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Issue 358 – Catching Up

The Paregien Journal    –   A Periodic Publication    –    Issue 358   –   July 29, 2017

Catching Up

In my last post, some 16 days ago, I mentioned that I hoped to get on a more regular posting schedule. My intent was to published each and Thursday. Obviously, that didn’t happen and I don’t expect it to happen in the future. 

You see, friends, shortly after that I saw my doctor for my regular 6-month check-up. I was shocked out of my Justin boots by his diagnosis. Full-blown diabetes and a low-functioning thyroid. He told me to change my diet and to lose at least 20 pounds in the next three months. Then I might make it without going on a diabetic routine of meds. He did put me on a pill for the low-thyroid functioning problem. I have noticed that for the last three months or more I just did not have much energy. Low-thyroid will do that. So I started this med and it has knocked me for a loop: a headache for several hours each and every day; frequent nausea; inability to sleep from early morning to 11 pm or so (I had loved my afternoon naps); and no decreasing of my fatigue. After two weeks, those three of those four side-effects have faded. I’m still waiting for it to give me more energy.

Anyway, now you know . . . the rest of the story.  I have sub-titled this blog as “A Periodic Publication.” And that’s about the best I can do for the foreseeable future. Thanks for your understanding. 

A Birthday Bash

We’re having another birthday party for a local celebrity here in Bradenton, Florida. It will happen on Saturday, July 20th. He is a very popular guy and lots of folks come from far and near to take photos of him. That “him” is none other than ol’ Snooty, who was born on July 21, 1948, back when Harry (“Give ‘Em Hell”) Truman was sitting in the White House as President of the U.S.A. He’s not as old as I am, of course, but he is now ancient compared to his peers.

Okay, I’ll tell you . . . the rest of the story. Snooty is a manatee who has lived in a manatee-sized pool in the South Florida Museum for a long, long time. He was born in the Miami Aquarium down south, but packed up his bags and more here at the age of one. The manatees who live wild along Florida’s shores are odd-looking creatures. In the wild, they seldom if ever live beyond their 20’s. Fast-moving boats kill or badly injure many of these gentle giants each year. 

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Oh, did you know that Bradenton is a city in “Manatee” County? Yep, and the first community was called Manatee but was swallowed up by a faster growing upstart. And our town sits on the south bank of “Manatee” River.” There are lots of those Manatee around, though I have yet to see one in the wild.

Anyway, happy birthday to you Snooty. 

UPDATE:

Unbelievably, Snooty the Manatee died one day after his 69th birthday party. That was on Sunday, July 23, 2017. Officials reported that somehow an access panel door to his pool or aquarium had somehow been knocked loose. The huge, gentle creature was able to go underwater and swim into the small enclosure. When he did not have room to turn around and reach air, again, he drowned. It is quite a tragedy for our community. And those who literally grew up seeing and enjoying Snooty a few times each year were especially saddened.

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I am certainly sad to learn that Arizona’s Senator John McCain has been diagnosed with a very aggressive kind of brain tumor called glioblastoma. I have great respect for Senator McCain, though I think he should have retired a few years ago. He spent five years as a prisoner of war in Vietnam, and he was severely tortured — physically and psychologically — by the Communists during that time. In my book he is a true American hero and a fine gentleman. We hope and pray for his recovery.

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I see in “Today’s Birthdays” for July 20th that novelist Cormac McCarthy is now 84. His first novel, The Orchard Keeper, was published in 1965. You probably know him for his 2005 novel, No Country for Old Men, which was adapted into an award-winning film by Joel and Ethan Coen. The movie starred Tommy Lee Jones and one of the supporting cast was a gent we have met a few times at cowboy events, actor Barry Corbin. In 2006, his novel The Road, won a Pulitzer Prize for Literature. And also in 2006 he finished writing a play, “The Sunset Limited.” That was made into an HBO film starring  Samuel L. Jackson and Tommy Lee Jones (directed by Jones).

In the birthdays for July 29th I see the name of none other than Leonard Leroy “Buddy” Lee, born on this date in 1933 and celebrating his 84th year on Mother Earth. Okay, you probably know him better by his stage name, “Robert Fuller.” In 1952, barely out of his teens, he moved to Hollywood to try his luck at acting. He also attended actor Richard Boone’s acting school and started to get small parts.  In 1959, Fuller wanted to do Westerns and came in 2nd to Michael Landon for the role of “Little Joe” Cartwright of the Bonanza TV show.  But he kept auditioning and won a co-starring role of Jess Harper on the TV Western, Laramie. It ran from 1959 to 1963, and Fuller made lots of money and lots of contacts in the movie industry.

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Fuller appeared in numerous TV Westerns and movies after that. However, his next really successful and lucrative deal was a non-Western. Actor (remember “Dragnet”) and director Jack Webb pestered him until Fuller accepted a co-starring role in NBC’s “Emergency!,” a modern, fast-paced TV medical drama. He got the role of Dr. Kelly Brackett, Chief of Emergency Medicine at the fictitious Rampart General Hospital. And his co-star was the lovely, talented pop singer and actress Julie London, who was the ex-wife of director Jack Webb. She was Nurse Dixie McCall. That show ran for five years, from 1972 to 1977. Long retired, Robert Fuller lives in north Texas. 

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This is the latest piece of business equipment (i.e., toy) purchased and painted and decaled by our son, Stan Paregien Jr. Are you ready for this? He also has an honest-to-Batman “batmobile” with a fake jet exhaust, a fully decorated “General Lee” as seen on Dukes of Hazard” TV show, an authentic DeLorean car with all of the “Back to the Future” gizmos inside and out a little VW all decked out as a Disney studio “love bug” with the number 53 on it. Yep. He is actually making a little money along the way by being paid by folks who want him to bring one of ’em to their corporate event, party, TV commercial and/or movie set. Not bad work if you can get it.

Well, folks, it is now 8:10 in the evening and I’ve been at this way too long. I had hoped to include more, but . . . I am plum tuckered out.

See ya next time.

— Stan

 

 

 

 

Issue 357 – We Enjoy Our Visitors

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The Paregien Journal   –   Issue 357   –   July 13, 2017

We Really Enjoy Our Visitors

During our marriage of 55+ years, Peggy and I have lived in several states and cities. I can safely say that none of them, except for our current home in Florida, has been known as a “tourist destination city.”  The region from Tampa, down through Clearwater, St. Petersburg, Bradenton, Sarasota, and Venice contains beautiful cities, beaches, museums and scores of other attractions. So hundreds of thousands of visitors flock here from all over the United States, Canada and Europe–especially during “the season” (November through April). 

Naturally, that old capitalism rule of “supply and demand” kicks in, with hotels raising their rates and still running at or near capacity, and restaurants hike their prices and still have waiting lines (even at . . . or maybe especially at . . . the “Early Bird Special” time of 4 p.m. to 5:30 p.m.). And then there is the additional traffic, . . . but don’t get me started on that.

So we are fortunate and happy to have a few more friends and relatives who come to visit us for a day several days. We are always glad host them and get caught up on their lives and the lives of our mutual friends. And we try to guide them to the best attractions in the area.

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Martha and Darrell Russell are very special friends of ours and have been for many years. We all met when Peggy and Martha each worked in the Southwest Airlines Reservation Center north of the airport in Oklahoma City. For several years, Peggy and Martha shared rides back and forth to work from our respective homes about 25 miles from the airport (in Edmond, Okla.). Then when we decided to move to Florida in June of 2013, these two generous souls volunteered to make the trip with us. In fact, Darrell had driven business-sized trucks for years and he accepted the role of chief driver of our rental truck. Martha and Peggy drove our van. 

Then a couple of years later they retired, sold their house, bought a Recreational Vehicle and started roaming all over the U.S. Then their daughter and son-in-law got transferred to Jupiter (over on Florida’s east coast; also where the aging movie star Burt Reynolds still lives) and they started living with there when not RV-ing. And just a few weeks ago, the whole crew moved to new digs up in Social Circle, Georgia. Google that town and scroll out and look at how the town is platted — in a doggone circle. Pretty strange.

Anyway, I think you catch my drift that we very much appreciate and love these two wonderful folks.

And, speaking of wonderful folks, . . . that leads us to James and Glenda Cotton of Edmond, Okla. 

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We first met James and Glenda Cotton (of Marshall, Okla.) in a congregation in Oklahoma City where we were all attending. Since then, they have moved from her family farm to just on the far north side of Oklahoma City. We all four laugh all the time about how we were mismatched somewhere back in time, as Peggy and James share a great passion for searching for seashells and tinkering with stuff while Glenda and I are happy to watch the sunsets and read books. Last year Peggy and I rode with them from Edmond all the way through Texas and New Mexico up to Westcliffe, Colorado . . . to a friend’s cabin . . . and then took the long way home. Quite an adventure. And quite fantastic friends.

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Two of our newer retired friends who live in Venice are Dr. Brian and Ruth Smith, R.N. Before they were married, they each independently went to separate medical missions in Africa. A series of twists and turns took place, finally causing them to meet and to get married. They spent the last 20 years of their careers working in McAllen, Texas, moving to Venice in late 2015 or so for his health.

The photo above shows them with my cousin/brother Jerry Paregien (blue shirt) and his wife Muriel and with Peggy.  Both Jerry and I grew up a few miles apart in the wilds of Ventura County (just north of Malibu, etc.). He graduated (as did Peggy) from Ventura High School, while I graduated from Fillmore High School.  I had one sister, Roberta (“Berta”), but nary a single brother. Jerry has certainly filled that slot for me over the years, so I love him as my substitute physical brother and as my brother in Christ. It just doesn’t get much closer than that. 

Muriel and Peggy just seemed to hit it off from the first time they met. For one thing, they are both “P.K.’s.” Now those of you insiders in church circles know what that means. Each of them was a “preacher’s kid.” Muriel’s father, Dale Knowles, preached for ultra-conservative independent Christian Churches (and her brother, Victor Knowles, is a preacher and the long-time editor of ONE BODY, a magazine advocating Christian unity).  Peggy’s father, W.W. (“Woody”) Allen, preached for ultra-conservative Churches of Christ, mainly in Nebraska and in Ventura, Calif. But Muriel and Peggy share so many other interests that their relationship is very similar to that which Jerry and I have. 

