Deer Visit
A doe and a couple of youngsters stopped by the back edge of our yard just a few minutes ago. I snuck out the side door of the garage and was able to grab these…
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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.
Destination Homestead
Destination Homestead
The highways weren’t what they are now. The drive times were longer and the family car was crowded. The days were most definitely simpler then. There weren’t electronic games to play, options for isolating ourselves within the car, but games we played involving us all. I knew the make and model of almost every vehicle we saw along the way, we all did.
I sat behind my dad in the car and I tried to take in everything he saw. I learned the landmarks and the places along the way where we stopped or where some historical thing had happened. We brought our own water and food. Fast food was a homemade sandwich that mom pulled from her bag of prepared trip fare.
Here we go, MLB style
This afternoon the baseball season continues, the post season. This season marks the first time in Major League Baseball history that 10 teams, yes one-third of the teams, made the playoffs. Now, for two of…
Genuine Smile
Recently we were at Gould Hill Farm to pick apples. We go there every fall to do so. With my camera hanging around my neck and no warning, I turned the camera towards Erin and…
My little sponges
My little sponges Jacqueline and Theodore while playing in the family room this morning, were carrying on as if completely alone. First, Jacqueline, while carrying a stuffed animal dog, was babbling lyrics. In this order,…
Summer of 2007
Fortunately, and unfortunately, at the same time, I came across this little email I wrote five years ago. It still brings tears to my eyes when I read this and reflect on that summer…
Ready to go
Theodore and Jacqueline (29 months) are ready to take a ride with dad. They were excited to go, and possibly more excited to have their pictures taken. We were just headed out to run a…
The twins play at the airport
Every once in a while the twins will ask me if we can go to the airport. It’s only a 20 minute ride at the most. We do visit quite a bit and we’ve found…
I want cheese
So the twins (almost 2 1/2 yrs old) wanted toast this morning. They each grabbed a piece of bread and brought it to me. In a moment they changed their request and asked for sandwiches…
Never Forget
I am re-blogging this piece in remembrance of 9/11/01. I have added only this paragraph and have deleted nothing. Just the same sentiments in remembrance. The crisp, clear, clean, cool morning this morning reminds me…
Zamboni Snow
Theodore really enjoyed his brother’s hockey practice this evening. He spent a good part of the time playing in the pile of snow left by the rink Zamboni. He was very busy. He scurried about…
Thank You to Youk’s Kids
On Saturday, August 4th, 2012, lightning struck Allard Park. It certainly wasn’t the first time lightning struck Goffstown’s hidden gem. For the most part the lightning strikes have been of a baseball nature when kids…
Labor Day
Today we labored. We labored in, and around the house. We labored in, and around the yard. It is very rewarding. We are proud Americans, and thankful to be living the American dream.
Moving Week
It’s a little bit different this time, Steve and Ryan are both going to college in the Northeast. Also, for the first time, they both moved into their respective schools in the same week. Last…
I want to play hide and seek
After a couple of loud yells of “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!” coming from Jacqueline in the bathroom, I opened the door. She was sitting on the little Lightning McQueen potty, and greeted me with a smile.…
These Sox don’t deserve the likes of Pesky
As if we needed any further proof of the character (lack there of) among this current Red Sox club, this week’s embarrassment takes the cake. This clubs collapse last season was tough to handle but…
Jimmy Fund – Cancer doesn’t care
Their shapes and sizes are different. Their voices do not sound the same. Their lifestyles are as diverse as diverse can be. Their ages are not part of the equation. Their place in life…
Morning banter
This is just a sample of this mornings’ banter. It could be any morning really. Jacqueline: I want to color. Me: Okay, you want to color, over here? Jacqueline: Ummm, no. I want to play…
Six Kids
Our six kids, all together for a few minutes. Steve was home from Dartmouth (he’s a junior there) for a night out with Dad and brother Ryan. Steve was headed back to school this morning…
Photos from a hill in Sherman
These pictures were taken while I was out for a ride with Theodore and Jacqueline. We were in Sherman, Maine at the time and I just had to stop and take in the beauty around…
Quick Trip – Northern NH
I had a day and night to myself. No kids. Just my car, my idea of getting away, and I. So I bolted for the north country. I drove straight to Pittsburg, NH. I…
Polyphemus Moth
The first picture was taken by my daughter Erin. I took the second one. This moth was just resting comfortably on our doorstep. We took the shots and let it be.
The twins play in Mt. Chase
Here are a couple of pictures that were taken while we were at the Lazy Moose Cabin in Mount Chase, Maine earlier this summer.
The Barn
The road is the same, carved through the forest Around the bend, land opens, I like the best Dew sparkles on the green like gems, or so it seems My heart pauses as I approach…
