4th of July at the Cleveland Indians Game, Cleveland, Ohio

think I could turn and live with animals,
they're so placid and self-contained,
I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God,
Not one is dissatisfied,

not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
Not one kneels to another,

nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.


("Song of Myself", Walt Whitman, 1819-1892)

Viet Nam Virtual Wall

Click above to search for names of our fallen heroes.

You're Number One in My Book by Gladys Knight - Great Music!

Billy Ocean - What is the Colour of Love?

Quote from Lennon's last interview

John Lennon revealed at age 40, during his last interview, that he no longer believed the world owed him something. He believed that we are all one with the universe and that "all you need is love."

I also believe this is true. Love can solve so many problems and prevent so many misdeeds among humans. How do those who feel this way convince the "haters" and those who deny that love exists, that love really is the solution to human problems? There can be no denying that we are all one. It makes no difference what ethnicity or culture we are from. We breathe the same air, think, feel, create, work, attend, or not attend, the church we wish. Our belief systems may differ, however we are all human, therefore we are all one.

Love is kind, therefore more love will create a kinder world.

Be kind!

Paul Gauguin - Horse on Road - Tahitian Landscape, 1899-Oil on Canvas Love his colorful style!

Camomile Tea

Camomile Tea by Katherine Mansfield
Outside the sky is light with stars;
There's a hollow roaring from the sea.
And, alas! for the little almond flowers,
The wind is shaking the almond tree.

How little I thought, a year ago,
In the horrible cottage upon the Lee
That he and I should be sitting so
And sipping a cup of camomile tea.

Light as feathers the witches fly,
The horn of the moon is plain to see;
By a firefly under a jonquil flower
A goblin toasts a bumble-bee.

We might be fifty, we might be five,
So snug, so compact, so wise are we!
Under the kitchen-table leg
My knee is pressing against his knee.

Our shutters are shut, the fire is low,
The tap is dripping peacefully;
The saucepan shadows on the wall
Are black and round and plain to see.

"Life's Not the Breath you Take" beautiful song by George Strait - listen carefully to the words, they are so true.

Solitary Man-Neil Diamond You're the Best Neil1

Oh yeah, sing it Barry!

THE YOUNGSTOWN PLAYHOUSE

A great place to go! The cast of Chicago - great talent.

The Charge of the Light Brigade by Alfred Lloyd Tennyson

The Charge Of The Light Brigade

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Memorializing Events in the Battle of Balaclava, October 25, 1854
Written 1854

Half a league half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred:
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd ?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do & die,
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd & thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack & Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke,
Shatter'd & sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse & hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

Royal Caribbean's Majesty of the Seas

Zach having a "Splashin Good Time"

Coco Cay Bahamas - a tropical paradise

"LOVER" The Michael Stanley Band

A good version of "What Becomes of the Brokenhearted" originally done by Jimmy Ruffin in 1966

The Little Green Orchard
by Walter de La Mare

Some one is always sitting there,
In the little green orchard;
Even when the sun is high
In noon's unclouded sky,
And faintly droning goes
The bee from rose to rose,
Some one in shadow is sitting there
In the little green orchard.

Yes, when the twilight's falling softly
In the little green orchard;
When the grey dew distills
And every flower-cup fills;
When the last blackbird says,
'What - what!' and goes her way - ssh!
I have heard voices calling softly
In the little green orchard

Not that I am afraid of being there,
In the little green orchard;
Why, when the moon's been bright,
Shedding her lonesome light,
And moths like ghosties come,
And the horned snail leaves home:
I've sat there, whispering and listening there,
In the little green orchard.

Only it's strange to be feeling there,
In the little green orchard;
Whether you paint or draw,
Dig, hammer, chop or saw;
When you are most alone,
All but the silence gone...
Some one is watching and waiting there,
In the little green orchard.

I Do Love you by GQ - You Tube Video - This is a 1979 remake of the original Billy Stewart song