Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Uncle Jay

Too Funny......Enjoy


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Click on the previous web address for a good laugh


Myron's Obituary (Version ??)

Charlie is to accompany me on the way to Westlawn, west of town.

Details to follow on our web.

Ask me about too


Myron's Obituary (Version ?)

12/31/2008 3:20:43 PM


YUP .. He’s dead all right.

The photo that Mark Holter just took 20 nanoseconds ago proves it! Just ignore the face. Read the hand written note stating “HE”S DEAD”

Myron D. Holter, 63, died on the spot next to his hearse. His son Mark Holter was the last one to say goodbye. His dog Charlie is to be picked up by the hearse driver on the way to Westlawn Cemetery.

Various versions of Myron’s obituaries and eulogies have all ready been posted on the web.

Stay tuned for more details.



12/31/2008 7:38:52 AM


Yes indeed, it’s 2009.

Here’s wishing everyone reading this a better 2009 than 2008.

My 2008 sucked.

But I’m always looking at the glass ½ full so 2009 has gotta be better.

The good news for 2008 is I’m still alive, Sally is still married to me and Charlie has not died. Mark has agreed to be our caregiver someday, and we appreciate him for that knowledge.

Do I have any resolutions? YES

I resolve to update my web whenever I feel like it. Within our web is my hand written bucket list. Check it out if you feel like web surfing.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Aunt Ruth Final thoughts


12/30/2008 4:36:21 AM

I have inserted a photo of the sisters of my aunt Ruth. The Bergh sisters all got together last summer. My mother is very appreciative of any time she can spend with her siblings.

I will post her obituary in my obit web page also.

RIP my beloved Auntie.




12/30/2008 4:04:41 AM

Have you ever gotten rear ended?

I have, just yesterday around 1538 military time. It happened at 29th & Fairlawn. I was just returning home from working out at the downtown YMCA and was waiting for a green arrow, when WHAMMO! .. A BIG TRUCK slammed into my rear. The trunk is ruined. My body is OK, a little neck lash, but what the heck , I’m alive to survive another day. The young man that reared me is only 19 years old and he was rather upset. He is looking for a better job, so I gave him a FPY flyer. The lady in front of me also came to check on us and I also gave her a flyer. The police arrived about an hour later, almost, I think. A police report was filled out and I am to see American Family insurance this AM to settle.


Monday, December 29, 2008



An email from my 1st cousin Carol.

12/29/2008 7:29:06 AM

Mom has gone home peacefully in the middle of the night (just after 1am). Martha and I both were speaking and singing gently to her as she was called home. She didn’t show pain these six days since she had her stroke, just deeper breathing on the last day. Of course there is always some discomfort when laying down all day and so we kept helping her adjust her position and using many pillows, but she wasn’t agitated nor did she appear to be in pain these days. To go quickly and without pain was an answer to prayer.

She had looked so well just yesterday (Sunday) morning, we wondered if she might linger on for yet another week, but around suppertime, she started giving signs that she was soon leaving us, by the color of her skin. While Martha and Aunt Thea sang to her during the church hour yesterday, she raised her hand again, as she often did through the years, joining in worship to the Lord. Did she somehow realize in her spirit that it was the hour of worship she so dearly loved?

I will send the details of the Visitation times and the Service as soon as I confirm them with Albin’s Funeral Chapel in the morning. We are expecting the funeral will be on Wednesday afternoon.

She’s gone ahead of us to the wedding feast of her Lord. She would want you to know that you’re warmly invited too!

We will all miss her dearly. Thank you for your love and prayers for her and us during this time.

My apologies for any duplicate emails you may receive on this. It’s a rather sleepy hour!

Carol Freeman
Dean of Women
Prof. of Christian Ministries & Cross-Cultural Comm.
Bethany College of Missions



12/29/2008 6:58:33 AM


Yes indeed, today is our # 1 son’s birthday. Sally and I were just discussing John’s birth on Dec 29, 1970. He was born in Omaha NE. I had just been honorably discharged from the USAF last Sept 1969. We were broke! It was a very enjoyable time. We were in love and our 1st born just joined our lives. We lived on 2821 Margo St. in southern Omaha near the stockyards. I was working at Northern Natural Gas and Sally was a new mother. It doesn’t get any better than this! My brother Dale came over and I remember one picture was taken. Unlike now with the digital age, we took only pictures on special occasions. Somewhere in our home is a picture. I’ll try to find it and post it to this blog. Brother Dale and Joanne are John’s godparents. Sally & I were young then. We were also immature. We didn’t care. We were in love. We still are.


Sunday, December 28, 2008

My New Year's resolved resolutions

12/28/2008 5:33:05 AM


Good Morning!

It’s Sunday morning and all’s well.

Now that Christmas activities are over, it ‘s time to think about New Year’s Eve and the beginning of 2009. Now we all need to think about our own resolutions. I too have resolutions. My resolutions are very simple. I resolve to continue trying to cross off my hand written bucket list as posted on our website. How’s that for being simple. Here’s what I’ve crossed off so far:

- have Jesus in my heart always
- stay married to Sal until death do us part
- do not commit suicide over my prodigal son and his family
- call my mother regularly
- continue to pray for John & Kim to grow up and reread the fruits of the spirit
- enjoy the pictures of Madeline from John’s camera
- golf at will (my frozen shoulder is still frozen though)
- stay retired and enjoying it
- write to my blog
- taking care of my type 2 diabetes
- continue to market our website.
- Make good hyper-links for GOOD sites
- Continue to attend OSLC
- Share Financial Peace University to one and all
- Continue to fix up the old truck (my hearse)
- Look for old writings, photos, etc. and write about them on the web.
- Loving Charlie, Sal, Mark, John, Kim & Madeline & mainly loving Jesus

I’ll think of more later, but first I need to post this to my PUBLIC blog.


The above url can be found by going to and do a search by my name.
Mr. Moen's article is in there.

Xena is to be my attorney general


Saturday, December 27, 2008

Myron's Presidential Aspirations

Tim Moen is Linda Willis's brother. He has endorsed me from my 2004 Presidential campaign. The following his Tim's web page. I'll need to download XENA's photo also.

Tim Moen
It is my distinguished honor to make a recommondation prior to your election primaries. The successful election of Myron Holter for President of the United States will send a message of resounding rejection of Bill Clinton and everything he stands for and everybody he stands with, the likes of Reno, Albright, and Shalala. America is ready for Myron Hotlers fight against government waste and fight for lower taxes and organizing job searches for the many former White House bimbos. One thing's for sure about Clinton. He sure didn't neglect domestic affairs! Myron Holter. A long needed new conservative leader. Leadership decends from character and this return to character will be a jolt to the way Washington and America see their president, along with returning the meaning of Chinese carryout back to food instead of military secrets. I think to help the country make a smooth transition from a Clinton to a Holter Department of Justice. A new Attorney General should be somewhat of a small transition from the current Janet Reno. And in keeping with the current popular hollywood and wrestling canidates for public office. I think you should nominate before Congress, Xena Warrior Princess for your new Attorney General.


Click here to view XENA


The Answer


12/27/2008 9:59:40 AM

Dear concerned citizens:

A certain individual I’ll not mention has a bowel problem. I’ve heard that the problem is so bad that this individual’s BM is so bad that he has had to go to Safeway grocery to use the powerful toilet!