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Woody King is a son of Paula King and the late Bill King, making him a nephew to Peggy and to me. Woody’s parents farmed in Arizona and Texas, then moved to California and soon to Oklahoma’s oil patch(s), and in his adult life out to Portland, Oregon. Lisa’s parents live in Sarasota and it was Woody and Lisa’s wedding on beautiful Siesta Beach — attended by Peggy — that was a major influence in our moving to Florida. They have the one daughter, cute and smart little Ella. They work together as independent entrepreneurs.

Hey, here is a “blast from the past.”  This photo of Woody and others was taken at our little 10-acre “farm” northwest of Stroud, Okla., in 1981. I added the captions, of course.

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That is my mom and step-father in back, and Woody’s younger brother Jeff at right.

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Luncheon cruise on Sarasota Bay in mid-June, 2017

This photo is of Stan and Peggy Paregien with their one and only daughter, Mrs. John (Stacy Evelyn Paregien) Magness. Stacy (cook in a nursing home) and John (foreman for a company in the oil field service business) and their adult daughter Christal live in tiny Snook, Texas just west of Bryan/College Station (think “Texas A&M”).  They have lived in Texas all of their married lives. This was Stacy’s first trip to Florida. We hope someday, since her husband John refuses to fly at all, to hog-tie him and load him on a plane and get him here, too. Stacy, by the way, is our greatly loved “chosen child,” as we adopted her in Oklahoma when she was two years old. Their older child, Dylan, works with his father and lives in College Station with his girlfriend. Their first baby is a beautiful girl named Presleigh.

That is Stacy’s picture on the left, at about the same age as Presleigh.

The note in my newspaper for July 7th’s “Birthdays” included the one and only . . . Doc Sevrinsen. Okay, if you’re under 40 years of age you have probably never heard of him. But ol’ Doc, whose real name was Carl, turned 90 this year. He was the band leader during most of the years that Johnny Carson hosted “The Tonight Show” on TV. At one time he owned a horse ranch in Purcell, Oklahoma (which likes to call itself “The Quarter Horse Capital of the World”). He lives up in Webbed Foot Country (i.e., Oregon), and he still performs once in a while. He was especially noted for his wacky stage outfits and for his kinda “wacked out” stage persona, which I don’t know was for real or just an act. He was different, though.

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Oh, and on July 7, 1954, that nobody truck driver from Tupelo, Mississippi actually conned some D.J. at WHBQ in Memphis to play his first record, “That’s All Right,” for the very first time. And the song was a heck of a lot more than “All Right.” Neither Sun Records nor the world of music would be the same for very long after that. I remember that this “rock ‘n roller” (or hillbilly rocker) in about 1955, when I was a student at Roosevelt Junior High School in Tulsa, came to town for a show. The place was mobbed. And the newspaper the next day on their front page had a photo of two or three of my female classmates trying to climb into Elvis Presley’s dressing room from a window on the outside wall. Ah, yes, the good ol’ days.

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We had been giving some serious thought and discussion about flying to Japan to see that nation and to spent some time with our daughter-in-law Becky Paregien’s brother and sister-in-law, Mike and Tomoko McClain in the Hitachi coastal area north-east of Tokyo. . . .  . . Then, one of our Rwandan friends invited us to his wedding in September there in Rwanda, Africa. So we (mainly Peggy) shifted gears and started researching that trip, instead. The Rwanda trip was just too cost-prohibitive. So we (mainly Peggy) turned our attention back to that possible trip to Japan. After visiting with a travel agent, we decided the possible Japan trip was impossible for us. And for the same reasons:  $$$$$

So we have regrouped and are thinking of going two places instead of one: Paris and Rome.

Doesn’t that sound just wonderful?

Well, don’t get too excited. We’re talking (mostly joking) about driving to both Paris, Tennessee and Rome, Georgia. It would give us some bragging rights, if we just left off the state names. Then on second thought, . . . naw. Back to the drawing board.

Hey, we have a heck of a lot of fun with all of the folks here in our 55+ gated MHP, including such folks as long-time resident Pat Goeller. Read the sign on her shirt.

 

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Well, friends and neighbors, that’s it for this time. Thanks for stopping by and “Y’all come, ya hear?”

— Stan Paregien

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Issue 342 – When Friends Pass Away

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Issue 342  –  October 18, 2016

Ever notice how life seems to “pile stuff on to you” and at the most unexpected and most inconvenient times?  I remember driving back home to Edmond, Oklahoma from my job a few miles south of Oklahoma City. There were already four inches of snow on the ground and it was still coming down . . . and I was hitting the big Internet interchange in the middle of the rush hour with bumper-to-bumper. I remember thinking, “Oh, I just hope I can get past this bottle neck okay.”

I didn’t. My car, creeping along at maybe 10 mph, coughed two or three times and stopped. And I couldn’t get it restarted. And impatient folks began to honk their horns and to give me that ol’ single-digit salute. Fortunately, within five minutes a Oklahoma Highway Patrolman drove up behind me and quickly pushed me across the three lanes of traffic and onto a shoulder of a road. Then he gave me a short ride to a convenience store, where I was on my own. I got home that night, but my car didn’t.

Life is like that. And sometimes those events are much more serious. Like the death of a relative or an old classmate or of a dear, dear friend. And too often those traumatic losses seem to hit way too close together.

That’s how I feel right now after losing — in just a few weeks — a former high school teacher of mine, a former high school classmate, a close former co-worker and Christian friend, a cousin of mine who just seems to always have been in my life over the years, and a man I’ve eaten meals with and had coffee with and  prayed with and worshipped with and “picked and grinned” with on a regular basis for over three years. Each of them represent a nitch in my own life, a nitch which now is missing a memorable part of my life.

But enough of that. Let me tell you about each one of them. 

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Reggie Cauthen

Reggie Cauthen was a first-cousin of mine, the son of my mom’s brother Sidney Cauthen and his wife Thelma. Over the years, and I played together, fished in lakes and swam in creeks, and ate a lot of watermelon and home-made ice cream. Out time together became less and less as Peggy and I lived in distant places and his life in the Dallas-Ft. Worth area and then in east Texas got complicated. Whenever we were able to get together, though, he always had a wide smile and a Texas-sized hug for us. He worked most of his adult life for the U.S. Post Office.

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Ralph Rees

NOTE:   In 1955, my parents moved us to Tulsa, Oklahoma and we lived near my mom’s parents and two brothers and a sister. That only lasted one year, and in the summer of 1956 we moved back to southern California. My dad got a job farming orange trees with the Edward’s Ranch about 1 mile west of Piru, Calif., and they provided a small house for us. That fall my late sister, Roberta Paregien Loffswold Fournier, and I began school eight miles west at Fillmore, Calif. I was a sophomore. And one of my teachers that year — both for drafting and for print shop — was a kind, patient teacher named Ralph Rees. I don’t think I ever saw him again after I graduated in 1959, but he became a solid citizen there over the years and died there 59 years after I was in his classes.

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“Ralph Rees –beloved father, husband, brother, grandpa and friend–has gone home to be with Jesus. He passed away at midnight on Saturday, September 3, 2016 at home, after a long struggle with cancer, with his family by his side.

“He is survived by his loving wife of sixty six years, Patricia (Young) Rees, his sister Roberta (Rees) Gragg, his children Janine (Bill Faith) Rees, Wendy Rees, Robin Rees, Jason (Bethann Buddenbaum) Rees, and Brady (Ina Rosales) Rees, his grandchildren Luke, Hannah, Nathan, Tara, Nora, Claire, Emma and Fiona, and five great- grandchildren.

“Ralph was born on Feb. 17, 1926 in Taft, CA to Helen (Allison) Rees and Ralph Winfield Rees. He is preceded in death by his sisters Joy (Rees) Hanrihan and Geraldine (Rees) Schwocho. Ralph spend his boyhood in Oildale and Bakersfield, CA, where his early interests included carpentry, Boy Scouting, hiking and fishing in the Sierras with his father and friends, and playing the saxophone. He continued to pursue these interests throughout his life.

“Ralph served in the US Navy towards the end of the WWII conflict. He later went on to earn a teaching degree from Cal State Santa Barbara under the GI Bill. After marrying his college sweetheart, Patricia Lucille Young in 1950, he started teaching in Mendota, CA. In 1953 he moved to Fillmore Union High School where he taught Industrial Arts until 1989. Ralph also earned a Master’s Degree in Industrial Arts Education. For the rest of his life Mr. Rees received compliments from many former students, grateful for the part he played in their lives.

“After retirement Ralph became a local “handy guy”. He was most proud of a project restoring a historic carriage for Rancho Camulos Museum in Piru, CA, where he volunteered until shortly before he died.

“Of primary importance in Ralph’s life was his relationship with God, which began when he joined the Boy Scouts at the age of 12. He was born again on January 8, 1976, and remained committed to his faith.

“His family will always be grateful for teaching them that they can do anything and to keep learning. He daily demonstrated his devotion to his wife, his love for his God and family, and his Boy Scout sense of decency.

“His funeral Service was held at Heritage Valley Bible Church, 461 Central Ave., Fillmore, CA on Friday, September 9 from 10:00 am to 11:30 am. Graveside Service were held immediately following at Bardsdale Cemetery, 1698 S Sespe Street, Fillmore, CA.”

Clay Landes

Oct 7, 1943 – Oct 2, 2016

Clayton Guy Landes, 72, of Sarasota, FL., died on Sunday, Oct 2, 2016, in a hospice facility. He had been diagnosed with lung cancer about a year ago.

 A “Celebration of Life” service was held at 10: 00 am on Saturday, Oct 8, 2016 at Central Church of Christ, 6221 Proctor Rd., in Sarasota, FL. Clay had served as an Elder of the congregation for many years and was active in it up until just a few weeks before his death. His frequent word of encouragement to others was, “Keep the faith.”

 Being originally from Indiana, he was an enthusiastic basketball player and fan virtually all of his life. He attended some 20 or so of the national basketball “final four” play-off events over the years.

Clay was survived by his wife Pat. They had celebrated their 50th year of marriage just a year or so ago. He was also survived by their daughter and two sons, and by numerous grandchildren.

The funeral arrangements were carried out by The Good Earth Crematory.

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Daryl Duane Muth

Ron Golson, my friend from Piru who lives in Idaho . . . . and was a mutual friend with Daryl Muth, was kind enough to pass along this email from Jeff Muth, one of Daryl and Vickie’s sons:

“My Father passed away Tuesday Morning (October 11, 2016) after a long fight with Parkinson’s Disease.

