Friday, May 19, 2017

Truth is Powerful and it Prevails

A great man does not seek applause or place; he seeks for truth; he seeks the road to happiness, and what he ascertains, he gives to others. 
Robert Green Ingersoll

Friday, May 12, 2017

Motherhood: All Love Begins and Ends There

This is the reason why mothers are more devoted to their children than fathers: it is that they suffer more in giving them birth and are more certain that they are their own.

Saturday, May 6, 2017

A Peony is a Friend Forever

"A rose is a rose, but a peony is a friend forever" The peony is known as the queen of flowers in China, symbolizing wealth and elegance. An omen of good fortune, peonies may also be used to symbolize love and affection.

Friday, April 28, 2017

Fields are more Sacred than Sanctuaries

                                                                  Lancaster Amish,Pennsylvania
      As a spiritual person, nature for me has always been a healing place. Going back all the way to my childhood on the farm, the fields and forests were places of adventure and self-discovery. Animals were companions and friends, and the world moved at a slower, more rational pace than the bustling cities where I'd resided my adult life.                        David Mixner

Monday, April 17, 2017

The Groves were God's First Temples 

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.    Mother Teresa

Friday, April 7, 2017

Guns, Bombs, Warships are All Symbols of Human Failure.

When I was growing up, it was 'Communists'. Now it's 'Terrorists'. So you always have to have somebody to fight and be afraid of, so the war machine can build more bombs, guns, and bullets and everything.       Cindy Sheehan

Saturday, April 1, 2017

Art is the Daughter of Freedom

Art, freedom and creativity will change society
faster than politics.              Victor Pinchuk

Saturday, March 25, 2017

Rock and Roll is Here to Stay

If you tried to give rock and roll another name, 
you might call it 'Chuck Berry'.     John Lennon 

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Good Fences Make Good Neighbors

I never expected anyone to take care of me, but in my wildest dreams and juvenile yearnings, I wanted the house with the picket fence from June Allyson movies. I knew that was yearning like one yearns to fly.           Maya Angelou

Monday, March 13, 2017

Why Politicians Profess they are Religious!
A tyrant must put on the appearance of uncommon devotion to religion. Subjects are less apprehensive of illegal treatment from a ruler whom they consider god-fearing and pious. On the other hand, they do less easily move against him, believing that he has god on his side.          -Aristotle 

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Love is Power

“No religion is absolutely perfect. Yet not only do we fight for religion, but also are we often willing to sacrifice our lives for it. And what we hopelessly fail to do is to live it. A true religion is that which has no caste, no creed, no colour. It is but an all-uniting and all-pervading embrace.” 
― Sri Chimney       

Monday, February 13, 2017

Do you remember "The Little Rascals" dog, Petey?

Remember Petey the dog from The Little Rascals? The little boy on the right was my father.
Fishtown kids weren't hungry                                
We played, then dined on soup.             
We sailed the Soupy Island Boat for free.                    

Dad worked the fishery; earning a small salary            
Dads drank in the brewery  Moms convened on marble stoops.
Fishtown kids weren't hungry.                              

Summer days, sailing the Delaware, carefree
Can't call a Fishtown kid a dupe           
We sailed the Soupy Island Boat for free.   

We landed at Red Bank, New Jersey; climbed trees,              
Rode the carousel, swam; fifty kids in our group.                 
Fishtown kids weren't hungry.                               

We thought the soup savory  One might disagree   
America was feeding us on her trusty sloop.                      
We sailed the Soupy Island Boat for free.         

In 1945, rent overdue: Not to worry!    
We had each other  we shared our bread and soup.                 
Fishtown kids weren't hungry                    
We sailed the Soupy Island Boat for free.
            by Joan Reese        

Friday, February 3, 2017

Flying A Service Stations Part of Earlier Years.