The photo taken is the answer. Start reusing RELIV, read The Limbaugh Letter while grunting, and use the appropriate tool to break up the BIG one .. LOL

Yours Truly,

A concerned brother,


Aunt Ruth Billman - more

12/27/2008 7:18:22 AM

Note the time, it’s SATURDAY! You know what means .. RED GREEN on pbs at 8:00 AM then Fox business news at 9:00 AM with Brenda Butner. I like to plug in the ticker symbols into my software programs while listening to them argue politics and finance. I then come to my own conclusions whether I would be willing to invest in the stocks.


If I repeat some stories about aunt Ruth, you’ll have to forgive me. My proof reader, Sally, is upstairs sleeping and I don’t want to awaken her just for a few typos, etc.

Did you know that Herb an d Ruth spent a couple of nights at our little humble abode? Yes indeed they did. It’s been maybe 20 years ago or so. They were attending an eye seminar in Kansas City, MO and for some reason wanted to save money or maybe just wanted to see us. So they spent the night. What do we do to entertain them? We went bowling .. LOL ! Herb could barely broke 100, in fact if I remember correctly, he might have bowled a 70 or so. But we had some laughs and of course, conversation around the kitchen table. Ruth was always a GREAT story teller! Herb was also a GREAT eye doctor. Did you know that Dr. Herb did my mother’s eyes? He did ! What a GREAT testimony for our Savior! Herb & Ruth and family have always had Jesus first in their lives. I admire the whole family! My maternal cousins, Bergh. Billman, Iversons, Dravlands, Steinbergs, ,etc. are all to be admired! But I’, here to write about my aunt Ruth.

We received a Christmas letter from Ruth just a week or so ago. I’ll scan her letter and make a web page.

The Bergh sisters all got together this last summer, my mother included. Cecelia Mildred (Bergh) Holter is the oldest of the Bergh sisters. Oscar and Julie (Branes) Bergh, their parents, also had a son, Oliver, who was a Lutheran pastor. Oliver and the youngest sister, Audrey, died a few years ago. I could write another book about my mothers siblings and their families. But I’m here to write about Ruth and like anything else, I need to stay focused on aunt Ruth and her life.

Ruth was only one of a few family relatives that understood me. We used to pray together. When Sally was sick, Herb & Ruth would pray with me for her return to health. Ruth would always give GOD credit and she TRUSTED in GOD always.

I’ll now post this to my public blog.


Friday, December 26, 2008

Charlie & Me on Christmas Day 2008


12/26/2008 4:19:46 AM

Inserted in my blog is a photo of Charlie & Me getting ready to feed the ducks and geese at 6th & Gage, Topeka Ks

While Mark & Sal were enjoying the John Holter family, I was “doing my thing” So I make do will what I do. Read previous posts if you’re interested in reading about our family feud.. I can care less anymore. I just need to cross off my bucket list someday.

Life is too short to carry a grudge. Our ministry is to share the gospel.

Read our mission statement as posted on page one of our website.

Be sure to ask us about too

I also made some videos and will be posting them on yourtube also.


Aunt Ruth Memories

Aunt Ruth stories:

12/25/2008 7:45:55 AM

While my aunt Ruth is on my mind, I’ll write a few things about her and the Billman family.

I have known my aunt Ruth as long as I can remember. This might be a LONG blog.

I believe in my previous posts that I wrote about Christmas’s past. One year during Christmas, Ruth’s mother, my grandmother Julie, was crying. I was perhaps 10 or so. I asked mom why she was crying. Mom informed me that she was crying because of not ever seeing Ruth again. She was getting ready to go do the work of the Lord as a Christian missionary. Out of all the Bergh lineage, my mother, Clarice, Audrey & Dorothy were the only ones NOT either being pastors or missionaries of some sort. Ruth was no exception. My grandma Julie died some time later. I remember like it was yesterday. These events for some reason cast a lasting memory in my then virgin mind.

My childhood memories of Ruth were mostly through postal letters from her and Herb from the mission field.

When Herb & Ruth did come to visit us on the farm, it was always a fun time. I remember showing cousin Carol (Billman) Freeman our source of heat. I remember taking her down in our basement showing her the furnace. My 1st cousins from herb & Ruth are Martha (Towner) Dan Billman, and Carol (Freeman) .. I think. I’m writing this from memory. Somewhere is a BK program on one of my many computers that will be more accurate in this genealogy family tree.

12/26/2008 3:38:09 AM

Good morning!

Where was I?

I was writing about my aunt Ruth. The Bergh stories are plentiful. My aunt Ruth was also a writer. I’m sure there’s many articles written by her. She has given us copies of her writings in the past. Somewhere in our home are her writings. If I find any stories, testimonials, etc. I’ll try to make a link for them.

I will now post this to my public blog.


Thursday, December 25, 2008

Aunt Ruth update

Hello Family:

My aunt Ruth is my mother's younger sister. My mother is 95, so aunt Ruth is perhaps just past 90. Her daughter Carol is keeping us updated. Here's another email on Ruth.

Dear Friends,

Thank you for your many words of encouragement.

My mom went to deep breathing last night and through the morning, but later in the afternoon and up till now her breathing is quieter. She is not quite so flushed as she was this morning I don’t what that all means, if anything. She still squeezes our hands when we reach out to hold hers.

Hospice has come today and set things up a bit for us. They taught us how to look for signs of pain – which thankfully it doesn’t appear that she has.

All the immediate family has been to see her now. We have sat around talking with and singing to her. When we start to sing, she often raises her hand up in a gesture of praise! It’s amazing to see her do that, when nothing else seems to get such response from her. Many gave volunteer words of appreciation for my mom as we met as a family. It was very precious to see the young ones testify of what a role model/hero she has been to them.

We were almost 40 singing carols and songs about the Lord around her bed, accompanied by violin, accordion and flute! It was a joyous Christmas Eve gathering with her still with us. We have released her as a family clan to be with her Maker and individually we have told her the same, as we’ve hugged and kissed her.

Thanks for continuing to stand with us in prayer.

Carol Freeman

Dean of Women

Prof. of Christian Ministries & Cross-Cultural Comm.

Bethany College of Missions




12/25/2008 5:06:35 AM

Yes Indeed, it’s Christmas Morning!

What can I write about today?

What else! .. The celebration of a birthday! .. JESUS!

Praise GOD for sending his only SON on this earth in the form of a child , born in a manger! What greater love can GOD do for us than to bring us a baby? We celebrate joyfully.

The Holter’s here in Topeka are no exception. Last night myself, Sally, Mark & Julie S. celebrated Christmas by attending services. Sally & I sing in the choir. Mark and Julie S. rode along with us. The church was packed. The service at 10 PM was also well attended.

So what’s my schedule today?

Well, at 9:30 AM this AM, Mark and Sally are to be at #1 prodigal sons home for a timed Christmas event. I’m sure they’ll be on a timer. I wish them enjoyment.

I’ll be heading fro 6th and Gage around that time. The geese are excitedly waiting their feeding. Charlie will be helping me feed the geese. Read my previous blog for more information about that.

As many of you may or may not know, I’m a blogger. So what can be more appropriate than to blog about your day? The holidays in my life are no different than any other day in my life. If it weren’t for my family, I would just as soon celebrate Christmas by myself. I’m a loner in a lot of ways. Just leave me alone is my motto. I’ve always been a loner I guess.

So Christmas mornings are no exception.

We sang last night and it was fun seeing only the C & E folks. There were many strangers and they were ALL welcome.

Janice Swanson took a digital of Sally & I also. I guess I’ll post this digital she took on this blog.

MERRY CHRISTMAS (We say Merry Christmas here!) That’s in our voice message at home too.


Wednesday, December 24, 2008



An email from my 1st cousin.