“Dad was in a rest home this last year and had to be hand fed as he could no longer feed himself… Sometime Friday, he was not eating or drinking anymore. I think he just could not swallow anything. Saturday we brought him home and he was on Hospice. Many friends and family stopped by to pay their last respect to him.

“We are going to have a service at Joseph P. Reardon Funeral Home in Ventura, Friday 21, 2016, at 1:00 PM. The address is, 757 East Main Street, Ventura, Ca. 93001. There will be a reception afterwards at Mom & Dads house  — 2289 Woodland Ave. Ojai, Ca. 93023”

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Stan Paregien’s reflections:

Daryl Muth and his older brother Garold and younger brother Kirk for several years lived high on a mountain behind Piru, Calif. On a clear day they could actually see the ocean from there. I remember one time that I was up there with Daryl and we found an abandoned oil well site. There were several old connecting rods, maybe 10 to 12 feet long as I recall. We had fun dropping them down that open well hole and listening to them  rumble as they fell thousands of feet, but we never could hear any hit the bottom.

On another occasion, Daryl and I were riding with Garold in his ’49 or ’50 Chevy, heading up the winding oilfield road to their house. Around the single lane road came a car heading down about as fast as we were going up. We had a meeting of the minds, with Garold’s car getting the worst of it. When the dust settled, we had been pushed close to the edge of the road and could see several hundred feet down into the canyon.

In about 1958, Garold and Daryl and I “triple dated” (maybe the only time I ever did that). My date was Susie Warring, a cute blond classmate who lived with her parents in the historic “Warring Mansion” on the hill in Piru. Sorry, but 58 years after the fact I cannot recall the names of the girls that Garold and Daryl dated. I do remember, though, that we went to the drive-in theater in Santa Paula. And then we parked in that popular romantic spot – Kenny’s Grove park – for a steamy hour or so.

Ah, . . . those were the good old days. 

 

 

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What Jesus Said About Death

by Dr. Leroy Garrett

Soldier On! (An Occasional Essay #188 on Oct. 24, 207)

 

The old Bibles with the words of Jesus printed in red seem to be a thing of the past. The implication was that the words in red — those uttered by Jesus himself — are more important and deserve more respect and closer attention. I agree with this. While all truths are equally true, all truths are not equally important.

We accept as inspired Scripture what the prophets and apostles wrote, and highly treasure them, but we might rightly elevate what our Lord himself said to a category all its own. We might argue with Paul, even disagree with some of his conclusions, but we are reluctant to question anything our Lord said.

The odd thing in all this is that some of Jesus most remarkable sayings are tucked away in Scripture and virtually ignored, even if printed in red — or they are at least given little relevance to the living of these days.

This is particularly true of things our Lord said about death. The world might justly accuse the church of not really believing them. They are so overwhelming in their import that it convenient not to take them seriously. I want to call three or four of these sayings to your attention.

 Your father Abraham rejoiced to see My day, and he saw it and was glad (John 8:56).

The New Jerusalem Bible puts it this way: Your father Abraham rejoiced to think that he would see my Day; and he saw it and was glad.”This is a most remarkable statement. Our Lord seems to be saying that Abraham — “dead” for centuries — is not only alive and conscious, but he is a witness to the advent of the Christ into human history. Some scholars think this refers to Abraham seeing by prophetic faith the Christ when he looked upon Isaac, the child of promise; but the context suggests that Jesus is saying that Abraham is now alive in heaven and sees what is happening on planet earth — that the day of Christ has come.

Reading this in context, one sees that the Pharisees had just affirmed that “Abraham is dead,” twice in fact. Abraham is dead as are all the prophets, they insisted, so how could Jesus speak of death the way he did — as if the dead are not really dead? Since they claimed to be sons of Abraham and were yet rejecting Jesus, the Lord is telling them that the father of their faith is not only not dead, but that he now sees the reality of what he had hoped to see when he was on earth. When the Christ came into the world to reconcile human kind to God, father Abraham was among the “cloud of witnesses” that saw it, and rejoiced.

That the dead are not really dead was paramount in Jesus’ teaching. In Luke 20:37 he refers to the story of Moses and the burning bush and saw it as teaching “the resurrection of the dead” — apparently all the dead. He tells how God is there described as “the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” Jesus then says, “He is not the God of the dead but of the living, for all live to Him” (Luke 20:38).

That the dead are as much alive and conscious as the living, only in a different dimension, is so overwhelming that it may be beyond our comprehension. But it is basic to our Lord’s view of death, and so we can accept by faith, If not by sight, that our honored dead are actually alive and conscious somewhere in God’s vast eternity.

Assuredly, I say to you, today you will be with me in Paradise (Luke 24:43).

This stunning and surprising promise — uttered in agony to a condemned thief — says something significant about Jesus view of death. To him death was but the door to the Paradise of God, and he was taking a despised thief with him, and that very day!

That a lowly thief would at one moment be dying ignominiously on a cross would at the next moment be with the glorious Christ in Paradise is mind-boggling grace. And is not death here a mere transition from here to there, and apparently instantaneous? That makes death next to nothing!

Most assuredly I say to you, if anyone keeps my word he shall never taste death (John 8:51).

This liberating declaration delivers us from what we most dread, death. It promises that if we are believers we will never taste of death. This preposterous claim, as the Pharisees saw it, is what led them to charge Jesus with having a demon. Something has to be wrong with someone who claims that some people will not die. Even father Abraham died, and all the prophets died, they pointed out.

And we could add that [Martin] Luther, [John] Calvin, [John] Knox, and [Alexander] Campbell all died. And our parents. No, Jesus says, they are all alive unto God. Of course they “die” in the sense of leaving the body and departing from planet earth, but they are still persons and are conscious of what is going on.

What matters here is that there is no cut-off point in our relationship with God. Death is no obstacle or detour. It is in fact the door that leads home. At any moment in the days of our flesh we are but a heartbeat from glory. Unless in an illness we are temporarily unconscious or in a coma, we are never unconscious, and are never for a moment separated from God’s presence. We might well be aware that we are departing from our body, and may see it as we leave it behind.

This is why I do not want my body laid out as a corpse in a coffin for friends and loved ones to look upon. I want them to see life, not death. As Paul put it, when we are absent from the body, we are present with the Lord (2 Corinthians 5:8). Being absent from the body we will no longer be in need of it. It is only the house we lived in for a time. If possible let it be used in some way for the common good, and then disposed of expeditiously.

That is why I have willed my body to the Southwestern Medical School in Dallas [Texas]. They are only a phone call away. I have long told Ouida, that all she needs to do when the time comes is to pick up the phone and make a call. They do the rest, down to at last cremating the remains and placing the ashes in their own memory garden, anonymously. No big deal. No sweat. No visits to a funeral home. No expense.

I make these choices because I believe what our Lord said about death. I will not really “die” at all, but simply fly away home. If there is a service it can be a homegoing celebration rather than a funeral, with no signs of death present.

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Issue 340 – Our 50-Year Old Son

The Paregien Journal  –  Issue 340  –  September 06, 2016  — Stan Paregien Sr., Editor

Our 50-Year Old Son

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You know you’re really getting some mileage on your ol’ speedometer when you wake up one day to discover that your baby boy just turned 50-years of age. 

Yikes. I have trouble believing that I am way over 50+ muchless that our son is five decades into his life (or will be at the end of September).

Time for a little reality check.

Peggy and I were married in Ventura, California on May 31, 1962. Yep, 54 years ago. We immediately rented a small U-Haul trailer and pulled it behind my customized 1955 Ford all the way to Nashville, Tenn. We moved there for me to study at David Lipscomb College (now known as Lipscomb University). I intended to eventually teach for a living while living in a mission field in the U.S. and preaching for a church part-time. To make that happen, Peggy went to work to earn our main income. Meanwhile, I preached on Sundays for various small churches (Mars Hill Church of Christ northwest of Bowling Green, Kentucky; Greenville Church of Christ, Greenville, KY.; and the Chestnut Ridge Church of Christ way out in the country east of Petersburg, Tenn.).

In 1965, I graduated from Lipscomb U with a major in Speech Communication and minors in History and Bible. My goal was to teach speech courses in a college somewhere, and to do that I needed at least a master’s degree. So with the help of Dr. Bill Banowsky and Dr. Carol Ellis, I applied for and was accepted for graduate study at the University of New Mexico in Albuquerque. So we rented a slighly larger U-Hall  trailer and headed west.

Peggy, again, took a full-time job to help support us while I worked on my master’s degree. She worked as a customer service person at a branch of the Bank of New Mexico out on the east side of Central Avenue (old 66 Highway). And I was awarded an “Assistantship” for a pittance each month to work with the UNM debate team and to teach a beginning speech class. We worshiped with the good folks at the Netherwood Park Church of Christ not far from the UNM campus, and for a time I worked as the Associate Minister with Minister Darrell Rickard.

All was chugging along like clockwork as we lived in a rented duplex near the airport. Then one of life’s little detours happened early in 1966. We found out Peggy was pregnant and would be having our first child in September or so. Well, I finished my course work at UNM and late that summer I began looking for a full-time job. I couldn’t teach on the college level until I had completed my masters, so I talk with a few churches in southern New Mexico about working with them. And the elders of the College Church of Christ (now the University Church of Christ) in Las Cruces invited me to preach for them.

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That’s how it all came about that in September of 1966 I was preaching for the 250-member congregation in Las Cruces and starting to write my master’s thesis on “A Rhetorical Analysis of the Speeches of Robert G. Ingersoll.” Then one night I spoke at a little dinner for our congregation’s college-age students at nearby New Mexico State University. Peggy went with me.

Early the next morning, before sunup, Peggy awoke me complaining about a stomach ache. “I think it may be that spinach we ate last night,” she suggested.

Nope. It wasn’t the spinach. It was our baby and it was on the way. Somehow I got her to Dona Anna Hospital and watched as the nurses wisked her away to begin preparations. I, meanwhile, did the hard part: waiting nervously for our firstborn to make his or her appearance. Okay, okay. I’m kidding. Peggy had quite a long struggle with the birth, but . . . Shazam! Our first child made his grand entry and we slapped on him the exalted (but cumbersome) name of Stanley Eugene Paregien, Jr. After experimenting with various nicknames–such as “Little Stan” and “Junior”–we settled on “Gene.” And that’s what folks called him until he graduated from high school in 1985. However, that same year he joined the Air Force Reserves, where they call you by your first name, regardless. So folks who met him from the start of his college days until now only know him as “Stan.” 

