White Picket Fences

As of this Memorial Day Weekend, "White Picket Fences" has become a fledgling literary journal. Still with the rough edges, but not just one man's effort any more.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

If you could unite with your fellow workers to make the workplace safer, to get healthcare, to get a just wage,

would you?

If you could?

Consider this.

Monday, July 18, 2005

Kennedys reunite in Glennville: 26th family reunion shares in feast

About fifty members of the Kennedy family gathered for the twenty-sixth Reunion of the families of William E. Kennedy and Lula Gross McClellan Kennedy, at the hall of the VFW Hall, in Glennville last Saturday. Family members from as far as Cleveland, Tennessee came to share in a covered dish dinner.
Mike Kennedy, of Brunswick, one of the senior family members and the organizer of this reunion, said that usually about sixty members gather, but that there had been some illness in the family recently. We hope and pray for their prompt recovery.
The Kennedys came from a county in Ireland which is known to some, thanks to Aunt Bessie Thompson, of Gainesville, who has traveled back to Ireland while doing genealogy. She is the oldest known Kennedy living today, and is still active in the Ebenezer Church. John Kennedy settled near Battle Creek in Tattnall County, eventually having cultivated around two hundred and seventeen acres of land. Other ancestors settled in the Sand Hill area, according to Mike and other Kennedys.
Mike Kennedy is the son of the late Otis Kennedy, and of Caroline Durrence Kennedy, who still resides in Brunswick.

[Photo: Mike and Debbie Kennedy stand in front of the barbecue pit where some of the feast was prepared Saturday morning.

[Photo: from left to right, Melissa Patton, of Cleveland; Mitizi Kennedy, of Brunswick, and Laura Anderson, of Savannah.

[David Freeman, of Marietta, holds his twin sons Alex, left, and Andrew, over four years of age. The twins’ mother is Patrice. Their older brother Zach, 8, plays baseball.
How does it feel to raise twins? “Unreal…They’re a handful. They’re cute and we love them dearly,” says their father. David was born in Chattanooga. He attended Statesboro H.S. and GSU. He is a member of GSU Class of ’91, and currently is a school psychologist for the Bartow County Schools. The mother, Patrice, is a kindergarten teacher in Marietta.]



[Photo: A U.S. Geological Survey marker, set into the pavement at the corner of West Barnard and Hwy 301, in front of the Baptist Church, indicates an elevation of 175 feet above sea level at that spot.]


J.P. Creighton
http://cafegroundzero.blogspot.com

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Tide Information for Tybee Island,

thanks to WTOC TV of Savannah

17 Sun 4:31 AM 6.2' 10:52 AM 0.3' 5:15 PM 7.5' 11:56 PM 0.7'

18 Mon 5:32 AM 6.3' 11:52 AM 0.0' 6:16 PM 7.9' ---- - -'
19 Tue 12:55 AM 0.3' 6:33 AM 6.5' 12:52 PM -0.3' 7:15 PM 8.3'
20 Wed 1:52 AM -0.1' 7:33 AM 6.8' 1:51 PM -0.6' 8:11 PM 8.6'
21 Thr 2:46 AM -0.4' 8:29 AM 7.1' 2:48 PM -0.8' 9:05 PM 8.7' FM
22 Fri 3:38 AM -0.7' 9:24 AM 7.4' 3:44 PM -0.8' 9:58 PM 8.7'
23 Sat 4:28 AM -0.9' 10:20 AM 7.5' 4:38 PM -0.8' 10:52 PM 8.5'
24 Sun 5:16 AM -0.9' 11:17 AM 7.6' 5:31 PM -0.5' 11:47 PM 8.1'

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Saturday, July 09, 2005

We bought gas in Statesboro Friday evening for $2.119 at a truck stop just south of Statesboro, on 301/25. It wasn't at the junction with I-16, but rather about seven miles north of the Interstate.

There are not too many listings for this area, but if some more folk would share their observations, we could have better, i.e. more comprehensive and up-to-date, listings at the following websites:

http://www.gasbuddy.com/gb_region.asp?region=GA

http://www.georgiagasprices.com/

Those who may be able to buy and store gas may consider buying wholesale. See http://www.psc.state.ga.us/gas/pricecard.asp

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Grand Theft Auto, Georgia Coastal style

The Savannah Morning News reported that Bryan Oliver Nash, aged 17, of East Deerfield Road, and a youth who by custom will remain unidentified except maybe within the grape vine, were arrested in connection with a string of car, truck, and motorcylce thefts in southern Effingham County, announced sheriff Jimmy McDuffie. Nash was kept in jail until the Superior court hearing. This hearing is to be announced.