My mom suffered a bleeding stroke in the early hours this morning and went into a coma sometime before 7am. Her artery walls in the brain had simply become too thin and worn and so they began to leak and a large collection of blood formed. At the hospital, they did a CAT scan and said that the clot that had formed was the size of a small pear and was putting pressure on her brain and so she lost her ability to speak and is paralyzed on her right dominant side. She is squeezing our hands with her left hand regularly, but has not come out of her coma otherwise. The doctor said that they couldn’t do anything for her at the hospital that we couldn’t do for her at home, because she had signed an end stage of life statement some years back saying she didn’t want life support treatment if it wasn’t going to restore some semblance of normalcy, so she is back home now at the Towners’ home in Bloomington, where more of us can be with her and sing to her. She’s breathing well now still moving her hand around, sometimes grasping our hands, sometimes raising her hand up high as if she is worshiping. The doctor said that she could leave us at any time or she could linger for a couple days.

She was feeling well up to the time of the stroke. Yesterday she took my sister, sister-in-law and me out for a birthday breakfast for me. Last night she was tutoring a Mexican friend in English.

She is not in pain as far as the medical personnel could tell, or that we can see.

My apologies to those of you who received multiple copies of this. I’m trying to do this quickly.

Thank you for your prayers for her and us at this time.


Tuesday, December 23, 2008


12/23/2008 5:01:57 AM


Do you lead a purpose driven life?


I would like to reflect on my purpose driven life in this blog article.

I first lead a purpose driven life when my childhood friend Keith Loomis was killed in a tractor accident. We had just came home from a week of Bible camp together in NE South Dakota , NESODAK, and a few weeks later he was gone. I remember Les Moe driving over to the farm and asked my parents if I would be his pallbearer. We were to be confirmed later at Grace Lutheran, Bruce SD. The church since has burned down. We’re talking the fall of 1960, I was 15 at the time. I remember the first week of high school wearing a suit and walking to my friend’s funeral. I remember like it was yesterday. I cried inside. When I got home on the farm, I read myself scripture and the bible verse jumped out to me. “My peace I leave with you, not as the world gives, give I unto you” I believe that was Jesus’ return to his disciples after his 3 days in hell. I could be wrong about that.

So I received peace knowing that my friend Keith is in heaven, and someday I’ll see him again. I made a pact with God back then. Some might call it being born again. Us Lutheran’s didn’t use that word, which was reserved for the Baptists. We’re laid back Lutherans, and any displays of emotions were to be shunned.

Following Keith’s death, I would TEST God. Imagine that! I would try to make deals with God in my head. I’d talk to God and say things like, “If you do this for me, I’ll do this for you” Boy was I naïve! Trying to make deals with God, just like Bob Barker in the price is right. But I still followed God and finished confirmation back then, but I sure missed my friend Keith Loomis. I visit with his brother Bryce periodically today and I’m willing to share my story also. Bryce is also a member of Grace Lutheran, as am I.

Guess I’ll copy/paste this and post it to my public blog.



Monday, December 22, 2008

My Family Feud continues

12/22/2008 4:41:01 AM


What a wonderful day this Christmas week will be! JESUS IS BORN! I always enjoy celebrating the birth of our savior. I’ve been writing about Christmas’s present and Christmas’s past. Notice the time, it’s my favorite time to write. I just awakened Sally to go to bed, as she spent another all nighter in my recliner. See the photo in another blog entry. I would like to write one last time about my family. The bible teaches us to LOVE one another, that includes our loved ones in our immediate family. I love ALL my family. That does not mean I should like them. Currently I don’t like my prodigal son John and his paranoid wife Kim. So let me finally write about Kim in my immediate family. I’ll write this as if I’m all ready in heaven .. OK?


I love you. You’re NOT evil. I told John on the phone a while back that you were evil, and to that I apologize. I’m sorry; I opened mouth and inserted foot. I’m sorry I called you evil. Can you forgive me for saying that? I would hope so. If not, I’ll go on. You should too.

Thank you for giving birth to our ONLY grand child! Thank you for marrying John and being a loving parent to Madeline. Madeline looks just like you in the photos and videos that John gives to Sally. With your permission I even took a peek. .. sick joke.

Kim, you don’t know me. I’m NOT the person you have made me out to be. I’m NOT a LIAR. I never have been, and I never will be. I’ll NOT go through the whole details of our feud again. Those that want to can reread your replies and make up their own mind. But I can TRUTHFULLY say that I’m NOT a liar! Shame on you! Do you know about the fruits of the spirit in the bible? Or are you so inwardly hateful towards me for some reason that you refuse to allow me to even get a hug from Madeline on her 2nd birthday? Do you know how hurtful you are towards me? SHAME ON YOU! I don’t care if you don’t love me, I don’t even care if you don’t like me, but to deny access to one’s ONLY family is a bit over the top! Do I need to call my lawyer? How about meeting some neutral place sometime? You’re invited to our messy home anytime. I’m retired and I have way too much time on my hands. Or whenever John gets together with Sal and brings Madeline along, why don’t you come along? If I were invited, I’d come along. I’m really a pretty nice guy. I just want Madeine to know who her paternal grand father is.

Merry Christmas kids

I’ll be Celebrating Christmas Day with the geese. I might even feel welcome.

Now get back to work .. OH WAIT, I’m in heaven writing this J


Sunday, December 21, 2008


12/21/2008 6:54:09 AM


My previous blog was titled “Christmas is ..”. This blog will be titled “Christmas was .. “

My memories of past Christmas’s were always enjoyable.

I’ll try to find an old photo later.

Christmas was ..

Listening to Uncle John Bergh’s Christmas story on Christmas eve
Snow sledding with the Iverson cousins on Christmas day
Eating Lutefisk and lefsa and enjoying it.
Enjoying family (siblings, parents, cousins, etc.etc.)
Hunting jackrabbits and not getting killed
Feeding the animals extra food (per DAD’s instructions)
Doing holiday fun things
Seeing my dad dressed up like Santa
Going to church at 10 pm Christmas eve
Opening presents
Enjoying brother Dale
Getting along with my sibs .. sorta
Listening to my parents visit with the neighbors from our brother’s bedroom upstairs.
Crying with the family over deaths (Adolph, aunt Audrey, uncle Lewis, cousins, etc.)
Watching my grandma Julie cry on Christmas day .. circa 1950’s at John @ Susie Bergh
My mother’s siblings were missionaries and she knew she would not see them again. The mission field Bergh families were home for the Holidays and Julie (Branes) Bergh knew this would be her last time with her children. She died a year or so later. I was about 10 or so. I remember this family gathering very much.

Cranking homemade ice cream and going to the Sioux river for ice.
Receiving peanuts from Walt Bombeck at grade school. Walt would throw them at us in our one room country school, Eureka Dist. #57, Bruce SD
Playing with my cousins and friends.
Reciting any stories from school days.
Writing before computers (yes, I wrote even back then in my own handwriting)
Watching my father being amazed at Dale’s showing him a “NEW” calculator with big power pack. DAD never did understand.
Being curious about a Christmas present from Delpha and Julie. It was a toy of some sort.
Having a Charlie Brown tree from the Bruce lumber yard.
Reading from Luke and impatiently wanting to “GET IT ON” .. open gifts.
Disappearing to be by myself. Never a problem.
Driving back and forth to SDSU with Wally & Ronny Perry (1963-64)
Bringing an old girlfriend to meet my parents one year.
Freezing our buns off upstairs.
Watching the weather from the kitchen window.
Taking out wash machine water from the entry room on the farm
Fond memories from family, friends, etc.etc.

