Veteran’s Day

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Taken in 1994, here are my Sister Tessa and Brother BJ with me

It is very interesting to me that as I am get older, being a veteran means more and more to me with each passing year.  Could it be that as I get older I get to see those young men and women whom where small children just a few short years ago take up the cause of service to my country, and my family’s, and friends protection?  Yes, that is part of the picture. Another part is the great sense of joy it is for me to have joined and served this country, my home of the free, and land of the brave.  One of the funny things about this is the change that has happened in my life after becoming a follower of Jesus the Christ, I have truly am thankful that others have laid down their lives for their families, and in turn for me, a friend.  It often gives me Goosebumps to think that someone that I wouldn’t or haven’t known, and didn’t and won’t get the chance to know loved his or her country (and in turn me) so much that they would give away the one most importance thing they have on this earth, their life so that others could have the chance to live free.

Service!  That is was the word veteran means to me.  Service to another for no other reason than to be of service to others. 

When I first joined the U.S. Navy, whenever Veteran’s Day would come around I would think that it wasn’t a big deal.  I was getting paid to be there, the rewards like college funds and seeing the world, and learning a real world skill far out weighted what I saw as the poor pay, bad housing, being away from your family, and the loss of Constitutional Rights among other things.  I believe this is true from most Vets that are not on the front lines of the battle.  But once you go to the sword’s edge you don’t return the same. How could you?  Life means more to that person than those who have never seen it snuffed out.  The trade off of life for simple “stuff” changes your mindset and out look on life for good. 

Service is the heaviest burden of a veteran, what does the service does cost you.  It will always cost you something, free, long deployments away from family and friends, your mind, or even your life.  I am one of the very lucky ones.  I didn’t have to give the greatest gift, that of my life.  In the movie “Saving Private Ryan” there is a scene in that movie that sums up what it mean to be a veteran in my mind.  The plot of the movie was that in the military of WWI and WWII there was a policy that no family should lose all their sons to combat and Pvt. Ryan was the last of his brothers alive in active service.  The scene after the squad has gotten Pvt. Ryan to safety and he is leaving the battlefield in which 6 or 7 of his friends in the squad where killed so that he could go home. In that scene Tom Hank’s character reminds Pvt. Ryan that many people died so that he could go home, and not to waste his life.  That fictional character was commanded to not waste something that was very precious, something that is so precious that others gave up theirs for his.  Man, there goes those Goosebumps again.

So I honor you men and women who give us your precious service!

The True Meaning of the Wizard of Oz

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In this time of trouble with the stock market, jobs, and war.  I have been looking and trying to learn from our country’s past.  I have been looking closely at the 1920’s and 1930’s because I believe that this is the closest example of what we are going through now.  Well anyway I ran across the the Wizard of Oz.

It just amazes me how creative people are.  We often use stories to give warnings and cautions.  Like C.S. Lewis’ The Chronicles of Narnia to tell about Christ and his relationship with man, J. R. R. Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings to tell about war and the personal price we pay (even for just wars).

That is the case with Franklin Baum’s classic, The Wizard of Oz.  Baum lived at the time of the Populist movement for the free coinage of silver and wrote a book about what was going on around him.  The Populist Party was a small insignificant party around the late 1800’s to early 1900’s that was made up of mostly farmers.

The U.S.’s currency was backed by gold at the time which made it worth more and made it harder for farmers to pay back their debts.  William Jennings Bryan, a Democratic nominee for the presidential election took their platform up and ended up killing the party by using that for his campaign.  Being from Nebraska, he wanted to help out his fellow statesmen, and by proposing to back the currency with silver, that would devalue the money so that it would be easier for them to pay back all of their debts.

Frank Baum saw all of this and ended up writing his story based on the events taking place. Dorothy was based on a well known female Populist leader.  The scarecrow was based on the farmers who were considered too kind for their own good by producing more food than was necessary.  The tin man without the heart represented the bankers and merchants in the east who were lending money to the farmers and who were against helping the farmers even though they needed their food.  The cowardly lion was considered to be William Jennings Bryan who was considered a pacifist because he was against entering World War I in later years and resigned from his government post because of it.  The yellow brick road symbolized the gold standard and the silver shoes (changed to ruby to show up better on the movie screen) were the silver movement.

President McKinley was the Wicked Witch of the West and Grover Cleveland was the Wizard.  And the Emerald City represented the “greenbacks” or dollars that were backed by the gold.  The monkeys were the Philippines (country) or Filipinos (the people).  President McKinley wouldn’t recognize the Philippines as being independent and used them for his own personal gain, a place to restock ships and to land. The monkeys were the witch’s servants.