One thing about it, I did not have any trouble indentifying my prodigy in the busy hospital nursery. He was the only baby there with a thin crop of blond hair, while there were about a dozen Hispanic babies there with beautiful and full crops of coal-black hair.

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Stan Jr. (“Gene”) days after his birth in 1966.

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Alright, now lets “fast forward” to the fact that Stan Jr. started kindergarden at Stroud, Oklahoma and graduated from high school there in 1985.

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Stan Jr.’s very first day of school — Stroud, OK — Sept., 1972

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In addition, Gene (as he was known in high school) was a self-motivated kid. That was so whether he was in the classroom or playing in sports. He was a darned good running back in football, and he set two or three school records as a runner in track. 

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He spent the summer of 1985 going through basic training in San Antonio with the U.S. Air Force (Reserves), and that fall he started college at Oklahoma Christian University in Oklahoma City.

That’s when the plot thickened. At OCU he met a pretty and vivacious little gal named Becky McLain from Gallup, New Mexico. By early in 1986 they were talking about getting married. And they did so in Stroud, Oklahoma on May 10, 1986. Stan Jr. became an instant father, as Becky and a beautiful three-year old daughter named Jodi.

1986--018  Stroud, OK  wedding of Becky McLaine and Stan Paregien

The ceremony was performed by Gene/Stan’s maternal grandfather, W.W. (“Woody”) Allen. Becky worked at Hertz’s big reservation center on Northwest Highway to support them while Stan worked on his degree in Public Relations. He worked at a couple of radio stations and also for OCU and got a few grants.

It was a proud moment for all concerned when Stan Jr. in 1989 graduated from Oklahoma Christian University with a degree in Public Relations. He went to work for OCU recruiting students, so for two or three years he traveled out of state a lot. Then he became the Public Relations Director for the “Enterprise Square Museum” right there on the OCU campus. The museum featured the history of and games related to how the U.S. economy works.  

1993--009--GeneParegien--Becky--Jodi

By Easter of 1993, it was obvious that another family member was on the way. Stan Jr. and Becky with Jodi at Edmond, Okla. 

1993--033--OklahomaCity-- Stan Paregien Jr - Becky - Jodi -- Daniel Justin -- born April 27

 

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The Oklahoma City Bombing

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The Air Force sent Stan Jr. from Tinker Air Force Base to the site to document the work that the Air Force was doing to help in the rescue/recovery effort. Even the national media were kept more than a hundred yards away, but he was right up in the carnage. He later went on a local TV show showing the photos that he had taken.

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Stan Jr., Becky, Jodi and Daniel at Christmas time in Edmond, OK.

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1998--005-- Bosnia - Stan Paregien Sr, USAF-Reserves

 

1998--042 -- former Oklahoma Governor George Nigh -- with 2nd Lt StanParegien Jr, USAF Reserves

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1999-014-- Midwest City, OK - 2nd Lt Stan Paregien Jr, USAF - tornado hit Tinker AFB

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L to R, FRONT:  Jodi (McLain) Paregien & brother Daniel. BACK:  Peggy Paregien, Evelyn Cauthen Paregien Spradling (Stan Jr.’s grandmother), Becky Paregien, and Stacy (Paregien) and husband John Magness . . . at our house on Neptune Road in Edmond, OK.

1999-067- Oklahoma City - Lt Gov Mary Fallin - 'Fergie,' Dutchess Of York - Stan Paregien Jr

1999-069- Midwest City, OK - Oklahoma Senator James Inhoff - Stan Paregien Jr - Tinker AFB

1999-081-- Edmond, OK -- xmas -- Paregien - Magness families

Front row: Christal & Stacy (Paregien) Magness, Dylan Magness, Daniel Paregien with his sister Jodi.  2nd Row: Stan Paregien Jr., John Magness, Evelyn (Cauthen) Paregien Spradling [Stan Sr.’s mom], & Becky Paregien. 3rd Row: Stan Paregien Sr. and Peggy. At the home of Stan Sr. on South Neptune Road in Edmond, OK.

Soon the Air Force moved Stan Jr. to an assignment as the Public Information Officer for Scott Air Force Base in Belleville, IL. Becky found a good job in the Information Technology department at the world headquarters of Enterprise Car Rental in nearby St. Louis, Missouri. The family first bought a home due south of there out in the country near Barnhart, Missouri.

After two or three years, they moved across the Mississippi River to the little farm community of Waterloo, Illinois. They bought a large two-story house south of town.

2001-041-- Wagonner, Okla -- jam-Thanksgiving at the state lodge

2002-013  Edmond, OK -- 80th birthday for Evelyn Cauthen Paregien Spradling

2002-095-- Edmond, OK - Christmas Stan Paregien, Sr - Peggy - Stacy P Magness - StanJr

Daniel Paregien and his father, Stan Jr., playing music in their Union Army uniforms (Civil War vintage) at an encampment and festival south of St. Louis, Missouri.

2002-163 - Daniel and Stan Paregien Jr in their Civil War uniforms

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2003--339--  IRAQ -- Kirkuk -- Senator Hillary Clinton with Stan Paregien Jr in December

2003--340  IRAQ -- Kirkuk -- Captain Stan Pregien Jr with Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld in December

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2004-045 OKC - Stan Paregien Sr family - S P Jr family - John Magness family

Then, in 2004, the Stan Paregien Jr. family expanded even more. Daughter Jodi and her husband Brandon Barrow had a baby they named Dominic. Stan and Becky’s first grandchild.

2004-079 Long Beach, CA  -  Jodi and Brandon Barrrow with baby son Dominic

2004-147-- IRAQ -- Kirkuk --- Stan Paregien Jr -- snowman -- Feb 20

2006-248 Daniel and family

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Christmas time in Waterloo, IL. Brandon Barrow family–Jodi and childdren Dominic and Bailee, and the Stan Paregien Sr. family–Becky and Daniel.

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Several of the folks in the 2010 photo above were little kids that Stan Jr. started Kindergarden with at Stroud (Okla.), in 1972. It says something good about one’s character and integrity when you are loyal to them and they to you for 38 years .

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This was my dear mother’s last Christmas on this earth. She died from complications of Alzheimer’s Disease just a few weeks later, on Feb. 23, 2011.

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Stan Jr, Daniel, Stan Sr, Christal & Rindiro

Becky Paregien & son Daniel & husband Stan Jr

 

 

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Hey, there has never been any doubt that our son knows how to have a lot of fun himself and how to make a lot of other folks smile, too.

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Whew, well folks, there you have it. After looking at the previous photos, you’ll understand why Peggy and I are so proud of our son. He has become a professional soldier, a fine writer and photographer, and a  loving husband, father and grandfather. He has also proven himself to be a dedicated Christian who is active in their local congregation, and he has demonstrated a compassionate spirit for those who are down and nearly out. 

Is he perfect? Heck, no. Not by a long shot. But Stan Jr. keeps chugging along and trying to be a better person and to help others do the same.

So . . . won’t you join his mother and me as we wish him a very happy 50th birthday? 

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Issue 330 – Stacy’s 45th Birthday

The Paregien Journal  —  Issue 330  —  April 20, 2016  — Stan Paregien, Sr.

Well, well, well. It finally happened. Our youngest child has turned, . . . gulp, . . . 45 years of age. Where, oh where, did all the years go? Peggy and I sometimes look back to when we were dating, 1961-1962, and recall how we thought both sets of our parents were pretty ancient people. They were not much older than 45. Now our own daughter is 45 . . . and Peggy and I are . . . , well, just a wee bit older than that ourselves.

It is time to wish our dear daughter, Stacy Evelyn Paregien Magness, a very happy birthday. We love you very much, sweetie. 

Poem 439   A Poem for All Adopted Children   -  by Stan Paregien Sr - Copyrighted April 6, 2016

And now, . . . a few “blasts from the past.”

1973-090--A   Piru, CA  --  Stan and Peggy Paregien with son Gene and daughter Stacy at Harold Paregien's house

Peggy & Stan Paregien with children Stacy and Gene (ak Stan Jr.) at the Harold & Evelyn Paregien home on the Edwards Ranch, just 1 mile west of Piru, Calif., in 1983.

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1974--054  Stacy Paregien- -LakeTexhoma - near Durant, OK

1975-006  --  CouncilBluffs, IA  --  Stan Paregien Family - Peggy, Gene, Stacy

The Stan Paregien family in 1975 in Council Bluffs, Iowa

1977-002--A  Stroud, OK -- Stan Paregien Family -- Peggy, Gene and Stacy

1977-042  LakeCharles, LA - Stacy Paregien and Gene playing in a rain storm - by Stan Paregien

1977-054  -  Stroud, OK  -  Stacy Paregien on Shag

Stacy and her horse “Shag” in Stroud, Oklahoma

1978--059--A   Ventura,  CA --  School photo of  Stacy Paregien

1979--026  Stroud, OK -- Stacy Paregien's  8th Birthday in April

1979--031--A  -  -StroudOK---Gene and Stacy Paregien drag a Christmas tree up from our neighbor's pasture

Oh, hey, did I mention that the aggressively spreading Red Cedar tree is not only a great nuisance to farmers and ranchers . . . but it is a major cause of allergy problems in Oklahoma. But there we were with that doggone big tree in the middle of our living room for at least two weeks prior to Christmas. It also dried out very fast, despite a watering hole under the base, so it became a ball of fire just waiting to happen. Guess we were just dumb, ignorant . . . and happy way back then.

1980--011  ---  Stroud, OK  --  Stacy Paregien

Ain’t she just plum cute?

1980--016  --  Stroud, OK  --  Stacy Paregien's horse

1980--021   Stacy Paregien's birthday --  with Gene

1980--030--H  Stroud, OK  --  Stacy Paregien on a raft

1980--054--OK--Lake Tenkiller--Stacy Paregien diving into a pool

1981--033--A  Stroud, OK  Stan Paregien, Stacy and Gene - cowboys on the farm

1981--047--B  --  Stroud, OK  --  Peggy Paregien -Stacy - Gene - Stan

1982--029  -- Stroud, OK  --  Stacy Paregien's birthday party

That is their cousin, Connie King (now Williams), at the far right. Daughter of Bill and Paula King. 

