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I am thankful today to remember all Vietnam Eara Veterans! Veterans Day is not about war to me!

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The day that we do not stand up to honor all people who have sacrificed for others is a sad day for humanity. How many will serve the people and never live to hear the words, "Thank you for your service". The ones who truly gave their lives in service to others and mankind. Don't forget our brothers and sisters! I believe that when a person stands up to defend others who they believe are being offended, be it human or otherwise, it is an act of chivalry . Those acts often come to light in battles and yet it can be as simple as offering water to a passing wanderer. Those that are veterans have put themselves in situations that protect all life. They do not have to be soldiers. Some are doctors, nurses, caretakers, police, firemen, ambulance drivers or just neighbors and yes even strangers. We are not honoring our strength as warriors. We are honoring our best qualities of humanity. Chivalry: An old word not much used in this world today:   Modern chivalry has evolved from ...

Charlie – The Barking Raccoon by: James B. Beard aka Noodin

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  Charlie – The Barking Raccoon by: James B. Beard aka Noodin     At Monadnock State Park in the Gilson Pond Campground I set up my summer camp in the early spring. Usually as soon as the snow has gradually melted away and about two to three weeks before the campground actually opens for the public. It is a peaceful, quiet time to sit by a fire with the stillness of the forest all around. This one night I sat there enjoying the fire when I heard a barking noise. No dogs are allowed on Mt Monadnock so it was a little bit of a surprise to hear a dog barking. I listened intently and the barking continued but it didn’t quite sound like a dog. Kind of a Woof, Woof but deeper and not as high pitched and rich in sound as a dog. The sound came from down around our lower loop of the campground and seemed to be moving up the hill. The next time it barked it sounded like it was almost in my site. Then I looked toward the bathrooms in the park and saw so...

WHO ARE YOU?! Always direct questions from this man, Noodin’s teacher. (Excerpt from the book ~ Walking Spirit in a Native Way by James B Beard)

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    CHAPTER ONE - WALKING SPIRIT IN A NATIVE WAY While We Were Dancing   Misho asked slowly and deliberately; “Who are you?” Always direct questions from this man, Noodin’s teacher. The rain started coming down even harder as if it were making some sort of statement to emphasize the importance of the question. “I am just a man.” Noodin felt as if he had yelled it out to be heard over the rain. He knew that was not what Misho wanted to hear.   Misho was making a point and Noodin avoided it.    “I hate when he confronts me with a direct question,” Noodin thought.   “I never feel that I will give an answer that will be right even when there are really no wrong answers.” Misho looked down at the floorboard of the car with some dismay.   The wrinkles on his face went deep with concern about how to say the next thing he would share.   It was a full minute before he said anythin...