Justice!---Oh! YeaH!...Amen!

Justice!---lives!...(I reckon-so!)

 

No!---You can’t see-it, feel-it  or defeat-it!...Justice-exists!

 

Imagine an “invisible”-wave floating in the “cosmos”---Justice!

Such exists as surely as “Love” or “Hate” or “Grief” or…

 

Be careful of “finger-pointing”, gratuitous-vindictiveness,

celebratory  self-satisfaction at another’s trials & tribulations---

Justice! (that “invisible-wave)...might come to “bite”,,,Thee!?

 

Remember---It’s not “what” happens to you…it’s the class with
which you choose to handle any-"what" that happens to you!

 

Enjoy!---Live! Love! Laugh!...Embrace---Faith! Family! Freedom!

 

Support---Justice!...It is “there”! It will “find” you!

 

Try rather, a bit of Christian-generosity, a habit of Love!

 

Whatever “you” choose---I wish thee well…Have a great…life!

 

Amen!

 



"Right" is "Right"! It just has to be that way---or,,,not at-all!

If?---Then!...Maybe!

 (Sure-enough! Reckon-so!)

 

If?---My “values” are “virtue”…then…I never apologize!

Amen!

 

No-one need understand, condone, applaud or acknowledge.

No accolades necessary---what others think is,,,irrelevant.

“I”have to live with---“me”…Conclusion: Truth!

 

Always! Forever! Universal! Eternal!---very…Purposeful!

 

Consequences!?---Always!...Truth!

 

One-way! One-result!---Truth! Justice! The American-way!...Amen!

 

And---it snowed, again, today!...What a “Glorious”-world!

 

And---

 

Tomorrow!?...M.O.S. (more-of-the-same) Life & Love!

 

When virtue born of value negates---Truth!...I’ll not participate longer!

 

Amen!

 



Sunshine!?---You want "Sunshine"...You got-it!

Sunshine!

 

 

Sunny!---all day!..."Bright"-sunshine!

 

-3 degrees---tonight!...But, you got sunshine!...

 

It's---January 30th!?…"S -U - R -P -R - I - S - E!"

 

Want sun and 85-degrees?---Leave...the mid-west!

Maybe?---Venezuela!?...with "Mad-you-are-a"
They sure enough need another socialist/communist!
I reckon so!---Uh! Huh!...Uh! Huh!!

You just gotta---love..."Global-warming"!

 

Hmm!?---I think..."What a beautiful, fantastic-day!

 

Thank You! Lord!---for...another Perfect -day!

(Like each of them!---maybe?...it's as simple as Attitude!)

 

Amen!

 

(Can't wait for tomorrow!---No-matter...the weather!)

Gotta-go!---need...bread, milk, and eggs! Hmm!?

A-remembrance...

Steeple-in-the-distance...

 

 

My "little"-world consisted of our home-town boasting

a population of 2,500-citizens, 6-miles away sat my

great-grandparents' farm where I spent the 2nd-greatest

amount of time next to "home" and, of special-interest,

my beloved-Fox Lake consisting of three ponds. Special!

 

For a "kid" with an un-limited imagination, these several-

venues provided myriad adventure-opportunities. Wonderful!

 

Each "scene" brought eternal-wonder, curiosity and discovery.

The events-of-each-day proved important on my development.

 

I learned to hunt and fish at the farm and Fox Lake. Ah! Yeah!

 

My present-day mantra which rules my life and Love developed

during those necessary formative-years. Faith! Family! Freedom!

 

So many adventures---exploring....learning. A---making...of...Me!

 

One of the special memories (all of them "special") is the "steeple".

 

From the south-end of the barn-loft at the "farm", a place where I

played "cowboy", caught pigeons for my "pen" at home, in-town,

I could open the wooden-window to view the steeple 3-miles away.

 

I delighted in "spying" from that window which overlooked 3-ponds,

the cattle-pasture dotted with cows, the horse-lot, hog-pen, fields.
Billy & Tommy were the farm's work horses. Ride-'em-cowboy!

Off in the far-horizon distance stood the Catholic church-steeple in the

next near-by town where eventually I would attend the parochial-school.

 

Playing summer baseball in a league gave me a "slight"-expansion to

my tidy-little universe as we traveled, a-bit, to challenge neighboring-

town  teams; many of the players were known to me by way of those games.

 

From my barn-door perch at the farm, I could manage to "image" in my

creative-mind the ball-diamonds in relation to the steeple. Great-fun!

 

Everything---exciting---adventurous---educational...Innocently-delightful!

 

And---best-of-all?...the farm back-porch gathering with...Family!

 

Ah!---Precious-Memories!...Valued more than any "silver" or "gold"!

A personal-note: Thank-you! Mom & Dad!---for letting me be a...child!
 

Amen!

 

Bottom-of-the-9th---"weak"-batter...2-out!?

 

Just-a-chance!?---and…a-"choice"! 