1982--044  --  Stroud, OK  -- Stacy Paregien -- horse Dolly

 

1983--055  --  Stroud, OK  --  Stan Paregien baptizing daughter Stacy on Dec 25th at the Church of Christ

 

1983--063 -- Stroud, OK -  Stacy Peggy on her 12th birthday - April 20

1983--080 -- Stroud, OK  -  Stacy Paregien with Kathy Lynnh Beckmann on Stacy's horse

 

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1984--059--OK--Stroud--Stacy Paregien -- fall

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1985--088--OK--Stroud--Stacy Paregien -- 14th birthday -- April 20

1985--098--OK--Stroud--Peggy and Stan Paregien Sr with Stan Jr and Stacy--April

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Oops. That label, above, should have read “1986.”

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Since then, good ol’ John has added some 60 books to his “Hank the Cowdog” series and countless CDs of “Hank the Cowdog’s Favorite Songs” (most of which feature John’s singing voice and musical expertise, plus his songwriting skills). Quite a home-grown success. He lives on his ranch outside of Perryton, Texas.

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1987--017-- Stacy Paregien -- Sr Photo -- Snyder, TX

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1987--055-- Laverne, OK  Stacy Paregien with her mom, Peggy

1987--062-- Laverne, OK   -  Stan and Peggy Paregien with Stacy

1987--063-- Laverne, OK   -  Stacy Paregien in Sept

1988--012-- Snyder, TX  --  Stacy Paregien and date on  Halloween

Stacy Paregien with DeWayne Clinkenbeard in about 1988 in Snyder, TX

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1988--020--F  --  San Diego, CA  --  WWA Convention  --actor Iron Eyes Cody with Stacy Paregien

Stacy Paregien with movie actor Iron Eyes Cody at the Western Writers of America conference in the summer of 1988 in San Diego, Calif.

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Here is what a group of female, Oklahoma domestic engineers can accomplish:

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1989-0181989-031  --  Snyder, TX  --  Stacy Paregien -- sch photo - senior year

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1989-142--TX--Snyder-- Stacy Paregien - Dwain Clinkenbeard - prom

1990--0003--Wedding--John Magness - Stacy Paregien - Snyder, Texas

1990--0021--SnyderTX--PeggyParegien--Stacy--19thBirthday--April20

1991--006--LongviewTX--StacyMagness-John-Dylan--Nov7

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1995--005--TX--Kilgore--Stacy-Dylan-Christal-JohnMagness

Stacy & John Magness with their growing family: Dylan and little sister Christal. Kilgore, Texas – 1995

1998--057 -- Beckville, TX - Stacy Paregien Magness

1999-040-- John Magness - Stacy - Dylan - Christal

1999-081-- Edmond, OK -- xmas -- Paregien - Magness families

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2014--09--11   02  Bastrop, TX  --  Christal and Stacy Magness -- by Peggy Paregien

2014--09--11   04  Bastrop, TX  --  Christal Magness - Stacy Magness - Peggy Paregien

2015--12--10   2696    Snook, Texas  --  Family of John and Stacy P Magness

2015--12--10   2698    Snook, Texas  --  John and Stacy Magness with Dylan and Christal _edited-1

2040  --  2015--09--24  Snook, TX - Stacy Paregien Magness and hubby John - 25th Anniv

We are so proud of you, Stacy. You will always have a special place in our hearts.

— Love, Mom and Dad

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NEXT TIME:  “Music: Merle Haggard & More.” That issue on April 25th will contain my personal essay on the life and career of country music star Merle Haggard (who died just recently). Lots of photos and probably lots of tidbits of information about him that you never knew. Also, some information about the resurgence of “house concerts” across the country. And a handful of songs with guitar chords for your use or to pass along to others. It is a good ‘un.

 

 

Issue 327 – Life in Florida, Part 3

The Paregien Journal  —  Issue 327  —  March 3, 2016  

Stan Paregien, Editor

Life in Florida, Part 3

 2016--0178--B   Feb 3  -- Bradenton, FL -- sunrise by Peggy Paregien

Florida  -- in the winter  -- 032016--0178--C   Feb 3  -- Bradenton, FL -- Holmes Beach at Anna Maria Island   --   by Peggy Paregien

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2016--0178--D   Feb 3  -- Bradenton, FL -- Holmes Beach at Anna Maria Island   --   by Peggy Paregien2016--0178--F   Feb 8  -- Sarasota, FL -- Peggy Paregien with sister Charlotte Richardson2016--0179   Feb 09   Bradenton, FL  --  Don Bett's 84th Birthday - born in 1932 -- by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0180--B   Feb 17  air orchids -- Peggy Paregien2016--0189   Feb 20  Bradenton, FL  --  wild parrots by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0191   Feb 20  Bradenton, FL  --  wild parrots by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0191--B   Feb 22  Bradenton, FL  --  sunrise by Peggy Paregien

On to Tarpon Springs, Florida

2016--0192--A   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Hella's Greek Restaurant and Bakery --  by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0192--B   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Peg Paregien with Becky Paregien --  by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0194--A   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Stan Paregien Jr, Peg, Becky  --  by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0194--B     Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Stan Paregien Sr and Stan Jr - by Peggy Paregien girl2016--0195   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Stan Paregien Jr,   --  by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0196   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Stan Paregien Jr,   --  by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0197   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Stan Paregien Jr,   --  by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0200   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sponge diver, Stan Jr, Peg, Becky   --  by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0202   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Becky and Stan Paregien Jr in front of sponge boat   --  by Stan Paregien Sr2016--0203   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sign - I'm a flipflop kinda girl2016--0204--A   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sponge diver - by Stan Paregien

The man, above, drove the boat and described the history of the sponge industry.

2016--0204--D   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sponge diver - by Stan Paregien2016--0204--F   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sponge diver - by Stan Paregien2016--0204--G   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sponge diver - by Stan Paregien2016--0204--H   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sponge diver - by Stan Paregien2016--0204--K   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sponge diver - by Stan Paregien2016--0205   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sponge diver - by Peggy Paregien2016--0206   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  sponge - by Peggy Paregien2016--0208--A   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Becky and Stan Paregien JR - by Peggy Paregien2016--0209   Feb 22  Tarpon Springs, FL  --  Peggy and Stan Paregien SR - byStan Paregien JR

Holmes Beach, Florida

2016--0211   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Becky - Stan Paregien JR at Holmes Beach -  by Peggy Paregien2016--0212--E   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--F   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--G   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--J   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--K   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--L   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--M   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--N   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--O   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--P   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--0212--Q   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

Florida  -- in the winter  -- 02

2016--0212--S   Feb 23  Bradenton, FL   --  Holmes Beach -  by Stan Paregien

2016--02--19  Bradenton, FL Herald -- Tourism numbers still breaking state records -- page 1 of 2

2016--02--19  Bradenton, FL Herald -- Tourism numbers still breaking state records -- page 2 of 2

Looking for a little pad, maybe even close to the beach?

Houses for sale in Bradenton, FL in Feb, 2016

Well, folks, there are plenty of things to interest most any visitor to Florida. Most come here from October through May to experience our relatively warm weather when it is cool or even down-right cold in other northern states. Others come to watch most major league baseball teams getting in their spring baseball practices. Some nerdy folks like me really appreciate the historic areas of Florida, from the tip of Key West up to far northeast Jacksonville and far northwest Pensacola. There are museums and old mansions and graveyards that are centuries old. There’s the art deco part of Miami, the Cuban community of Ybor City within Tampa, the old fishing village here at nearby Cortez, and the quaint Greek fishing village of Tarpon Springs (as you’ve seen, above).

So, whether your passion is in music, hiking, photography, swimming in the Atlantic or in the more sedate Gulf of Mexico, bicyling, horseback riding, sailboating, fishing, golfing, birding, stock car racing, space craft, antiquing and shopping thrift stores, . . . whatever it may be, . . . Florida certainly has an abundance of opportunities awaiting you.

Oh, by the way, please . . . pretty please . . .  take just a moment to regisiter your name and email address at my blog. We’ll automatically send you a simply email notice whenever I’ve posted an item here. Pretty neat, huh? And we do not share your name or email with anyone else.

Until next time, so long from . . . ah, yes . . . Paradise.

AAC  List of eBooks by Stan Paregien Sr  -  2016-02-06

AA  Fair Use Disclaimer - 01 -- designed on by Stan Paregien Sr on 2016-02-01

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Issue 325 – A Pet’s Death

The Paregien Journal  —  Issue 325   —  Feb. 16, 2016

Stan Paregien, Editor

A Pet’s Death

Many years ago, in the dawn of the television era, I went through my regular nightly ritual. I watched the “Tonight Show” with Johnny Carson. That night one of his guests was one of my favorite actors, cowboy or other wise, the tall and lanky stammerer, James (“Jimmy”) Stewart. They spend a few minutes chatting Hollywood style. Then Johnny turned serious and said, “Jimmy, we know you’re a pretty darned good poet because you’ve shared your poems with us before. But I understand you’re going to read a new one for us that has special meaning for you.” And Mr. Stewart said, “That’s right. My wife and I had the companionship of our dog for many years before it recently died. So this poem is about that old friend.” By the time Mr. Stewart finished reading his poem, he was in tears and so was Johnny Carson and the whole audience, and no doubt thousand of viewers in their homes.  

[NOTE:  I have included that full poem at the end of this blog entry.]

1981  -- actor Jimmy Stewart reading a poem to Johnny Carson

Such is the bond between a good person and a wonderful dog.

Peggy and I certainly have had our share of wonderful dogs over the years of our married life. We bought Penny, a registered Rat Terrier puppy, early in 2000 when she was just a few weeks old. That was just outside of Edmond, Oklahoma. Over the 16 years of her life (103 years in comparative human life), she became a loved and cherished companion to Peggy and to me. Let’s be clear, though, Penny was unabashedly partial to Peggy. 

That spunky, playful Rat Terrier won a place in our hearts right from the beginning when she was about the size of my hand. She was a natural hunter, often catching slow birds and small rabbits in our back yard. And she was a skilled “personal warning system,” alerting us to anyone or anything which invaded her space. She never met another dog, no matter how large, that she didn’t think she could beat in a dog fight. 

For example, one fine day Peggy and I were strolling down Broadway Avenue in Edmond. We had Penny on a leash. As we started by a high-dollar antique store, Penny went into an aggressive attack mode to defend us against a perceived aggressor. She went into a barking frenzy as she strained at the leash to get at the offender. The “aggressor” in this case was . . . a 3-foot high stone statue of a lion. We got quite a laugh out of that.

