3 Goals for my Blog
I have decided to try to keep up with a new challenge in this Blogging world. I have joined Blogging 201, a virtual class offered by folks at WordPress to assist with all things Blogging.… 3 Goals for my Blog
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Steve Beal Sr.
I am just a man. I am a father, a son, and a husband. I am a homemaker, caretaker, coach, writer, speaker, and photographer. I love God. I love my family. I love my country. God has blessed my family and I, and I am eternally grateful. Author of Generation Jumping: Losing those who are not lost. Downtime with my family is about as good as it gets for me. Being outdoors in nature, among the animals and the wilderness, the Created, comes pretty close. Baseball, followed by hockey, are my two favorite sports, with several others a close third. I would rather do it right the first time. Honesty, respect, and integrity are virtues that I hold dear, so I call it like I see it. Before we as a society attempt to re-define these words, I will be here telling the raw truth.
What have we learned?
Just a thought that’s been careening through the empty caverns between my ears: we have access to more real time information than ever before and we know way too much, what have we learned? To… What have we learned?
Baseball Then and Now
For as long as I can remember, I have loved the game of baseball. I still do. I don’t just love the game play, but I love the strategy, the gamesmanship, the personal effect, the… Baseball Then and Now
Imagine all the seconds
They say that the mind is a powerful thing, and I suppose it must be. We have countless thoughts between the tick and tock, or is it just me? Imagine all the seconds we… Imagine all the seconds
Protected: I Was Gone
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Time To Kill
Remember when having four hours to kill was just another glorious afternoon in an endless string of afternoons filled with thought, daydreams, and pursuit of either?
Face Value
Remember when face value was what you saw, and what you saw was real?