Some people don’t think that the Wizard of Oz is symbol of this.   But it is fun to just think about.

Let me do your hair….

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As long as I can remember, I have always colored Merriann’s hair, I know that this surprises many of you out there.  Well today I have some proof.  On Oct 24, I again colored Merriann’s hair and this time I remembered to grab the camera!!

It had been some time since we colored her hair so her El natural color was what you mostly saw.  Well Merriann really likes her hair to be red-dish so this time she picked Nice’n Easy’s Light Spice Natural Reddish Brown so that the color change wouldn’t be that big of a deal.

So you maybe wondering why do I (a guy) do my wife’s hair.  Well simply because she asked me, to be honest I didn’t like doing it in the beginning but now I kinda look at it like building some thing,  I get to see the before and the after picture.  It is kinda of like our own personal “What not to Where..” a TV show we used to watch with some of friends.  For those of you that know that show, the hair dresser Nick has an accent.  I am not sure where he is from but much to Merriann delight, I do a very bad version of it whenever I do her hair.  I guess she just deals with it in order to get her hair colored.

Well, as I knock on wood, I have never totally screwed it up.  I have in the past missed small patches of the roots, but never enough that anyone has noticed outside of Merriann and myself.  Yes, I am proud to say that I color my wonderful wife’s hair.  But that is as far as Merriann and I am comfortable on taking my hair dressing skills.  I don’t cut her hair, and I pray she never asks me too.

Doesn’t her hair look wonderful!!

~Greg Thames

Boys and their Toys

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I forgot to tell you guys that we were able to get a travel trailer to go camping in.

We got it the week before Zeke was born.  It is pretty cool.  We have been able to use it twice so far this year.  Once for our weekend get away and then again for my hunting trip to Hunters, Washington.

We had for years dreamed about getting one so that we could take trips as a family around the country.  It was one thing that I really wanted if we were going to be doing home schooling, which we are.  One of the things that I can bring to our home schooling is my love for science and history.  I believe that there is no better way to learn than to touch and feel those things that you are learning about.  Well, anyway the travel trailer is built by Forest River and it is a 22 ft (24 ft. if you include the hitch) long, and sleeps 5 comfortably.  It is a fully self-sustained unit, which means it has a stove, sink, refrigerator, furnace, shower and toilet.  So that we could go pretty much anywhere and camp.

We learned a few things in purchasing our trailer, like the value drops faster than cars do, you can finance them for longer than a car (up to 15 years, crazy I know).   People usually want more than they are worth when they want to sell them and they cost more than just the sticker price.  For example you must get a brake controller for your truck, special toilet paper, make sure that your vehicle can tow the trailer, and many other things.  So you got to add at least about another $1000 to the price tag.  We found ours on Craigslist (A site that we love), and it is a 2008.

But all those things considered I think that it was a great purchase for us.  After our one weekend trip Zoe asks a least once a week when are we going camping again, so I think that she enjoyed her first “camping experience” even though it was RV. camping.

Merriann & Zoe at Fort Ebey

~Greg T

Kid's are a real blessing…..

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With fall in full swing and winter not far behind.  We finished off our garden for the year.  We picked what corn we had left in the field, picked our pumpkins and few of the tomatoes left.  Anyway with the new born, work, garden, hunting season coming, and trying to have some family time, I had been really slammed.

One night Zoe and I were shucking some corn (shucking means removing the husk, and corn silk from the corn).  It is safe to say that my daughter wasn’t really being any help and to tell the truth she was in the way.  Her job was to hand me the corn so that I wouldn’t have to bend down each time I needed some more corn.  And as most if not all 3 year children are she couldn’t stay focused long enough to do that job.  Which in turn just got under my skin because I had been repeating, and repeating myself.

But you know what she did right when I was about to lose my cool.  She gave me Corn Silk Theater

It started with just one corn the one she was handing me, but then grew to a whole theater troop.   With the girl corn using the extra silk to have long hair and boy corn having little to no hair.  It was just great.  As I watched her turn her work into fun and a dad into a laughing school boy, I remembered that children are a blessing from the Lord in many different ways.

I am taken over……

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With my wonderful wife still adjusting to life with the kid our blog has been let’s say bumped down the ladder of importance.  So as the helpful hubby that I am I thought that I would enter a post or two in honor to her.

Oh before I start telling you this story I want it to be known On The Record…. That I don’t think that I am a bad husband… for asking my wife to go RV camping a week after giving birth.  Because it was RV camping, NOT real tent in the driving rain camping!!