These are just some of my Christmas memories. I’ll ADD some more if/when I feel like it.


Christmas is ...

12/21/2008 5:19:50 AM


Taking a digital and posting to my blog
Watching RED/GREEN on pbs
Waiting for someone to decorate our fake tree
Feeding the geese on 12/25/2008
Wanting to see baby Jesus in person
Missing my prodigal son
Being nostalgic
Watching other people’s kids enjoy the holiday
Wishing to have a loving relationship with Madeline
Being sarcastic towards those who do not know me
Not caring what I post in this blog
Getting off my chest what’s on my mind
Enjoying the music
Singing in the choir again (been sick)
Calling relatives
Receiving Christmas cards
Getting Kim a cooking timer (with sarcastic note attached)
Updating our web
Playing scrabble online
Going door to door for fpu
Having people ask me about reliv
Having people read our mission statement
Sharing our faith on the web
Avoiding crowds
Get Sally and mark what they want in person (Christmas shopping all ready done)
Call friends and relatives on the phone
Send out emails
Sharing our web address
Checking our miserable financial portfolio
Enjoy FOX media
Ignore the liberal
Read The Limbaugh letter
Read scripture and have daily devotions with Sal
Taking Charlie out front to go pee on our mailbox
Ignoring the Santa stuff, but enjoying the kids on his lap
Having a quiet time to write .. like now
Answering those who blog with me
Ignoring the nay Sayers
Pray .. did I all ready write that ? worth repeating
Going to church and finally be able to sing again
Taking care of Julie S. (we’re her caregivers)
Taking cell/landline calls from folks
Deleting spam/viruses and doing what I’m trained to do .. computers
Piddling … like my father liked to do
Enjoying my retirement
Volunteering my time for worthwhile things for Jesus
Wondering where my enthusiasm for decorating went?
Not caring .. bah-humbug

These and other Christmas is .. will now be posted for ALL to enjoy , or not. Reply if you feel so inclined.

MERRY CHRISTMAS (yes, Virginia that’s a REAL email address)


Saturday, December 20, 2008

Myron's Bucket list

My bucket list has been updated.


Myron's Obituary

12/20/2008 6:10:49 AM


Dear Journal:

I am going to write still another version of my own demise. I will write it as if I’m all ready in heaven, IE, the 3rd person. I remember writing my first obituary back home on the farm,. SO here goes, another version, Read it and weep.

Myron D. Holter, 63, died at 6th & Gage, Topeka KS while feeding the geese. His beloved Sal and BIG “M” # 2 son were opening presents at his #1 prodigal son , John, and his paranoid daughter-in-law, Kim. From receiving reports from Madeline’s text message, she reportedly received so many presents, she did not know what to do.

The death report on Myron’s report read something like this. While the “FAM” was opening gifts on Dec 2008, Myron was attempting to photograph the geese. He brought his camera and his beloved Charlie. While he was excitedly filming the geese, a certain angry over protective mother goose (like Kim) did not want Myron and Charlie’s presence known. This goose started yelling and screaming at Myron & Charlie (our dog) for taking pictures of her goslings. They were so fun. These little geese were following her mother around, looking so pretty.. The father was especially proud and willing to be photographed. But the mother goose was paranoid and hatefully eyed Myron and Charlie. After some time, the female goose glared at the intruders so much that the fear was too much. Myron died on the spot from fear. The photos can be found on the web.

SAL: I love you very much. I have always loved you. You have accepted me just as I am. Thank you! You understand my humor and me. You have complete TRUST in me and I the same. Remember, I’m in heaven writing this. The weather is fine. I want you and Mark to enjoy your short time together with #1 prodigal son. Who knows, there might even be a photo or two taken. I’ll write more about our relationship later.

MARK: You’re BIG “M” , except on Sunday afternoon, remember? Thanks you for being our caregiver someday. OH WAIT, That’s right now, I’m in heaven. Have your brother help you move in with your mother, ok? The last will and testimony is in a QVC vanilla envelope for you and John. Hopefully you’ve remembered to give John his copy. The upstairs city barn can be your private quarters. I’m sorry your DAD is not the best construction worker in the world, but it’s livable up there. Invite your friends over and laugh and laugh together. I’m in heaven and will be listening in also, laughing and laughing with you, OK? OK!

Also, remember to thank John for being your payee. He’s a fine brother.

JOHN: what can I say? Thank you for being a wonderful father to Madeline and a caring loving husband. Also, thank you for looking out for your brother, your only brother. Mark looks up to you. I love you son, I’ve always loved you. I have wanted only the best for you in all you’re life’s pursuits. I loved you when you were sick and in the psych ward at Stormont. I loved you when you were doing schizophrenic actions in 1991. I loved you when you took an hour long shower trying to get better.. I loved you when I had to grasp you and take you to the hospital. I loved you when you walked all the way downtown and was hallucinating about John Brown’s painting. The capital police thankfully approached you. I loved you enough to pick you up while in custody. I loved you enough to visit your frat house and see the life style you were leading. Eventually, you had to drop out of college and I we loved you so much that Sally and I loved you with open arms to live with us again. I loved you so much that I visited with the Topeka police to keep you from being arrested while you were peeking in neighbor’s windows. My neighbors Marty (just died btw) and Linda Beard BEGGED me to get you medical attention. If I would NOT have loved you son, I would have ignored all these requests for help. I LOVE YOU JOHN. I just don’t like you for NOT allowing me to see my only grand child. Kim has nothing to do with it. You need to find a backbone son and tell Kim that you want your father to have a loving caring relationship again. You’re #1 on my bucket list as posted on our web. These and other stories were all written sometime in the past. I don’t have a clue where the stories about your behavior in 1991 are located. I was a computer systems operator for the Post office back then, and I’m sure with enough digging, I can find the original media file. It’s probably on a floppy diskette somewhere. You have my permission (remember I’m in heaven) to find the original version when you were 21 years of age.

I will now post this to my public blog for ALL to read. My life is an open book and I’ll write more later.


Friday, December 19, 2008

FAMILY FEUD (My reply to Kim)

12/19/2008 9:21:11 AM


The below url (blog) is Kim’s reply to my blog. I blog, you reply. I’m just an Internet blogger.

I will insert my reply with my initials: .. mh ..

Dear Myron and the rest of the family,Myron's information regarding his wrong doing is not based in thefacts.

MH: I only report the facts, as I know it.

Myron and I had a conversation on the telephone in themorning of the day you posted Madeline's picture to the website.During that conversation I expressed to you at least 7 times that wedid not want anything posted to your website or any other websiteconcerning Madeline.

MH: I remember these conversations.

You agreed that you would not post anything toyour website or any other website concerning Madeline. John was in theroom with me while I was on the telephone with you.

MH: I don’t remember agreeing to any such agreement. I remember asking John if I could PROUDLY tell everyone in my email address book. This was a conversation with my boneless/prodigal son John. John understands me .. I think.You then created a website with full knowledge it was against ourwishes and against your word which you asked me to trust. You thenemailed John the link to check out the website you created.

MH: That’s TRUE! I proudly emailed John of my full intentions! PROUD GRANPA!When I looked at the website and saw her picture, I called you andasked how it got there. Your reply was that you had no idea. Iasked you whether there was any way your website could have beeninfiltrated. You said it was secure. I asked you to decide whichwas true, you didn't know how the picture got there, or your websitewas not secure. You said you had no idea her picture was there andyour website was secure.

