It is horrible what some people will stoop so low to do. Are they even in the human race? Of course they are but they are depraved and wicked of mind and heart. What am I writing about? Thieves, crooks and culprits who would connive and steal from the elderly by way of a email or phone scam.
I have heard of them, and known of some people who were stolen from by these wicked perpetrators of stealing others property. It has never hit so close to home until today. My mother calls down to our house, and says, “Get up here NOW!” to my wife in an emergency type voice. Madge tells me; we leave in a rush; we arrive at the house, and mom meats us at the door; upset, in tears, and trying to tell us what is wrong. We finally find out she is talking about Charity, our eldest child and daughter.
The caller has called pretending to be Charity, in tears, supposedly in jail for being drunk, and hitting a child; and needing several thousands in bail money. When I heard that I immediately recognized it for what it was. A big fat phone scam. Dad is still on the phone talking to some man connected with the attempted theft. I have spoke rather loudly as I came in, “It’s a scam” and Dad handed me the phone but the culprit is already hung up; maybe it should be “Hung”.
Can someone actually find pride, and fulfillment in bilking elderly people out of thousands of dollars. I think my parents had it pretty well figured out by the time my wife and I got there; but my mother was pretty upset. We stayed around for a while, and talked.
Our family is familiar with one another and what we are doing and where we go. So keep your hands off. You will get caught.
That is my line for the day from the banks of Flat Creek.
We made it to the end. WHEW!!! A house full of grand kids, their parents and the grand parents is an experience that will not be soon forgotten. When you have a family of 22 in one small home, sleeping in the living room floor, on the hide-a-bed, on the living room floor; on the dining room floor, the kitchen floor, and in all three bedrooms; there is bound to be some tension build up.
We all get along very well, yet there is tension. I must give the credit to our getting along well to our GOD and Savior Jesus Christ. Without that it would be nigh to impossible. It also has to do with loving one another, and understanding matters.
We have had our problems; we continue to have problems where there are arguments occasionally over various matters; yet we still get together, converse, and enjoy our time together.
When we have got together at Philip’s and Sarah’s I have always been happy to return home. When the kids are all here I am happy to see them come; but I am also happy to see the tail lights or rear bumpers of their cars headed toward their own homes. Some people thinks that’s mean. That’s the way life works. Children are supposed to grow up and leave home. If you don’t like it; get over it and accept the fact that you can’t hang on to them forever. Nor, should you even want to.
From the banks of Flat Creek.
It was early Wednesday morning which the wind I wrote of previously came, and struck a bit of fear in my mind. That wind had some power and did some damage. Not to my home, or my life. The damage is something which can be fixed.
The damage was at our family cemetery, just up the hill from where my wife and I live. There was two good metal gates which hung at the entrance off the road, now there is only one which is in good shape; the other badly damaged. Both have been de-hinged from the post and the tree. One was hung on a post and the other on a large oak tree.
I noticed this damage as I was going out our road to our Pastor’s luncheon in Cassville. I stopped at my parents house and let Dad know about the tree limb which was on the gates, and the damage done.
One of the sad parts about all that wind is there was very little rain in the storm – it barely got the ground wet; it settled the dust. Thank the Lord for the lack of damage. It could have been much worse.
I haven’t wrote anything here since January of this year. Much has happened in my life and the life of the world since then. Earthquakes that have left many thousands dead and many more homeless in Haiti, and Chile, and China. Floods have hit in many parts of this country [USA] up North in the South in Nashville, (Country Music City), and much chaos in the gulf from BP’s blunder with the oil well.
Since my last post my wife and I have moved. We are now living with my parents, hopefully helping them out while helping ourselves be nearer our work on our own home which is nearby. We have also planted a garden, and we spent time with it today; tilling the rows of potatoes we have planted; and they are growing quite well with blooms on the plants and new potatoes growing under the soil. I brought some of them home this afternoon, which I accidentally dug up while tilling the ground.
It seemed that the whole 2009 – 2010 School year moved by quickly. We are now out for the Summer vacation; and boy am I relieved. I was ready. I think every other bus driver was ready too; and not only the Cassville drivers.
It was sure warm; maybe even hot as Madge and I planted three rows of corn today. It didn’t take us long, but boy were we worn out, bushed, beat, and nearly busted of all our strength. We’re not that strong any way, and that sun beating down on us didn’t help.
I don’t mean to sound as though I am complaining; I am actually quite thankful. Thankful to our Lord that He has given us the strength to do what we can do; and leave what we can’t do up to Him. Sometimes even that which we think we can do we must let Him take care of too.
Looking forward to a grand and glorious Summer. We have Youth camp next week; and Children’s Camp in July. What a wonderful Summer it will be. Every day is wonderful when the God of all creation is in it; and He is.
-Tim A. Blankenship