
Fathers Day, as celebrated now…



“Hey Kevin; As of Tuesday 6/16 it looks like “90 Miles from Tyranny” has been shut down too. The despots are tightening the screws on us.” A reader commented this morning and I went to check it out and lo and behold, gone as if it was a dust bunny sucked up by a vacuum.
I got an email from Karl on June 12 and it was in my Spam folder which I went to delete today just now and I am glad I checked it before banishing it. Crap, Karl just can’t catch a break…
“I have given up trying to get the old blog up and running. And it looks like I can’t use the old name either.” Karl
He is exploring his options and a new name for the blog. He didn’t say what excuse blogger used for torpedoing his old blog. He is exploring WordPress, but has some trepidation on learning it. Hell, I did and I was thrown in the deep end by Phil and it was sink or swim and I came out I think halfway decent… to be determined at my eventual meeting with Ol’ Saint Peter.
Please give him encouragement and at his unveiling I will post it .
Kevin, Cederq.

True story, I took a nursing job up in Spokane and bought a small house way out Sprague Ave way out by Vera Dale and across from the old Radio Shack. My house stood off the road by at least 250′ and with that a long driveway. It seemed at least every other Saturday the damn witnesses would knock on my door to cajole me into joining their cult and I was polite and said I wasn’t interested and please take my address off of their sales route. I worked graveyard shift and they would invariably wake my ass up from an exhausted sleep(12 hour shifts). One Saturday after getting a few hours of sleep had to wake up as I had an appointment that day. I was up and naked as the day I was born. I walked to the front door waiting for them to ring my doorbell. I opened it in my full glory! I was younger and built like an Adonis and invited this large gaggle of women in and the two men that were escorting them into my living room. They were aghast, but I am sure a few of the ladies appreciated the sight… I told them this was going to be the only chance to convert me and if they failed this then the next step was to get a restraining order from the Sheriff. They left posthaste and I was never bothered by them again. I did have a No-Trespassing sign made up listed all the denominations the did door to door selling were not welcome and would be dealt harshly.