MH: OK .. I LIED, as at the time, I was in the middle of making the url password protected and had NOT yet made a url (web address) through So, I lied, and I admit it. I got the cart before the horse by NOT yet making the PUBLIC website password protected.It took you days to fully remove her information from the website.It took you a month to admit you had actually put the picture there.On July 24 (nearly 3 months later), you signed a contract apologizingto me for lying and agreeing that you would not continue to lieregarding this incident. Included with your signed contract was astatement asking us to "Leave you alone"

MH: OK, my mind had other things to do, computer wise. I had forgotten to remove the “offending” web address. To that Kim is correct. I received in the postal mail an offensive contract that made me feel like S _ _ _ _. John came over a few days later wanting my signature from Kim’s demoralizing contract. I wrote on the contract, I AM NOT A LIAR! I’m sure that this handwritten reply infuriated Kim. Where’s John? Yes, please leave me along!You did not request any contact with Madeline at any time. You didsee her at the hospital when Sally had chest pains and at the bonfireat Charlene's. Both of these were at our instigation Between July24 and just before Thanksgiving, you did not communicate any desire tosee her. Just prior to Thanksgiving, you violated your contract byagain telling me that you are not a liar.

MH: That’s true. I do NOT feel welcome and have NOT been invited to any of Madeline’s social events. I would LOVE to have a meaningful loving relationship with my only grand child, but I will NOT BEG. It’s up to John & Kim. You will get a visit fromo my lawyer. So, that’s a LIE Kim, I want to have a loving relationship with my grand daughter, but you have run interference.

For example, I drive to your home on Madeline’s birthday to get a birthday hug. John was going to bring out Madeline and you came out with your hatefilled eyes. The last yelling you made to me was something like “Getting a hug from Madeline will not be happening” or something like that. I left in tears knowing I am NOT welcome to see my only grand child. I’m GRIEVING!

I spent the first three months of my child's life trying to reasonwith you and get you to understand reality. This effort wasextremely stressful and difficult as you fail to do anything but callme evil and accept zero responsibility for your actions. You claimthat you are grieving as a grandfather, but you fail to see how yourlying was hurtful to me and my family.

MH: You tried to reason with me? Think again! Any conversations seem to end up with either one of us hanging up on each other. The bible says, “Come, let us reason together”, I am upholding my end of the conversation..I will no longer continue to be stressed by this situation. It is inyour hands, you may choose to follow your contract or not. Thissituation is as permanent as you chose for it to be.

MH: WRONG !! The situation is in you and John’s hands. I have written you out of my will and the will is in Mark’s apartment.This is the factually based reason why Myron has been asked to changehis behavior. His pattern of lies has been unacceptable. I havenever called him a pervert or charged him with any other offense thanlying.

MH: Change my behavior? You’re asking me to be someone I’m NOT. SHAME ON YOU! I am what I am, and that’s what I am. I’m not asking you to love me or even like me. I don’t care! I just want to feel welcome to have a loving caring relatinship with my only grandchild.

THINK ABOUT IT! Change your way of thinking Kim, and John, get a backbone.If this makes me evil in the entire families' eyes, then let that beat least based on the actual facts. I apologize to Myron's familyfor any stress that has been caused by the situation his lies havecreated. I am sorry that you will likely have this repeated everyholiday and birthday until Myron accepts responsibility for hisactions and is able to stop lying.

MH: I accept responsibility for my actions. Kim, you’re NOT EVIL, and to that I apologize. Forgive me for that. You two are wonderful caring parents, and I’m pleased to know that. Someday you’ll both grow up.As for Madeline's first birthd1ay present. It was inappropriate. TheBible itself is not the issue, though she is a bit young for a KingJames Version. The inscription "Visit us online @ www.myownfaith2.comGod Bless Myron Happy Birthday (with 1st inserted) 4/11/7-to myBeloved Grandaughter I love you very much! I would love to have youknow me, but unfortunately your mother chooses otherwise- Please savethis Bible & our prayer is for you to know our Lord and Savior JesusChrist Train up a child in the ways he/she should go and when theyare old they will not depart from it Love ya your grandpa Myron."

MH: You’re right, I’m NEW at giving “appropriate” gifts. My intentions were pure.The Bible included an envelope inviting Madeline to attend a Relivevent on Tuesdays or Saturdays at the Holidome. A Reliv retail andwholesale diagram indicating Madeline would be in the circle of Reliv?And seven of Myron's business slips with Reliv product informationattached. It is interesting that in the present Madeline wasmentioned two times and Reliv was mentioned nine times.

MH: ASK ME ABOUT RELIV.Madeline is 1 year old. This is not an appropriate present for a 1year old. The Bible will not be saved for Madeline as the inscriptionis completely unacceptable. I am sorry that Sally was asked totransport this present. When Madeline is ready for Bible of her own,we will purchase her an age appropriate one.

MH: Give me back the bible and I’ll give it to someone who appreciates the bible. Additionally, Myron has seen Madeline since her birth. He saw her at the hospital when Sally thought she was having a heart attack and Myron couldn't wait to go home without her and gave the doctor his cell phone to call him when she was to be released.

MH: YUP.. more inappropriate behavior. I’m GUILTY.He also saw her when she was around 6 months at the bon fire.

MH: That’s true.Myron tends to as his sister Delpha put it "forget" things. I would say he is unable to face reality and tell the truth when it does not shine a good light on him.

MH: I live in a dream world, just like Joseph in the bible. I confess, that’s true!

Are all these incidents worthy of me NE VER getting to see my only grand child?


May GOD forgive you both.


Financial Peace University update

12/19/2008 6:30:09 AM


I am pleased to announce that our church will be starting a FPU class in Jan 2009. Our church secretary has inserted our web into the FPU flyer. Please note my corrected typo errors.

The above url’s have been saved to my favorites.


Thursday, December 18, 2008

Christmas Poem

*Twas the month before Christmas*
*When all through our land,*
*Not a Christian was praying*
*Nor taking a stand.*
*See the PC Police had taken away,*
*The reason for Christmas - no one could say.*
*The children were told by their schools not to sing,*
*About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.*
*It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say*
* December 25th is just a ' Holiday '.*
*Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit*
*Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!*
*CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod*
*Something was changing, something quite odd! *
*Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa*
*In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.*
*As Targets were hanging their trees upside down*
* At Lowe's the word Christmas - was no where to be found.*
*At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears*
*You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.*
*Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty*
*Are words that were used to intimidate me.*
*Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen*
*On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !*
*At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter*
*To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.*
*And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith*
* Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace*
*The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded*
*The reason for the season, stopped before it started.*
*So as you celebrate 'Winter Break' under your 'Dream Tree'*
*Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.*
*Choose your words carefully, choose what you say*
not Happy Holiday !*

Please, all Christians join together and
wish everyone you meet

Christ is 'The Reason' for the Christ-mas Season!
If you agree please forward, if not, simply delete.


The Internet

12/18/2008 6:30:31 AM

SO MANY WEBSITES.. (so little time):

That’s going to be the title of my next blog. The Internet is a powerful tool of communication. For example, yesterday I asked our church secretary to run some flyers for Dave Ramsey’s Financial Peace University. She made me some copies, but had our phone # wrong and also our web address. But not to worry.. thanks to the pen to scratch out the typo errors. I took the liberty to stamp in our reliv stamp also. Now it’s just a matter of marketing our product.

Stay tuned my friends,


Wednesday, December 17, 2008


12/17/2008 5:18:10 AM


The word preparation is a very meaningful word this time of year. These are the events we can prepare for.


