down the 2 mile main runway and a 707 or 747 would be landing right behind me…As I was turning off the end to the taxi way at about a 100 miles an hour, I could the see people looking at me out the windows…Talk about good timing….One morning the alarm radio woke me with the news that a plane almost hit a maintenance vehicle that was on the runway…..Its feels uncomfortable when the news is about you….I had a great job and loved what I did…Thank you for your love and guidance Dad…..I was one of the electricians that put in those 3 lights on the top of the mountain at the approach of runway 15 at Bradley International Airport in Connecticut……

Saturday, October 14, 2017

"70s and 80's"

I'm from the 70s and 80's ...Being a Tradesmen I never had to worry.. Being ex-Military police I've had offers from 2 different police departments and jails and prisons. I refused them all. I worked a Tradesmen job for 20 years and quit and went to work for the Federal Government.. They made me an offer I couldn't refuse.. I left after 3 years from a top secret job.. I've had people offer me a job in my trade and didn't take them.. I was very picky.. They needed me and I knew it.. Never would I join a Union..and every job I had I had medical insurance paid for by my employers.. If I had to work today I would installing solar panels.. I am very comfortable in my retirement.. My Dad guided me through my life.. I have no regrets....

"Sexual Predators"

         Remember the stories of the casting couch? Its been going on for years.. From Hollywood to Washington and in between.. Every once and a while it surfaces... to be quickly silenced by pervert corrupt Lawyers who take part and big money... Its sad but will never end.. .. If you want to be a "Star" and what young person doesn't, this is what you must do.. And yes, Agents, Managers and Parents will tell them to be really nice to the people in charge.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017



As I sit here safe and sound in my brick building listening to the Hurricane winds howl outside my window I was thinking...  I know a lot of people who resist change. I am glad I am not one of them. They say you can't go back. Well I disagree. I went back to the way it was and I was accepted with smiles and open arms by many who live in the same building as I. There were a few non-believers but the good out number those. However, its not exactly the same but the way I did it was smart. Its called acceptance and admitting my mistakes and I'm glad I did it. Its a new start not starting again. I changed a lot of things. I have all new friends and even go to different stores to do my shopping.. I think I have a new world record on "not" going to Walmart.. I am proud to say I haven't been to that place in 4 weeks. I did notice the prices are not as low as that place in other stores but there are things that cost less also. I don't mind paying a little more just for the peace of mind..It makes up for the difference. Anyways, my apartment is on the end in what I call the quiet corner and I have no remorse in coming back.. I cannot imagine how they are getting through this storm where I used to live in those wooden buildings with no emergency generator.. We will see what happens... And as always stay tuned and God bless..

Wednesday, September 6, 2017


Racism is worse than it ever was. It will never stop. Its been going on since the slaves were set free. Changing street names, relocating or knocking down a few statues will never help.. Like banning the Confederate flag, its only going to piss people off..The fighting will get worse and people will die.. Always remember , “No history is mute. No matter how much they own it, break it, and lie about it, human history refuses to shut its mouth. Despite deafness and ignorance, the time that was continues to tick inside the time that is.” - Eduardo Galeno

Saturday, August 26, 2017

"Still Here"

I was thinking.. Here I am after a three year adventure into the unknown.. Someone said I was on a Sabbatical.. True although not in a religious sense, I actually explored the whole East Coast of America while on my search for a warmer climate to live in… I did live in World War II housing so primitive I was embarrassed. As you know I would go to various Motels just to get out or get away from my surrounding's. I give credit to the people that live in that place just for staying there.. I tried to explain to them that there were better places but they were stuck there.. However some left including myself but they continue to stay.. I guess people become locked in to somewhere moving is too inconvenient or too much work.. My Dad said "I have gypsy blood" because of my desire to move at a moments notice.. I think I'm done with that though… Stay tuned…