Penny was very much a “lap dog.” She loved snuggling up in our laps and beside us on our recliner, and she was never in a hurry to get down. Sometimes Penny would sleep on our bed with us and she always wanted under the covers. That was because, being a short-haired dog, she was easily chilled.

In 2012, when we decided to investigate possibly moving to Florida, we made several trips down there. Mark and Joy Lombardi kindly allowed us to stay in his mom’s “seasonal home” in a mobile home community in Largo while we looked for a home. We searched from Largo all the way down to Venice for places which would allow us to bring our two dogs with us. 

At one place there in Largo, we found a nice home in a 55+ mobile home community. We were looking around one day and stopped to ask a man, who was walking his dog, how he liked living there. He said he really liked it but also mentioned they had a one-dog per household policy. So we went to see the sales manager and told him our situation, that we had two dogs. He smiled and said, “Well, if they look alike, you could just walk them outside one at a time.” Obviously, the guy really wanted to make a sale. But we didn’t want to start off bending any rules, so we kept looking.

Then we found a very nice 55+ manufactured home community in Bradenton. We were assured by the sales person that there would be no problem for us to have two dogs there. “Lots of people have two dogs here,” she smiled. So we moved forward with plans to live there. About half-way through the deal, we were told in firm, no-bending-of-the-rules language that some people had two dogs because they were “grandfathered in” before the rule change. Now each new household could have only one dog, weighing no more than 20 pounds.

Yikes. That put us in a real dilemma. After weighing all options, including re-starting a search for a home, I made the case for starting our new life–with lots of travel in our plans–without the concern for a dog. So we finally decided to bite the bullet. We asked our daughter in Snook, Texas if she would be willing to take both Penny and Laddie (our stunningly beautiful miniature Sheltie). And she kindly agreed to do so, even though they already had three dogs of their own. But they do have a large house with a very large back yard. The deed was done a few weeks before we moved to Florida in June of 2013. 

Penny had several more good years with the Magness family. But the last couple of years were struggles for her. Her vision was starting to fail and her hearing was going, too. And she had arthritis in her joints. She moved like an old lady in just getting around, but she moved like a whirlwind when she chased after a squirrel or after one of the other dogs.

Stacy told us about how loving and caring and protective that Laddie was regarding the senior citizen Penny. When all the dogs were fed and went out the door to play, Laddie would linger behind and escort Penny out to the yard. And he seemed to sympathize with her when she found it hard to walk.

Then Penny–at the relatively old age of 16–developed a reoccuring cancer. She began to stumle and fall,  and lost her bladder control. We certainly agreed with Stacy’s reluctant assessment that the time had come to give dear Penny a deserved release from her great pain and suffering. Stacy took her to a local veternarian at 4:00 pm this afternon (Texas time). Penny is gone but will never be forgotten by those of our family and friends who were loved by her and who loved her so very much.

She was a blessing to us beyond any words we can say.

2000-060---Peggy-napping-Penny

 

2002-092--Hinton, OK -  group - Red Rock Canyon Cowboy Poetry Gathering - copyrighted by S Paregien

That is Stan in front, with the red tie. Peggy is just behind Penny. 2002 in Red Rock Canyon near Hinton, Oklahoma.

2002-095-- Edmond, OK - Christmas Stan Paregien, Sr - Peggy - Stacy P Magness - StanJr

2002-098--Paregien Family at Christmas in Edmond, OK

 

2003--104   Edmond, OK  -  Penny and the puppie, Pepper

2003--230   Edmond, OK -- Evelyn P Spradling with Penny in our 'Okie Storm Shelter,' the closet

2003-247--B  Edmond, OK - Penny, Peg, Christal, Daniel, Dylan

2003-266--Peg-with-Penny-Pepper--xmas

2003--312   Edmond, OK  -- Peggy and Daniel Paregien with Penny

2006

2006-203   Edmond, OK - Penny with Dominic Barrow

2006-1104 OKC  Penny 8-5-06

2007

2007-0382-Peg-Penny

Peggy with Penny at Edmond, Okla., in 2007 [by Stan Paregien]

2007-0398 Jodi-Penny-Dom

Our granddaughter, Jodi Paregien Barrow, and her son Dominic with Penny at Edmond, Okla., in 2007. [by Stan Paregien]

2008

2008-0196 dog - Penny

 

2008-0631 PennyOnPeggy

2008-0877-Peg-Penny

Peggy Paregien with our little reindeer, Penny, at Christmas in 2008. Edmond, Okla.

2009

2009-0194--Jodi--Penny--Apr13

Our granddaughter, Jodi Paregien Barrow, gently stroked Penny into a completely relaxed position. 2009.  Edmond, Okla.

2009-1205--Stan-Penny-napping--byPP

2010

2010--0066--Snow-Peggy-Stan-Jan30

2010--0069--Snow-Stan-Penny-Jan30-byPP

2010--0042--Ice-SnowStorm--Jan29--bySP

2010--1332--EvelynSpradling--Penny

2010--0096--Peg-Gabby-Penny

“Gabby” was a beautiful little cowdog given to us by friends. However, she turned out to be much too energetic for us to handle. So after our friends took her back, Peggy discovered our next love–a rescued dog up for adoption at our Petsmart store in Edmond. Laddie was definitely a “keeper,” too.

2010--2358--Penny-iand-Laddie--n-Halloween-costumes

2010--2490--EdmondOK--Nov29--PeggyParegien--Penny--bySP

2010--2556--EdmondOK--Dec13--Stan-with-dogs--byPP

2010--2592---EvelynSpradling--Penny---EdmondOK

2011

2011--0218--OK--Edmond--snow--Feb9--Peg-Penny-Laddie

2011--1670--OK--PegParegien-Penny

A female pirate (Penny).  Edmond, Ok.  Halloween, 2011 – by Stan Paregien Sr

Sitting: Rindiro & Stella Chrysostome. Standing: Stan Paregien Sr and Peggy
Sitting: Rindiro & Stella Chrysostome. Standing: Stan Paregien Sr and Peggy

2001-094--  Wagoner, OK --- Western Hills Lodge ---Thanksgiving

Christmas – 2012

2012--3373--OK--Edmond--Nov 10--Francios Birori and our dog Penny

 

2013

Gone to the Dogs

2013--0684  Snook, TX - May 12 - Stacy Magness and her mom Peggy Paregien

Peggy Paregien with Penny and Laddie
Peggy Paregien with Penny and Laddie

2013--0814--X17  Snook, Texas  - giving Penny and Laddie to daughter Stacy Magness

 

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2014

2014--09--12   05    Snook, TX  --  Peggy Paregien with Penny   -- by Stan Paregien

2015

2015--04--28   A01B  Snook, TX  -- Stacy P Magness - by Stan Paregien

Like her mother, our daughter Stacy Evelyn Paregien Magness has always had a kind and gentle heart, both for animals and for people having hard times. So she loved on and fed and cared for Penny, as well as Laddie, for nearly three years. We are so glad that, though we could not be there at the end of Penny’s life, Stacy could be. And so the last face Penny saw was the face of one who loved her as much as we did.

Well, as promised, I have inserted below a copy of Jimmy Stewart’s simple but emotionally charged poem about his dog, Beau.

Beau - by Jimmy Stewart --  Page 1 of 3Beau - by Jimmy Stewart --  Page 2 of 3Beau - by Jimmy Stewart --  Page 3 of 3

Flash on Feb. 17:   Hey, I just found a video/movie clip of Jimmy Stewart reading his poem (above) in 1981. Stop whatever your plans are . . . and take about three minutes to listen to dear ol’ Jimmy read that poem in his unmistakable style. You’ll be glad you did.

Here it is:

http://mentalfloss.com/article/72109/watch-jimmy-stewart-read-sweet-poem-about-his-dog

 

Pawprints Left By You  --  a poem

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Issue 306 — The Donald Trump Song

Issue 306      —    The Donald Trump Song  —  Paregien Journal —  Sept. 29, 2015

Gather ’round the campfire, kids of all ages, and I’ll tell you a tale.

You see, folks, there was this time out in the wild lands of “The Land of Enchantment” (also known as New Mexico) a young feller and his beautiful, young wife did some serious praying. They wanted to expand their family from dos (just the two of them) to tres o mas (three or more). So they snuggled up real close on some of those cold nights in Albuquerque. And on one very hot day in a hospital in Las Cruces (The Crosses) they had themselves a boy child.

1966-046 Poem-GodBlessYouMySon

Now, reckon what they named the little feller? No, it wasn’t George. Not Pedro. Not Barak or Gladamir or Tex. Nope. The little lady deferred to her creative husband and they named the innocent and unsuspecting blue-eyed, blond-haired baby . . . Stanley Eugene Paregien, Jr., but they called him “Gene.” That was way back just after the ancient oceans had receded from New Mexico and left it mainly high and dry. The day was September 30th. And that, friends and neighbors, is how Peggy and I entered the mysterious, frustrating, enchanting realm of parenthood.

1966-036-B --Stan - Peg Pargien -- Stan Jr -- LasCruces

Okay, I said all of that so Peggy and I can say this: Happy birthday to our favorite son (also our only son), Gene Paregien, known better after high school as Stan Paregien. Junior, that is. We love you a bunch.

1807 -- 2015--08--01 B11 Holmes Beach, FL -- Stan Jr, Bailee, Dom - by P Paregien

Another Great Country Singer Passes

Those of us who are members of OTDC (Older Than Dirt Club) fondly remember the wonderful harmony of a trio of singers called “The Browns.” That was Jim Ed Brown (baritone) and his sisters, Maxine Brown (alto) and Bonnie Brown (soprano). There was a brief note in our local newspaper (I used the term loosely) today that Bonnie Brown of Dardanelle, AR is in the final stage of lung cancer and that, . . . oh by the way, . . . Jim Ed Brown died of cancer back in June. Never heard a word about his passing.

So I found Jim Ed Brown’s official web site at:  http://www.jimedbrown.com/ .  

It was Maxine Brown who sorta pushed her handsome brother, Jim Ed, into show biz in Little Rock. Before long, she joined him on stage. And in 1954 Jim Ed and Maxine became part of the hugely popular “Louisiana Hayride” radio broadcast in Shreveport, Louisiana. That same year their catchy song, “Looking Back to See,” hit Number 8 on the country chart, and they were off and running fast. Sister Bonnie made it a family trio in 1955. 