 

 

Up by one-run, bottom of the last inning, "weak"-batter

coming to the plate, 2-out, runners on 2nd & 3rd. Whew!

 

I rub-up the baseball as coach calls time from the home-plate

umpire who grants the request sending Coach-Jim to the mound.

 

"Son! All we need is 3-outs!" He cajoled, trying to appear calm.

The previous 2-batters had each singled, advanced on a wild-pitch.

"Are you Good? We got a reliever!? Sort-of? Just, settle-down."

 

"Yeah, Coach! I got this. 9th-batter! Plays "right"-field; struck him out

in the 3rd and again in the 6th. I'll burn him with 3-heaters! Bam! Over!"

 

Coach seemed relieved. "Okay! Kid! Burn him-at-the-plate!" He nodded.

"We'll get 'em one at a time." He patted me on the shoulder, walked-off.

 

The skinny right-fielder stepped into the batter's-box; he had "counseled"

with his 3rd-base coach while our-side "commiserated" on the mound.

 

I threw the fast-ball right down central---he blinked..."Strike-one!"

 

The batter stepped out of the box, hit the barrel of his bat against

his shoes, peered at his coach who yelled encouragement though his

tone betrayed his confidence in the slight right-fielder, who swallowed.

 

When he got back in the box, I checked the runner on 3rd; he smiled.

 

We were friends, played school-ball together; this was summer-league.

 

My pride demanded that I strike this 2nd-stringer out with three-pitches.

But---I knew I could do "that"...easily!? Hmm!? What's the problem?

The kid-batter glared at me; he read the foregone-conclusion, too.

 

"Strike-two!" Bellowed the umpire as a blur-of-white blazed-in.

 

To sweeten the "experience"---I made an errant-decision...change-up!

 

Pitching from the stretch, I checked the runner on 3rd, holding him close.

 

Then, I gave a slight-nod to the batter, stepped---and "fired"...a "change-up".

 

Made two mistakes---change-up...right down the middle-of-the-plate!

 

Crack! No-doubt!---Oh! No!...Home-run! "Bad"-guys---Win!

 

So? We ended the season 13 - 1; just can't win-'em-all!? I reckon so!?

 

That skinny right-fielder tagged each base and touched home-plate---

the unlikely "Hero" of his team...against an "Ace! Star-pitcher!"

 

I never told anybody---"right-fielder" and I...had set it up! It's: True!

 

Best-memory of my career---the "kid"...had a "rare"-disease I happen to

have learned of previously. My-"gift"! I Loved that loss!---and...baseball!

 

Amen!

"Dancing"-diamonds

 

Dancing-diamonds!

 

Some early-memories image a row-boat on Fox Lake with Dad

manning the oars and a taw-head boy of “6” sitting on the bow-seat

holding a cane-pole baited with a live-minnow, eyes intent on the

red-and-white bobbing-cork waiting for the old-crappie to bite.

 

Warm-sun on the lad’s dark-blue jacket invited a nap which the child

managed to fight-off---this was serious “man”-business…fishing!

 

Mom’s delicious bar-b-que lunch had made the boy somewhat-sleepy, but

he refused to succumb---not wanting to disappoint, besides…this was “fun”!

 

Mother-Nature tapped-at the youngster’s imagination as he became entranced

with “dancing-diamonds” as golden sun-light sparkled myriad wave-crests.

Amen!



Trees!?---I "love" trees!...Sure-enough! I reckon-so!

Trees!

 

Proudly, the neophyte claims, “Some of my best-friends are trees!”

Uh!---Hmm!...Well! Maybe!?...

…If you can look at the bare “winter”-tree and see the skeleton, then,

in full-summer leaf-regalia, view the tree and see the “skeleton”!

Personally, I love all-of-nature---planted 10-thousand+ tress…Sure-enough!

Sadly---to earn any “brag”…should-a been at least 100-thousand! I reckon so!

Amen!


And---

Book-offerings & blog-info.:

 

 

Faith! Family! Freedom! This sacred-trinity defines the paradigm

of my writing-offerings. I perceive a surreptitious (quickly becoming

“blatant”) assault on these Traditional American-values. My intent

is to counter such evil with a message of Christian-generosity Love!

 

These books and my blog-posts (now totaling 1417 & counting) extol

an example of Live! Love! Laugh! In a modern-world lacking civility.

 

Please! Enjoy!

 

 

Creed of the Mountain-man: An 1870’s mountain-man tale.

 

Christmas Treasures: 3-Christmas-Eve celebrations.

 

Station-Master: A collection of short-stories.

 

…And Justice for all: An American-sniper revenge.

 

Horizon-Dawn: Case-study of 2-men separated by 150-years.

 

Syncopated-cadence (poetry): General poetry.

 

Christmas Always (poetry): Holiday-poems.

 

Golden Anniversary: A celebration of 50-years of Love!

 

Cookie-Jar Sweet-memories (Book I, II,III & IV):

365-days of vignettes in our family-time.