I am constantly turning to scripture this time of year as preparation for our Savior is all too important. The bible teaches us to prepar ye the way of the Lord, make HIS paths straight. We know NOT when HE will come again.

So I’m reminded daily of what I’m doing in my daily life for the preparation of our Saviors birth and my answer is .. NOT ENOUGH!

I have already prepared my Christmas shopping; it took me a little better than an hour with Mark at Wal-Mart. He wanted a wristwatch. I asked him to look over the cheapest Casio $20.00, and was is happy. Sally is getting whatever she wants within OUR budget and I’ll even help her wrap the empty box.

Decorating our home is another story. I used to enjoy crawling up the house and make our home look like Chevy Chase’s “vacation.” Not any more. I’m just a non-spirited Christmas person anymore. I think I know why.

The reason I do NOT enjoy Christmas anymore is because of my prodigal son John.

You see, I will be celebrating Dec 25 feeding the geese at 6th & Gage again this year. Mark and Sally will be enjoying watching our only grand child Madeline open up her presents. That’s what Christmas is all about, the children. Guess I’ll visit the geese and see if there’s any “children geese ” I can enjoy watching. OH WELL.

Now in preparation for other things, I guess I’ll need to prepare our leaky windows from the freezing wind. Our dish soap is frozen. Also, It’s time to finish the lower bathroom and prepare our bodies for doing #1 and #2.

My new pot of coffee is prepared.



Tuesday, December 16, 2008


12/16/2008 7:24:27 AM

I got my family feud letter off my chest, and I’m ready to go on. Hopefully the right people reading my public blog will reply in kind. I’m not asking for any sympathy, just want to get the facts out.

Thanks for allowing me to vent.


Monday, December 15, 2008


12/15/2008 8:47:07 PM



I’m inspired to write about my family because of my good friend Kevin McGinty’s article in the Metro last Friday.

Kevin, Thank you for this latest column. FYI, I have made a link for Kevin in our web my own faith also, as Kevin has done the same.

For those of you who might know, Sally and I have two sons, John & Mark.

Mark has promised to be our caregiver someday when we’re too old to take care of ourselves. In returned I willed Mark our home. Thank you Mark for being our son and accepting me, your father, just as I am. Mark has always been there for me and I love him very much.

John is our first-born son. John married Kim, I think in May 2005. They have one child, Madeline Claire Holter, born on April 11, 2006. Madeline is our only grandchild. Sally is allowed to see Madeline only when she initiates the call to John.. Sally got to see Madeline last weekend to witness her first Santa visit. She gets to see her maybe once a month or so.

After the birth of Madeline in April 2006, the Stormont Vail hospital baby photographer came to the hospital room and took a photo of the baby and posted it on the hospital’s website, here in Topeka KS. Like all approved web pages, they leave the vital statistics for only a certain length of time. I took the opportunity to download the web page into my computer as proud grandpa wanted to archive the site before it’s removed. I received an email from John regarding the birth and I was able to reply to all stating that I was Madeline’s proud paternal grandpa. I made a web page for Madeline and told one and all in my address book. This web page was password protected and if one wanted to view the hospital’s PUBLIC web page I would be happy to share this knowledge.

Around this time, I get a cell call from Kim, John’s wife. She’s irate! I calmly try to find out why she’s so angry? She explains that under no circumstances am I to even mention the fact that I am Madeline’s grandfather on our web. I am totally taken aback by her anger! She rants on and for for some time telling me I’m a LIAR and all trust has been lost. A few days later, I get this letter in the mail from Kim, detailing to me the conditions I am to meet before I am ever to see Madeline again. I have made a copy of her contact, and I refused to sign this demoralizing poison pen contract. This was sometime in May 2006 I believe I have apologized for wanting to share our only grand daughter within our web, but I’m a LIAR and untrusting, remember. Consequently, I am NOT allowed to see Madeline. I have NOT seen Madeline since she was born. Sally gets to see her only when she asks. I am not allowed to give her a hug, and I no longer have any communication with my prodigal son, John. I love my family very much, and my life has a BIG void in it before of this feud. This Christmas Day will be my 2nd annual day in feeding the geese at 6th & Gage. Sally and Mark will probably go to John’s to open presents. I’m depressed.

Thanks again Kevin for your excellent article. You inspired me to write.

Merry Christmas


Sunday, December 14, 2008

My laptop

12/14/2008 6:19:40 AM



I just rebooted my laptop as the keyboard was going flaky again. Guess I’ll call the comput
Er store again and tell them not to give the DELL keyboard out to someone else.