The Browns -- Maxine, Jim Ed and Bonnie - he died June 11, 2015

It 1959 they made recording history when “The Three Bells” (also known as “The Chapel Bells Were Ringing”) crossed all kinds of music borders. You may watch them sing that song from a 1963 TV video now posted on YouTube [ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HTkbj56bnYs and then, just for old times sake, watch as senior citizens Maxine, Bonnie and Jim Ed sing the song in about 2008 at: https://youtu.be/EoU_Od2nJj0 . Still mighty nice.]. Their fabulous three-part harmony rocketed the song to Number 1 on the Country chart, Number 1 on the Pop chart and Number 10 on the Rhythm & Blues chart. The trio became members of the Grand Ole Opry cast in 1963, but just four years later broke up.

Jim Ed Brown continued to perform solo. He had a hit with “Pop-a-Top,” . . . but it just wasn’t the same. Then in 1976 he had the good fortune of forming a duet with golden throated Helen Cornelius. They had a Number 1 Country hit with “I Don’t Want to Have to Marry You.” [ Watch them sing that song 32 years later, in 2008, in a TV video posted on YouTube at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFpcR3GvmVc .]   And in 1977 they were named the Country Music Association’s Duet of the Year.

Jim Ed Brown and Helen Cornelius -- 2

Many years later, in the late 1980s, I got to do a phone interview with Helen Cornelius. She was in her home in Nashville and I was in our studio at KSNY Radio in Snyder, Texas. She was a very personable and talented lady.

On March 25, 2015, the CMA organization announced they would induct Jim Ed Brown and The Browns into the County Music Hall of Fame in Nashville later in the year. Unfortunately, the melodious Jim Ed Brown died of lung cancer on June 11, 2015. He was 81 years of age.

The Trump

The other night I watched as Donald Trump held court in another of his “Ain’t I Just Great!” interviews. His Highness, the only multi-billionaire in the contest to become the Republican party’s candidate for president, chants his matra that he alone has the business acumen to save we commoners. Not surprisingly, that is also the theme song being sung by former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton. She would have us believe that, as a multi-millionaire, she knows the pain of the working class and if we elect her she will set all things right. My guess is she lies about other things, too.

But I digress.

Mr. Trump bangs his big drum — thump, thump, thump — for his favorite person. Himself. And that reminded me of a very old song that might work well for his campaign. It is, “I Love Me, I Love Me, I’m Wild About Myself.”  

I Love Me, I Love Me, I'm Wild About My Self -- 1922 - Jack Haley and Will Mahoney--Page 1

I Love Me, I Love Me, I'm Wild About My Self -- 1922 - Jack Haley and Will Mahoney--Page 2

2039 -- 2015--09--24 Snook, TX - Stacy Paregien Magness and hubby John - 25th Anniv

2040 -- 2015--09--24 Snook, TX - Stacy Paregien Magness and hubby John - 25th Anniv

1990--0003--Wedding--John Magness - Stacy Paregien - Snyder, Texas

They were a beautiful couple back in 1990, and they still are. Congratulations to Stacy and John, “The Magness Team.”

2017-B -- 2015--09--05 Sarasota, FL - Landes 50th Anniversary -- Clay Landes and Pat -- by Stan Paregien

We got to share this great moment with friends Clay and Pat Landes back on Sept. 5th., in celebration of their 50th anniversary. Amazingly, Clay’s parents back in Indiana recently celebrated their 75th anniversary. Wow. 

2035 -- 2015--09--23 Bradenton, FL - Smiths - Karin - Jean Pendergrass

We have known Jean Pendergrass (right; lives in Venice) for over two years. She marches to the beat of three different drummers, all at once and while chewing bubblegum. She is a super-nice and a super-active Christian lady. She and her new friend Karin (to her right) of Jamaica came for lunch at our home last week. Joining the party were new residents of Venice, Dr. and Mrs. Brian (Ruth) Smith, M.D..  Brian and Ruth (a retired R.N.) met in Africa while on their own respective Christian medical missions, and Africa is where they were married. They moved here from McAllen, Texas, where he served as an elder in their local church for the last 15 years or so.

Muslim Logic -- posted on the internet in 2015

Reynolds, Lisa -- The Hanukkah Stomp - REMINISCE, Dec-Jan, 2013, page 58

Logo -- Plantation Grove Notes -- 01

These next few items may be of particular interest to the residents in Plantation Grove Mobile Home Park, where Peggy and I hang our straw hats. 

2036 -- 2015--09--24 Ed Hutchinson and Stan Paregien by Virginia Corbin

Here are the birthday folks for October that I know about here in Plantation Grove Mobile Home Park:

Stan Paregien (2nd), Kent Abel (5th), Keith Carsen (10th), Peggy Paregien (13th), Holly Woolums (15th), Elaine Chartier, Ray Chartier, and Rick Dorricott.

2038 -- 2015--09--23 Peggy Paregien's 'Poopmobile'

As we say down here in Paradise, into each life some poop . . . er, I mean . . . some rain must fall. And we have had a lot of it (rain, that is) this summer and now into the start of fall. The best days are coming up fast, though, as we get slightly cooler days and less rain and more sunshine. Ah, yes, now I remember why we moved down here.

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Issue 301 — The Battle of Vicksburg, Part 2

Issue 301    —    The Paregien Journal    —    May 26, 2015

The Battle of Vicksburg, Part 2

by Stan Paregien Sr.

[See my previous post for more photos.]

Peggy and I spent a total of about eight hours, over a two-day period, touring the site of the Battle of Vicksburg, Mississippi back in April of 2015. It was a bit of a depressing venture, each time we thought of the thousands of men who were killed in the Battle or who had suffered horrific wounds; but there was strength in the knowledge that the common soldiers–with widely differing views of slavery and secession–fought with courage and honor. 

Today, as back then, it is the old men who create wars and the young men who have to fight them. 

2015--04--16   A43  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  John A Logan   - by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A46-A  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Shirley Homw  - by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A46-B  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Shirley Homw  - by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A47  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Shirley Homw  - by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A48  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Shirley Homw  - yellow rose  - by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A65  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  John McArthur --     by Stan Paregien

Brig.-General John MacArthur cut a dashing figure

2015--04--16   A79  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  ILL 55th Infantry, Orion P Howe    --     by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A88  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Black Union soldiers   --     by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A89  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Black Union soldiers   --     by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A90  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Black Union soldiers   --     by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A105  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  General US Grant  --     by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A106  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  General US Grant  --     by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A135  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  US Navy monument  -  by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A136  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  US Navy monument  -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A144  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  US Navy -  Thomas O Selfridge Jr -  by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A145B  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -   by Peggy Paregien

2015--04--16   A146  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo ironclad battleship -  by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A147  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo ironclad battleship -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A148  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo ironclad battleship -  by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A149  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo ironclad battleship -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A150  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo ironclad battleship -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A151  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo ironclad battleship -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A152  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo ironclad battleship -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A153  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo ironclad battleship -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A158-B  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo  battleship -  by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A160  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A163  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo   -  by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A164  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo   -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A167  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo today  -  by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A169  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo today  -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A170  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo today  -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A175-B  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Battle of Memphis, TN  -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A176  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -    by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A177  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  - USS Saint Louis  -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A179  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo  -  by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A222  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo  -  by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A224  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  USS Cairo  -  by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A297--B  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  General John C Pemberton -- by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A297--C  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  General John C Pemberton -- by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A298  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  by Stan Paregien

End of the Photos of the Battle of Vicksburg.

Logo  -- Events in our world  --  01

IRELAND APPROVES SAME-SEX MARRIAGES

Rainbow button  -- 'Ireland, May 19, 2015

On Friday, May 22, 2015 Ireland became the very first nation in the world to have a popular vote on whether same-sex marriages should be legalized. Virtually all of Ireland’s Catholic Church leaders were opposed to legalizing same-sex marriages, as were most of those age 60 or older.

However, in a stunning show of force the proponents passed the legislation by a vote of 62 per cent in favor and only 38 per cent against it (1,201,607 votes to 734,300). It was a dramatic change for a formerly conservative nation where up until 1993 homosexuality was a criminal offense.

Alex White, the government’s minister for communications, said: “This didn’t change Ireland — it confirmed the change. We can no longer be regarded as the authoritarian state we once might have been perceived to be. This marks the true separation of church and state.”

Gerry Adams, president of Sinn Fein, said: “There are two Irelands, the elite Ireland and the hidden Ireland. And today the hidden Ireland spoke.”

It was certainly a sad day for Christians around the world who believe God’s word–the holy Bible–forbids the practice of homosexuality in any form. I believe, as do most Christians that I know, that we are to love all people and try to be at peace with them. However, that does not mean we must remain silent when we disagree with others. In fact, we have an obligation to share the historic Christian viewpoint as we have opportunity.

For those who are interested in both fairness and truth on this issue, please consider the traditional Christian viewpoint as expressed on these links:

1.  GotQuestions.org  —  http://www.gotquestions.org/gay-marriage.html

2.  ReasonableFaith.org — http://www.reasonablefaith.org/a-christian-perspective-on-homosexuality  Essay by William Lane  Craig.

3.  TCP  —  http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/kevindeyoung/2014/06/17/five-questions-for-christians-who-support-gay-marriage/

England & Ireland

Ireland -- England  -- Prince Charles shakes hands with Gerry Adams

England’s very own Prince Charles not only met but shook hands with Gerry Adams, the President of Ireland’s anti-England organization Sinn Féin. Britains widely believe that Adams was, in fact, on the Irish Republican Army’s ruling council at the very time in 1979 when they murdered Lord Louis Mountbatten, the great-uncle of Prince Charles.

The historic meeting took place at the National University of Ireland in Galway. Prince Charles was drinking a cup of tea as Adams approached him. The Prince shifted his cup to his left hand and with his right hand shook hands with Gerry Adams for some 13 seconds. That happened on Tuesday, May 19, 2015. It remains to be seen whether that handshake will go down as simply an act or courtesy or a significant shift in political relationships.

DEATH OF B.B. KING

King, BB  -- blues guitarist and singer - died in May, 2015  --  03

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King, BB  -- blues guitarist and singer - died in May, 2015

2015--05--22   A01   Memphis, TN  -- Stan Paregien JR and poster of BB King

The photo above is of our son, Stan Paregien Jr., in the foreground of an image of singer and master blues guitarist B.B. King there on Beale Street in Memphis, Tenn. Our son and his wife, Becky, visited there just a week or two before Mr. King’s death after a prolonged illness.