Death of a Gas Station
They now lie vacant and still.
In the past, drivers came for a fill.
With clean restrooms and soda machines,
these stops were once places with lively scenes.
“Let me check your oil and clean your windshield.”
That is what attendants said at Esso and Richfield.
There was also Sinclair, Atlantic, and Flying-A.
These names are all part of an earlier day.
They were there to help motorists on their way.
Whether they drove a Hudson, Studebaker, or Thunderbird,
service was always the key word.
The pumps are rusty and the windows are boarded.
The old signs are now damaged and distorted.
Walls of the buildings are overgrown with ivy.
Business was brisk at the height of their activity.
However, all that was there is only a memory.
by Robert Pettit 

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Men Offer Her a Dead President


Jukebox rocks, two dozen hardworking dusty men,
Bent elbows lean, Gold liquid flows
Glass rises, lit cigarettes talk.

She poses on a white piano bar,
scantily clad; slow moving, bending,
grinding, shaking, gyrating.

She blows kisses
to admiring eyes
with lustful wishes. 

Cleo's little girl dream
of being rescued
fades with each midnight hour.

She spins around, steelscissors held high.
Scissors reflect mirrored walls;
penetrates smoky beer air.

The scissor flashes down
cutting a hole above her heart.
Cleo offers the red satin circle,

Keepsake for the trucker who watches.
He believes, "She dances for me."
He offers up a dead President.

She cuts a hole here
cuts a hole there.
Soon she can start her own government.

It's hard to know where
first hole began or
last hole ends.
By Joan Reese

Saturday, January 14, 2017

America is Freedom of Mind and Spirit in Man.
Within the soul of America is freedom of mind and spirit in man. Here alone are the open windows through which pours the sunlight of the human spirit. Here alone is human dignity not a dream but an accomplishment. Perhaps it is not perfect, but it is more full in realization here than any other place in the world.          Herbert Hoover

Saturday, January 7, 2017

Americans let us Embrace Abraham Lincoln’s Path of Wisdom.

We the people are the rightful masters of both Congress and the courts, not to overthrow the Constitution but to overthrow the men who pervert the Constitution. 

A house divided against itself cannot stand.

America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves. 

Never stir up litigation. A worse man can scarcely be found than one who does this. 

Friday, December 30, 2016

“Cheers to a New Year and Another Chance for us to Get it Right.”

“The New Year is a painting not yet painted; a path not yet stepped on; a wing not yet taken off! Things haven’t happened as yet! Before the clock strikes twelve, remember that you are blessed with the ability to reshape your life!” 
― Mehmet Murat ildan

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Cleanliness rules just don't apply!


I is as dirty as dirty can beCause I is just a pig you seeI wallow around in my lovely styYour cleanliness rules just don’t applyI love the mud, that gooey stuffAnd as to the odor, I can’t get enoughThe stuff they feed me, you call it slopWell, I think it’s great, really tip- topI have no worries, no not a oneBut the dog just said ,”Go on, have fun-For if I’m not mistaken,                   You soon will be bacon..” by Barbara Gorelic

Friday, December 9, 2016

Museum Prints by "New York City Artist" "Joan Reese"

Beautiful prints by "New York City Artist" "Joan Reese" available on canvas, framed prints, housewares,tote bags, shower curtains, towels, i phone covers, mugs and more...

Saturday, December 3, 2016

Sunrise is Nature's Painting for the Eyes.

Sunrise offered a very beautiful spectacle; the water was quite unruffled, but the motion communicated by the tides was so great that, although there was not a breath of air stirring, the sea heaved slowly with a grand and majestic motion.              George Grey

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Remember When Phone Calls Cost A Dime?

The telephone is a wonderful invention, 
Calling all kinds of things to your attention. 

Living in the country and having a party line 
Meant others could listen to you at the same time. 

When the phone rang, we had to carefully listen 
To which ring was ours or a call we’d be missing. 

Our ring was 3 short, but there were 3 others 
Who may listen in if it were not for their mothers. 

We’d all give a jolt at the very first sound 
When off to the telephone we surely were bound. 

Standing there waiting for those 3 short rings 
For a call just for us as the telephone sings. 

by Jean E. Gorney

Sunday, November 20, 2016

How To Observe Thanksgiving

Count your blessings instead of your crosses;
Count your gains instead of your losses.
Count your joys instead of your woes;
Count your friends instead of your foes.
Count your smiles instead of your tears;
Count your courage instead of your fears.
Count your full years instead of your lean;
Count your kind deeds instead of your mean.
Count your health instead of your wealth;
Thank your God instead of yourself.