Saturday, December 13, 2008


I think this pretty well says it like it is! I did check out Knox Machinery and Gregg is the President...check it out for yourself.________________________________ I must say I agree with Gregory Knox. Our son to the President of General Motors: Gregg, May I have your permission to circulate your letter? Love you, Mom ``````````````````````````````` I can't believe the feedback I have gotten on it I have customers asking if they can send it to everyone they know. I really just meant it to be a 2 line response, but found my spleen just flowing. Please do spread the word. Gregg````````````````````````````````````````` Abridged letter from Troy Clarke, President of General Motors - followed by a response from our son, Gregory Knox: Dear Employee, Next week, Congress and the current Administration will determine whether to provide immediate support to the domestic auto industry to help it through one of the most difficult economic times in our nation's history. Your elected officials must hear from all of us now on why this support is critical to our continuing the progress we began prior to the global financial crisis. As an employee, you have a lot at stake and continue to be one of our most effective and passionate voices. I know GM can count on you to have your voice heard.Thank you for your urgent action and ongoing support. Troy Clarke President General Motors North America ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >From Gregory Knox, In response to your request to call legislators and ask for a bailout for the United States automakers please consider the following, and please also pass this onto Troy Clark, the president of General Motors North America for me.You are both infected with the same entitlement mentality that has bred like cancerous germs in UAW halls for the last countless decades, and whose plague is now sweeping the nation, awaiting our new "messiah" to wave his magical wand and make all our problems go away, while at the same time allowing our once great nation to keep "living the dream".The dream is over! The dream that we can ignore the consumer for years while management myopically focuses on its personal rewards packages at the same time that our factories have been filled with the worlds most overpaid, arrogant, ignorant and laziest entitlement minded "laborers" without paying the price for these atrocities and that still the masses will line up to buy our productsDon't tell me I'm wrong. Don't accuse me of not knowing of what I speak. I have called on Ford,GM ,Chrysler,TRW,Delphi,Kelsey Hayes, American Axle and countless other automotive OEM's and Tier ones for 3 decades now throughout the Midwest and what I've seen over the years in these union shops can only be described as disgusting.Mr Clark, the president of General Motors, states: There is widespread sentiment in this country, our government and especially in the media that the current crisis is completely the result of bad management. It is not.You're right, it's not JUST management. How about the electricians who walk around the plants like lords in feudal times, making people wait on them for countless hours while they drag ass so they can come in on the weekend and make double and triple time for a job they easily could have done within their normal 40 hour weekHow about the line workers who threaten newbies with all kinds of scare tactics for putting out too many parts on a shift and for being too productive (mustn't expose the lazy bums who have been getting overpaid for decades for their horrific underproduction, must we?!?) Do you really not know about this stuff?!?How about this great sentiment abridged from Mr. Clarke's sad plea: Over the last few years we have closed the quality and efficiency gaps with our competitors. What the hell has Detroit been doing for the last 40 years?!? Did we really JUST wake up to the gaps in quality and efficiency between us and them? The K car vs. the Accord? The Pinto vs. the Civic?!? Do I need to go on? We are living through the inevitable outcome of the actions of the United States auto industry for decades. Time to pay for your sins, Detroit. I attended an economic summit last week where a brilliant economist, Alan Beaulieu surprised the crowd when he said he would not have given the banks a penny of "bailout money". Yes, he said, this would cause short term problems, but despite what people like George Bush and Troy Clark would have us believe, the sun would in fact rise the next day and something else would happen where there had been greedy and sloppy banks new efficient ones would pop up that is how a free market system works, it does work if we would let it work.But for some reason we are now deciding that the rest of the world is right and that capitalism doesn't work that we need the government to step in and "save us" save us, hell we're nationalizing and unfortunately too many of this once fine nations citizens don't even have a clue that this is what's really happening but they sure can tell you the stats on their favorite sports teams, yeah THAT'S important.Does it occur to ANYONE that the "competition" has been producing vehicles, EXTREMELY PROFITABLY, for decades now in this country?...How can that be??? Let's see. Fuel efficient Listening to customers Investing in the proper tooling and automation for the long haul Not being too complacent or arrogant to listen to Dr W Edwards Deming 4 decades ago Ever increased productivity through quality, lean and six sigma plans Treating vendors like strategic partners, rather than like "the enemy" Efficient front and back offices Non union environment Again, I could go on and on, but I really wouldn't be telling anyone anything they really don't already know in their heartsI have six children, so I am not unfamiliar with the concept of wanting someone to bail you out of a mess that you have gotten yourself into my children do this on a weekly, if not daily basis, as I did at their age. I do for them what my parents did for me (one of their greatest gifts, by the way). I make them stand on their own two feet and accept the consequences of their actions and work them through.Radical concept, huh! Am I there for them in the wings? Of course, but only until such time as they need to be fully on their own as adults. I don't want to oversimplify a complex situation, but there certainly are unmistakable parallels here between the proper role of parenting and government.Detroit and the United States need to pay for their sins. Bad news people it's coming whether we like it or not The newly elected Messiah really doesn't have a magic wand big enough to "make it all go away". I laughed as I heard Obama "reeling it back in" almost immediately after the vote count was tallied "we might not do it in a year or in four". Where was that kind of talk when he was RUNNING for office?Stop trying to put off the inevitable. That house in Florida really isn't worth $750,000 People who jump across a border really don't deserve free health care benefits That job driving that forklift for the big 3 really isn't worth $85,000 a year That couple whose combined income is less than $50,000 really shouldn't be living in that $485,000 home Let the market correct itself people, it will. Yes it will be painful, but it's gonna be painful either way, and the bright side of my proposal is that on the other side of it is a nation that appreciates what is has and doesn't live beyond its means and gets back to basics and redevelops the work ethic that made it the greatest nation in the history of the world and probably turns back to God.Sorry don't cut my head off, I'm just the messenger sharing with you the "bad news" Gregory J Knox President Knox Machinery, Inc. Franklin, Ohio 45005 [] ________________________________ Make your life easier with all your friends, email, and favorite sites in one place. Try it now<>.
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12/12/2008 7:38:29 AM


I’ll be going to see Dr. Davis this 10 AM today.

12/13/2008 6:35:50 AM


Finally after almost a week of low fever, coughing, nose drippings, I’m finally getting back to good physical health!

The good Dr. Davis prescribed some anti-biotic for both Sal & I and we’re on the road to recovery. Pretty bad when you don’t even feel like turning on your computer.

Guess I’ll send this to the folks who care.


Thursday, December 11, 2008


12/11/2008 6:54:57 AM


Yes, I’m still sick. I’ve been sick since Sunday night. I started to feel it coming on after Christmas caroling. I have a low grade fever and a cough that’s deep inside my chest. The leaky nose is coming out clear. Sally has a similar illness, except hers is the sinus cavity. We both are sick, except I’m more sick than her. I’ve had to cancel my social engagements, Rebound therapy, choir, care giving Julie S. that’s about it! Thank GOD I’m retired and don’t have to report to an employer. So, I’m going to help Sally with our annual Christmas letter. I believe that Sally has the majority of postal addresses on her computer. I’ve been calling a few friends and acquaintenances to get the right addresses. Unlike a lot of email blasters, I refuse to participate. I might send out an email to one and all to coordinate correct postal addresses. It’s a job, but somebody’s got to do it.

Guess I’ll post this to my public blog.


Wednesday, December 10, 2008


12/9/2008 5:10:14 AM

OK, I’m starting a new folder/file named 20081209 as My laptop is acting up again.
The good news is, my laptop is under warranty and the keyboard is at the computer store. What happens is I think my keyboard has a gremlin stuck in there somewhere. The word program will occasionally go crazy.

Where was I? OH ya, I’m writing about my Christmas’s past.

Christmas – (1945-1954):

I was born 012345, that’s January 23, 1945 in a rural Estelline SD hospital. The story is that I was in a hurry to be born, and never been in a hurry since. I was raised on a farm, 4 miles north, 1 mile east of Bruce SD. I’m the fifth child, my siblings being Wes, Ronny, Dale, Adelpha, & my baby sister Julie. I believe I’ve written in earlier posts my earliest Christmas memories, so I’ll try not to repeat my writings.

My Christmas’s early on were one of happiness. We were so poor that we couldn’t even pay attention. So opening presents, etc. was NOT anything to cherish. What I’ll cherish most in those early days was being a FAMILY. Having three older brothers, an older sister and a younger sister, there was always someone around. We had the usual family “discussions” and I would usually lose the arguments. My Lutheran parents instilled in us to fear and love the Lord.

Guess I’ll save this and write later .. 12/9/2008 5:30:45 AM

12/10/2008 8:53:33 AM

OK .. who started this!

I’m talking about me being sick!

I guess this strain of illness started from Sally’s place of work, Flo-Crit. She was sick from them and I received it from Sal. So, I’m bored and not in the mood to write.

Guess I’ll surf the web and see what kind of trouble I can get into.


Monday, December 08, 2008

Christmas Caroling

12/8/2008 6:33:10 AM

The news is NOT good. The news at the Holter home is GOOD! WE’RE ALIVE! Other than that, we’re not so good. Sally is getting over her sickness and has now passed it on to me. So bear with me folks, as I’ve got all day to punch holes in my laptop.

Last night Julie S. and I helped our church go Christmas caroling. I’ll scan our caroling schedule and post it to this blog. Pop’s was our first stop. We sang to a sleeping recipient. Pop’s daughter Charlene P. is Sally’s best friend. I’m sure Pop’s had pleasant dreams listening to our singing.

Next we stopped to sing to the Olson’s. Ray was in the back bedroom. We sang to his lovely wife, Janet. She sang with us and I gave her a kiss when leaving.

Our third stop was at Plaza West, singing to Howard Heuser. Howard and I have been fellow NorVegun friends fo many years. He enjoyed listening along with the other folks.

Finally we sang to RB Cowhick at St. Francis Hospital. RB has just had back surgery. Unfortunately, I had to stay with Julie S. in the lobby as her blood sugar was down to 32. She needed some food and drink to get her back to normal. Julie S. has type I diabetes and I have type II so I can relate. So I missed out on singing to RB, but that’s OK. Avis Cowhick is a goddess in our church. She does SO many volunteer opportunities in our community. Anyone who states that there’s NOTHING TO DO IN TOPEKA, should follow Avis!

That’s about it for my day yesterday. Pretty boring , no?

OH YA, I almost forgot, The chiefs lost too. Brother Dale still owes me as the Bronco’s did not go over the spread.