 

Coming soon:

 

Spanky & Jamie McGhee: A Viet Nam-era tale.

Ambiance: A Maeystown fireside-reader.

Rondo Slade: Western-drama.

 

 

Books are available on-line as e-books & or in paperback:

 

visit: Amazon books; search: Carl Schuler

 

blog: www.rinitytrace.blogspot.com

 

Death!?

 

Afraid-to-die!?

 

Yes!-you-are---unless…you truly are not afraid-to-Live!

 

Amen!



Sense-of-humor!?---"Me"?...Hmm!?

 

Humor!?

 

Have a "sense-of-humor"?---only…if I can “laugh” at my own "idiocy"…first!

 

Amen!



Philosophers!?---and..."Village-idiots"!?

 

Henry David Thoreau

(19^th-century writer)

 

All “good” things are wild and free!

 

Men spend their lives fishing never understanding

fish is not what they are looking for.

 

“Carlos-the-blogger”-(village-idiot):

 

The very best-things in life are Free!

When I was a child---like…everyday!

How much wood would a wood-chuck chuck

if a wood-chuck would chuck wood? Hmm!?

 

Challenge-everything---Enjoy!...Cherish…Life &…Dare…Love!


And...

Book-offerings & blog-info.:

 

 

Faith! Family! Freedom! This sacred-trinity defines the paradigm

of my writing-offerings. I perceive a surreptitious (quickly becoming

“blatant”) assault on these Traditional American-values. My intent

is to counter such evil with a message of Christian-generosity Love!

 

These books and my blog-posts (now totaling 1417 & counting) extol

an example of Live! Love! Laugh! In a modern-world lacking civility.

 

Please! Enjoy!

 

 

Creed of the Mountain-man: An 1870’s mountain-man tale.

 

Christmas Treasures: 3-Christmas-Eve celebrations.

 

Station-Master: A collection of short-stories.

 

…And Justice for all: An American-sniper revenge.

 

Horizon-Dawn: Case-study of 2-men separated by 150-years.

 

Syncopated-cadence (poetry): General poetry.

 

Christmas Always (poetry): Holiday-poems.

 

Golden Anniversary: A celebration of 50-years of Love!

 

Cookie-Jar Sweet-memories (Book I, II,III & IV):

365-days of vignettes in our family-time.

 

Coming soon:

 

Spanky & Jamie McGhee: A Viet Nam-era tale.

Ambiance: A Maeystown fireside-reader.

Rondo Slade: Western-drama.

 

 

Books are available on-line as e-books & or in paperback:

 

visit: Amazon books; search: Carl Schuler

 

blog: www.rinitytrace.blogspot.com

There are: Phone-calls---and,then...there are: Phone-calls!

 

Missed phone-call---Damn!...Hmm!?...

 

Our NWS-man showed off his acumen at forecasting---again…

called for “no”-snow Sunday (got 1 ½”!). His forecast for

the day-previous (Saturday) called for 8” of snow---None!?

 

So? On Sunday evening I went out and shoveled the

drive, walks and back-patio where I feed the wild-birds.

 

Monday, around-noon, the phone rang. Our “Grandson”!

 

Lady-Candy answered the phone; I was lying on the sofa.

I could discern by her tone and her-side of the conversation

that the caller was Mr. Z. Tyler, our “favorite”-Grandson!?

 

Later, after my mid-day “nap”, Lady-Candice apprised me

of “our”-boy’s call. Seems he got up and took Lovely-wife,

Miss-Jennifer, to work because of the ice-“slick” roadways. Wow!

 

I once knew a guy who took his wife to her work---every-day…for years!

 

Now, our Z.-man, dropped Jen off and then went on to his job. Hmm!?

 

Our “Boy” is quite the “Gentleman”!---I’d like to say…”Like-me”!...But…???

 

Sure, I got Lady-Candice to work---back in-the-day…and, then…?

 

Well, I went off for my very “busy”-important day!?---Uh!...Hmm!

Fishing! Hunting! Golfing! Lottery! Shopping! Softball!---And…more!

(I did pick Candy up from work---getting-hungry…coming supper-time!

 

Z. is Adonis-handsome! Classy! Sophisticated! Urbane! Intelligent! Witty!

 

I confess---with a tear in my eye…“If I grow-up, I wanna be just like Z. Tyler!”

 

Yeah! I know!---like the Chinese-philosopher…”Wo Fat-chance!” Hmm!?

 

My Confession-transgression: I am a “bum”!---1^st-class!...I practice…daily!

I’m a gypsy! Born & bred! Live in a 2-wheeled wagon! Move-often! (Running-fast)

 

So? I’ll never reach anywhere-near Z. Tyler’s station-in-life---Oh! Well!...Hmm!?

I ain’t suave-James Bond, either---but…I’m imaginative (a highly-creative liar). Well!?

 

Boy!? Next time the phone rings---I’ll get up…and, answer-it! I reckon-so!

 

Amen!