NEXT TIME:  The City of Vicksburg, Mississippi . . . and Much More.

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Issue 300 — Battle of Vicksburg

Issue 300    —    The Paregien Journal    —    May 16, 2015

The Battle of Vicksburg

by Stan Paregien Sr.

0412  2015--03--05   Waterloo, ILL - Stan 'Batman' Paregien, Jr and mom Peggy Paregien - by Stan Paregien

0440   2015   St Louis, MO - Becky P - William Shatner, actor - Stan Paregien Jr

I think maybe our son and daughter-in-law, Stan & Becky Paregien, Jr., were at a comic book convention in St. Louis and had their photo taken with the amazing Captain Kirk (i.e., William Shatner).

0436   2015--03--07   Waterloo, IL - Dan, Jodi, Bailey

Our grandson Daniel Paregien with his sister, Jodi P. Barrow and her daughter, Bailee, getting into the act.

Dogs -- 3-dog-night -- three doggie friends catch a nap -- 2015

Gary England was a metorologist for a TV station in Oklahoma City for over 30 years. In the winter time he was fond of saying, “Looks like it is going to be real cold night. About a three-dog night.”  He meant it was going to be so cold you might want to get three of your dogs to sleep with you to keep you warm. Maybe that’s what this photo is all about.

Books -- Authors -- number 1 seller

Airplane travel -- cartoon - your appendix is about to burst

Aging -- correcting document on your computer with 'white-out'

Anybody over the age of 50 has probably used many bottles of “White Out” to make corrections when we all used to write on typewriters. Unfortunately, that method of correcting typos does not work very well on computer screens.

A Cloud of Witnesses

at the Lord’s Supper

 by Stan Paregien Sr. (March 28, 2015)

 As I was thinking about what I would say today at our communion meal, the phrase in Hebrews 12:1 about us having “a great cloud of witnesses” surrounding us kept popping into my consciousness.

It suggested to me that during this Lord’s Supper we would do well to think back in time for a few minutes. Let’s think of our own families and about the hundreds or even thousands of Christian brothers and sisters we have had communion with over the years since our respective new births. Elders, deacons, Bible school teachers, farmers, business executives, out-of-work laborers, waitresses, college professors, foreigners to our country and sometimes when we were foreigners in another country, and countless women who quietly went about doing good in the name of Christ. The number might be amazing for some of us who have passed our 70th year.

That is exactly what the Hebrews writer was stressing. The “therefore” with which he begins his sentence, points back to his earlier remarks where he admiringly talked about such folks as Abel, Enoch, Noah, Abraham and Sarah, Isaac, Jacob, Joseph, Moses, the Israelites who fled Egypt and spent 40 years in the wilderness, the prostitute Rahab, Gideon, the Israelites who couragely marched around the city of Jericho, Barak, Samson, Jephthah, David, Samuel, and the prophets of old. Almost all of these men and women of faith went through hard times, disappointments, and sometimes rebellion and spiritiual failures. But each continued loving God and and serving him as best they could.

Those people, my brothers and sisters, plus all deceased Christian believers this side of the cross are not just witnesses of how we live and worship today but they are supporters of us. Like a crowd at a track meet, they urge us to be faithful to the end of our time . . . and will welcome us to eternity. And, most importantly, the Holy Spirit, Jehovah God and Jesus Christ himself will crown us as victors.

And we know that where even two or three disciples are gathered together in the name of Christ that he has promised to be there for their encouragement (Matthew 18:20). To him be praise forever and ever.

2015--04--05--B1 -- Washington, DC -- Major Stan Paregien Jr - USAFR

The above photo is of our son, Stan Paregien Jr., on one of his job-related visits to Washington, DC. He is a major in the Air Force. I remember taking him to Oklahoma City the day after his graduation from high school in 1985 to take his physical exam to go through training with the Air Force. We are certainly proud of his accomplishments and advancements within the Air Force. And we’re even more proud of his commitments to his family, to his friends and to his Christian faith. He also knows how to have fun and relax, as evidenced by his “used car lot” at his house: three “normal” cars, a motorcycle, a “Robert Lee” car identical to the one on the old “Dukes of Hazard” TV show, and . . . . a Batmobile. I’m not kidding. A few years back he bought a 1970s convertible that some other Batman fan had painted black, with red trim and a Batman symbol on the car door, and installed a fake “jet exhaust” on the rear. Both cars really get the attention of folks out on the road.

2015--03--30--03   Bradenton, FL -- new dog, 6-yr old Allie - a pom

Yep, we are dog owners, again. We were given this 6-year old female pom by a young couple in Tampa. Allie has a sweet disposition, is well house-broken and gets along well with other dogs. She is definitely a “woman’s dog” who is still in the process of warming up to me.  We left her with our neighbor, Virginia Corbin, for 17 days while we cavorted from here to Oklahoma and Texas and back. Now Allie thinks Virginia is her indulgent grandmother and wants to stop by her house for a hug every day.

2015--03--30--05-A   Bradenton, FL -- new dog, 6-yr old Allie - a pom

2015--04--16   A02   Vicksburg, MS  -- logo designed by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A03E  Vicksburg, MS  -- Battle of Vicksburg

2015--04--16   A03F  Vicksburg, MS  -- Battle of Vicksburg 2015--04--16   A03G  Vicksburg, MS  -- Map of National Military Park

2015--04--16   A14  Vicksburg, MS  -- National Battlefield Park entrance - by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A22  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  mockingbird on a  monument  - by Peggy Paregien

2015--04--16   A27-B  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Illinois State Memorial   - by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A27-C  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Illinois State Memorial   - by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A28  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Illinois State Memorial   - by Stan Paregien 2015--04--16   A31  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Illinois State Memorial   - by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A32  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Illinois State Memorial   - by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A33  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Illinois State Memorial   - by Stan Paregien

2015--04--16   A50  Vicksburg, MS  - Nat Battlefield  -  Shirley Homw  -- by Stan Paregien

More next time about the Battle of Vicksburg and the city of Vicksburg.

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Issue 271 – Paregien’s Bed and Breakfast

Issue 271    —  The Paregien Journal    —  March 17, 2014

Paregien’s Bed and Breakfast:

Rules of the House

by Stan Paregien Sr.

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Well, neighbors, we have been invaded by visitors to our little piece of Paradise here in the Florida swamp. So we have decided we have to establish some guidelines for such visits. So here they are.

Paregien's Bed and Breakfast - 01 - Part B

It all began with visits, however brief, here by Darrell and Martha Russell of Edmond, Oklahoma (and now of . . . the open road, as they have retired and are cavorting  around the nation in their RV), then James and Glenda Cotton from Edmond and Phil and Kay Coldiron from near Wellston, Oklahoma.

Then for a week we hosted Peggy’s sister Paula Allen King from near Portland, Oregon. She had previously lived in Guadalajara for some 20 years, so she seemed glad to get back to some warm, dry weather.

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We took Paula to the airport in Tampa on a Saturday and then the next day, on Sunday, we went to the St. Petersburg/Clearwater airport and picked up my cousin Jerry Paregien and his wife Muriel. Jerry was born in California, while I just grew up there from the age of one. Neither of us had a brother, so we are about as close as brothers as you can get. We laughed and laughed, and ate and ate, and laughed some more while they were in Bradenton with us.

2014--0217  Bradenton, FL - Logo Jerry and Muriel Paregien - March 2 to 9

2014--0218-E  St Petersburg, FL - Muriel Paregien and Jerry plus Stan Paregien and Peggy-- March 2

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STAN PAREGIEN JR., BECKY and DANIEL

Well, folks, we took Jerry and Muriel back to the St. Pete/Clearwater airport on Sunday, March 9th at . . . gulp . . . 2:30 a.m. for a 6:30 a.m. flight which did not leave until 9:00 a.m. Their carrier, Tree Tops Airline, says it took the ground crew longer than usual to re-wind the rubber-bands which turn the plane’s propeller. But they got back to the mountains of East Tennessee just fine.

The next day, Monday, March 10th, Peggy and I drove to Tampa International and picked up our son, Stan Jr., and his wife Becky and their son Daniel. During the course of the next week we took them to three of the finest beaches in the region — Holmes Beach on Anna Maria Island here in Bradenton, to Siesta Key Beach in Sarasota, and to Venice Beach & Pier at Venice. We also spent considerable time around the pool and hot tub here in Plantation Grove MHP, plus seeing other area attractions.

2014--0315 -- Bradenton, FL - logo - March 10--16 visit by Stan, Becky & Daniel Paregien

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On Thursday, March 19, Peggy and I hosted a music jam here at our house. There were 19 of us squeezed together in our little cabin, including two guitar players (myself and #1 Son), a mandolin player (Daniel) and a violin/fiddle player (Christine Haines). Everyone seemed to have fun as we also consumed a mountain of “finger foods.”

2014--0368 -- Bradenton,  FL - March 13 - music jam - group - by Peggy Paregien

2014--0355D -- Venice, FL - March 11 - Venice Pier - Stan Paregien JR  and Becky - by Peggy Paregien

2014--0355H -- Venice, FL - March 11 - Peggy and Becky Paregien - by Stan Paregien JR

2014--0374--A Bradenton,  FL - March 14 - shuffleboard - Becky Paregien and Daniel - by Peggy Paregien

We also indoctrinated them with the joys of Senior Citizen and Mobile Home Park shuffle boarding and bicycling. They left without experiencing Senior Citizen bingo (is there any other kind?) and Euchre, not to mention horse shoes.

All good things must come to an end. So about 2:00 p.m. on Sunday, March 16, we took Stan Jr., Becky and Daniel to Tampa for their plane ride back to St. Louis, where they were scheduled to have freezing rain and 2 to 5 inches of snow. Yep, that reminds me again as to why we moved to Florida.

COUSINS “PSYCHO” & “BUBBA”

Well, the real pressure to come up with a set of rules for the Paregien Bed & Breakfast is this: We just got word that two more cousins are headed our way. Those would be biker Willard “Psycho” Paregien from Sioux City, Iowa and Homer “Bubba” Paregien from Sandusky, Ohio (see photos, below). They told us they can’t stay more than a month or so.

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2014--0357 -- Sarasota, FL - March 13 - car museum -  by Stan Paregien

Where is that doggone “No Vacancy” sign of ours when we really need it?

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