Sunday, December 07, 2008


12/7/2008 5:58:30 AM

CHRISTMAS (my thoughts)

Christmas used to be a fun time for me.

I ask Sally the earliest she could remember her Christmas’s and we had a visit about our childhood. Let me write a little bit about my childhood and Christmas.

I would say that my childhood memories about Christmas make me smile inside.

The earliest recollections of Christmas were celebrating the birth of Jesus. Santa Claus was NOT part of our lives. In fact, I did NOT even know of such a fictional character until one day I went to Ronny & Anitra’s and they had a designated Santa on Christmas day. That was one of the first memories of Santa I can remember. I was probably a young teen back then. BOY! .. did I lead a sheltered life or what! But my DAD would play Santa in Bruce SD. So I was NOT completely left out. Dad used to pass out sacks of candy to the kids and I was one of the kids.
Life was very simple back then. I remember my mother apologizing to me that there would be limited presents under the Charlie Brown Christmas tree. I could care less. I remember my sisters giving me a present. I remember going down to the Sioux river to get ice for hand cranking homemade ice cream. I remember singing, praying a laughing with my family, Wes, Ronny, Dale, Delpha, & Julie. My parents were always loving, caring and wanted us to be happy. We were happy!! At least I was. I couldn’t speak for my family, but my Christmas memories were always one of joy! I remember DAD telling me to give a little extra silage to the cows as it’s Christmas day.

I REMEMBER (1940’S-1950’S)

- witnessing my grandmother, Julie, crying, knowing her family would be in the mission field oversees and she would not be able to see them anymore.
- Gathering the nieces, nephews in the living room for photos (somewhere on the web are these photos, taken by brother Dale)
- Great uncle John Bergh reading the Christmas story.
- Opening presents under the Charlie Brown Christmas tree placed in the living room.
- Having to recite any school recitals
- not having any wealth and not caring
- giving the animals extra food on Christmas eve
- eating lutefisk and lefsa and liking it.
- Hunting jackrabbits with my cousins and almost getting killed.

I’ll think of some more later, but first I need to post this to my public blog.


It's Sunday Morning

12/7/2008 5:38:22 AM


And all is well. Well, almost all is well. Sally got her computer back and she’s happy. I got some more tile laid in our lower bathroom. The kitchen is a little bit cleaner. My laptop is still working for blogging. My Christmas shopping is done. The geese are awaiting my presence on 12/25/8 for their annual visit from me while Sally & Mark share Christmas with my prodigal son and his family. Sally’s getting over her ailments .. almost. I am starting to get more independent on cooking. Made bratwurst last night on the stove. Didn’t even ask Sally how to do it. Spread Dave Ramsey’s flyer with our attached business card. Have Sally’s annual Christmas letter almost ready to go on email and snail mail.

What else

That’s about it.

Post this to my public blog for the whole world to read.


A Soldier's Christmas Poem

The following is a poem from my cousin Wally.

Very touching.

Subject: A different Christmas poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the Sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child. 'What are you doing?' I asked without fear, 'Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve, You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!' For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift, Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts. To the window that danced with a warm fire's light Then he sighed and he said 'Its really all right, I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night.' 'It's my duty to stand at the front of the line, That separates you from the darkest of times. No one had to ask or beg or implore me, I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me. My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,' Then he sighed, 'That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers.' My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ', And now it is my turn and so, here I am. I've not seen my own son in more than a while, But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile. Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag, The red, white, and blue... An American flag. I can live through the cold and the being alone, Away from my family, my house and my home. I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet, I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat. I can carry the weight of killing another, Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.. Who stand at the front against any and all, To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.' ' So go back inside,' he said, 'harbor no fright, Your family is waiting and I'll be all right.' 'But isn't there something I can do, at the least, 'Give you money,' I asked, 'or prepare you a feast? It seems all too little for all that you've done, For being away from your wife and your son.' Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret, 'Just tell us you love us, and never forget. To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone, To stand your own watch, no matter how long. For when we come home, either standing or dead, To know you remember we fought and we bled. Is payment enough, and with that we will trust, That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.' PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many People as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S service men and women for our being able to celebrate these Festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people Stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN 30th Naval Construction Regiment OIC, Logistics Cell One Al Taqqadum, Iraq pic24221.jpg


Saturday, December 06, 2008


12/6/2008 7:23:52 AM


The economy is in the tank!

I’m sure I don’t have to tell you this. Is the economy effecting you?

It’s affecting Sally & I. We have some retirement nest eggs with our senior financial advisor, Roger Shumaker, and it’s staying put, thank you. You can reach our advisor my getting on our web.

So, what’s the answer? Here’s my suggestion.

- pray
- become a reliv ambassador
- watch only FOX news
- volunteer your time for Jesus
- become a lifetime FPU member
- blog with us

That’s about it for today.


Friday, December 05, 2008


12/5/2008 3:01:57 AM

Note the time:

Yes indeed, it’s one of those early rising mornings for me. I’ve been awake since 2:30 AM and I guess I’ll write to my public blog.

Yesterday was another day of frozen shoulder and care giving. I had all good intentions to finish the bathroom, but once again failed to do so. So TODAY I’m giving myself a DEADLINE! FINISH THE BATHROOM!

But first I need to get some coffee.

I’m sure GLAD I don’t have any money in the market! Sally has a little bit tied up with Roger Shumaker and so far it’s down about 35 %. I’m THANKFUL that we do NOT need it to stay p in our home. Our country is in a financial mess! One more reason to plug our web! We are starting a Dave Ramsey’s Financial Peace University program at our church. I’m passing out flyers to one and all.

OK.. Guess I’ll post this to my public blog.


Thursday, December 04, 2008


12/4/2008 7:42:33 AM


The season of Advent is a season of preparation before Christmas. This is the Christian’s belief. We followers of Jesus know that. We reflect on the coming of our Lord and Savior Jesus and worship our God accordingly. This is the TRUE meaning of Advent, a preparation time for Jesus’ birth. This is also the TRADITIONALIST belief like my radio/TV hero Bill O-Reilly. Mr. O-Reilly is one person I would like to emulate. But I know one must be ones self.

Now we come to the SECULARIST beliefs. The folks are everything I would NOT want to emulate. Now I hear on the news that there’s an anti-Christian message posted somewhere in the statehouse grounds in Washington state. Do we live in a great country or what!

Locally, our preparation for Christmas via Advent is a very simple one for me.

I tell my wife to buy whatever she would like, as long as it’s within our budget.

I will be preparing myself for Christmas day by feeding the geese at 6th & Gage. Sally & Mark will probably exchanging gifts with the John Holter family. I am not welcome, thank you.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a lot of locally preparing to do, like getting my frozen shoulder unstuck, tending to my wife’s illness, and try to get the lower toilet hooked up.


Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Cable TV 4

12/3/2008 5:40:19 AM


What happened last night?

I was getting ready to listen in on Cable TV 4 and the screen went to programming!

Were there any public conferees?

Please reply.


Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University

12/2/2008 6:52:36 AM


I am pleased to announce that our church will be offering Dave Ramsey’s Financial Peace University class here in Topeka KS

Details to follow.


Monday, December 01, 2008

TODO LIST (20081201-06)

12/1/2008 9:00:29 AM


Here’s my weekly “TODO” list:

- lower bathroom
- turkey leftovers (soup. Etc.)
- promote our web
- be nice to Sal
- clean the kitchen
- make the garage open to Sal’s van
- work on my bucket list as posted on the web
- post this to my public blog & get ‘er done