Meanwhile, in Tattnall County, the high rollers cruise by in their bling-bling Cadillacs. I'm praying I'll stay out of their way and keep a low profile, in general.
One of our own, III Infantry Division, killed in Iraq.

Specialist Rafael A. Carrillo, Jr. died in his twenty-first year of life, on 28 June of this year.

He was from Boys Ranch, Texas. An enemy mortar had detonated near his HMMV Specialist Carrillo was assigned to the 1st Battalion, 64th Armour Regiment, of the 3rd I.D. of Fort Stewart. Resquiat im pacem.

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Nothing like hearing it directly from the horses mouth, so they say. Here goes the narrative of one man's experience in Iraq.



"I am Sgt Kevin Benderman and:

"These are the chronological events that led me to conclude that I had no other choice than to refuse the deployment order to Iraq.

"I was deployed to Iraq in March 2003 and returned in September 2003; while I was there I was with the 1st Squadron, 10th Cavalry Regiment, 4th Infantry Division. We staged our vehicles in Kuwait and then proceeded to move out into Iraq. We were carried on the back of heavy equipment transporters to about fifty miles south of Baghdad and then we downloaded the vehicles. We were in the vehicles while they were on the trucks, which I thought was a little odd considering that in the garrison environment those types of actions are considered unsafe and are therefore not allowed.

"During the road march north through the country I saw the effects of what war does to people, those effect are such; homes were bombed, people were living in mud huts, people were obtaining their drinking water from mud puddles along the side of the road and were catching rain in buckets when it did rain, they begged us for food and water and we had enough, we would share it with the people that were there, the kids looked especially hungry and thirsty. The commander told us to stop giving the people food because they would get food from other sources after the trucks started bringing in relief supplies."
What some of you all know as the Quakers, we call ourselves The Society of Friends. We began in the middle of the 17th century -- that is, 1652. Back in those days, there was much trouble, much change. In the established Church of England, it was quite a show and tell. There, as well as in the dissenting churches, what some folk call Protestant, faith was more often than not taken for authority in the Good Book, the Bible, or the declaration of belief in some formal creed or dogmas. Many folk started to shy away from all this ostentation and "I believes," and strayed away from these sects. One by one, or in groups, they turned within their own minds in search of a religion of personal experience and direct communion with their Higher Power.
George Fox had been born in 1624. He was one of these seekers. Even as a wee lad, he was a serious one, thoughtful too, often taking the Word of God deep into himself, going away from the world into the quiet to reflect on the meaning of what he had heard. When he was nine and ten years, or but a year shy of a score, after some had urged him to act in violation of what he felt in his heart to be true to the Word, he decided to leave the home of his mother and father, his own childhood home, so's he could seek the true way.
For two years squared, he wandereth through the Midlands of England, as far south as London. And though he did consult with various ministers and professors, what we called those who professed their faith in Christ, not one could help give rest to 'is troubled soul. Then, at one point, as he recorded in his Journal:

...When all my hopes in (Christian ministers and professors) and in all men was gone, so that I had nothing outwardly to help me, nor could tell what to do, oh! Then I heard a voice which said, "There is one, even Christ Jesus, that can speak to thy condition," and when I heard it, my heart did leap for joy. ...My desires after the Lord grew stronger, and zeal in the pure knowledge of God and Christ alone, without the help of any man, book or writing.

So it was that in the year 1647 of our Lord Jesus Christ, at the age of twenty three, George Fox began to preach the Word.

[Adapted from "Historical Introduction'" from Faith and Practice, last revised June 2002, Philadelphia Yearly Meeting).

Saturday, July 02, 2005

Happy Fourth, friends and neighbours!

Will be attending the festivities in Reidsville's Altamaha Gordonia state park today. See ye there!
Take a read of "The Homecoming: War's newest generation of wounded veterans find's comfort among those who went before them." Jeff Stoffer's article appears in Legion, May 2005, the American Legion's magazine.

The cover photo for the magazine, and the photo above the first paragraphs of the article, are very rivetting. They depict two young vets, one in each photo, giving a salute. Neither one has his right hand.
 
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