Eyes of Wonderment
Sometimes the unexpected stops us in our tracks. The previous line of thought is forgotten, and the thrill of wonderment takes over.
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.
Sometimes the unexpected stops us in our tracks. The previous line of thought is forgotten, and the thrill of wonderment takes over.
The game was a welcomed break from intense, heavy traffic to get past the routes to and from Boston. The result didn’t favor the visiting team from NH. 2010 Squirts Flames at Canton
The Old Farmer (2014) The Old Farmer Too On a walk over a hill, alongside a green field, I saw the old farmer again just the other day. He didn’t look up as he walked,… The Old Farmer Too
Welcome hockey fans to the 2019-2020 hockey season! The calendar is flipping quickly toward October, school is in session, so go ahead and; Mark your Calendars!