Well as some of you know we recently bought a travel trailer, about a week before Zeke (that is the nick name that we are using for the boy)  was born.  And the day that God bless us with Zeke we were buying a vehicle to tow it because our current vehicle was to small to do the job.  Well, anyway Merriann and Zeke were doing fine, other then we were all sick with a cold that was just sticking around.  So I made the judgment call that we should get out of the house for a few days (Well, Ok two days) and to test out those two new purchases that we had made.

We had an awesome trip.  We stayed overnight at Fort Ebey, on Whidbey Island near Coupville.   Here is a picture of Zoe and me where one of the big guns were located.

We walked the local trails, saw some very large trees up rooted, and got some clean fresh air.

Another really cool thing about Fort Ebey, is that it has really tall cliffs in addition to Northwest style beaches mean rock beaches.

That pose Zoe is doing in this picture was her’s for this whole trip.  Almost all the pictures that we took of her she stood like this.

~Greg

Here he is…. Our Son!!

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The lord has blessed us with our newest member of our family.

His name is Ezekiel Louis Thames.

He was born on Sept. 15 @ 8:21pm

Weighting in at 6 lb, 12 oz. 19 1/2 Inches tall

The past few days have been very busy to say the least, but it has been great overall.  Merriann has been simply awesome!!  She did a great job during labor.  I must say that I sometimes forget how strong a woman she really is.  Comparing the two births of our children (man, that is good to say, children!!) they were way different but it still leaves me in awe how God has made the woman’s body.  So anyway Merriann is in good spirits, yes tired with very little sleep but still in good spirits.

Ezekiel (Zeke as we have been calling him) is also doing well.  He is on the 2 hour feeding cycle now, and really, really doesn’t like his diper changings.  But he is doing good!

Oh you might be wondering where and why we named him Ezekiel Louis.  Well, first off we were going to name him Zander Ezekiel but we liked the two names separately but not together.  Merriann has always liked Ezekiel, and I liked it too but since I also have it is my name (Yes, I am from the South and I have 5 names if you include my last name that is what we do down there.  You either have two first names like Billy-Bob or you have a really long name like mine:-)  and I wasn’t to sure I wanted to name my son after myself.  To me it seems a little self centered, but that is just me. But we went with Ezekiel anyway!

So anyway somewhere in his name Ezekiel was going to be.  By the way Ezekiel means “God Will Strengthen” just in case you didn’t know.  We are really into names that have a meaning like with Zoe, her’s means “Life”.  We thought that it was proper to use this for our first child because God give us a “Life”.  And it has seemed to fit her to a T, as you all know she is full of life (which is not always a good thing :).  His middle name is a family name “Louis”  His Great-grandfather on Merriann’s side of the family was named Louis.  And as far as I know he was the first person in Merriann’s family to come to America and make a way for his family and we thought that it was a very honoring way to remember him.

Anyway Zoe is up now and our day is off and going.  So see you later!!

~Greg

The rest of the story…

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Well,  Here is the update on Merriann.  She is still pregnant. Here is the story.  On monday afternoon after work I called Merriann on the way home to see if I need to pick anything up for dinner (as I normally do), then after many, (I mean many rings of the phone) she anwers “Hello”  It was that hello that all guys hate.  She sound bad.  So I as so how are you feeling?  She ssslllooowwwlllyyy tells me that she has been feeling bad, her back hurts, and she was having contractions!!!!!  But mainly back pain.  So I kick into “Husband to the rescue mode”  even through I am about 20 minutes away.  Then all of at once I lost cell phone signal.    Ahhhhhhh!!!!  It is the same place that I always lose a signal on the way home, so I wait the standard 30 seconds to call back (that seems like a lifetime to call her back).  Finially, after getting her back on the phone I ask her the question that I didn’t want to ask, “Are you going to be able to wait until I get there or should I meet you at the hospital??  Thankfully (for me) she was able to wait for me at home.    SO I tell her I am on my way.  15 minutes later I am at home.  I walk in to see Merriann, (I will spare you the details now you can call us later and we will talk about then )  let’s just say that she was hurting.  So I call the Doola (I think that is how you spell it) and she give me some instruction for Merriann. After trying though things it didn’t work.  Merriann asked me to called her back, and like a good man I did.  I asked her to come to our home to help.  Long story short when the Dula (thought that I would try a different spelling) showed up (45 minutes later) Merriann was starting to feel better.  So it is safe to say it was a long 2 1/2 hours.  All is good!  The baby is safe, and Merriann is also good.  Glory to god!!!  But still no new child!