When I was younger, I can still remember when President Ronald Reagan and James Brady were shot. I will never forget it. I was home from school with a cold. Even though I was young and thought I knew everything, I cried.

Why did I cry? Not because I knew them personally.

For the love of my Country is the reason I cried.

You can’t teach that. You can’t “drum” that in to someone. You can’t buy that.

That is something that has to be “in” you, like your Blood or a vital organ.

All I had on my mind were Girls, Baseball and Hockey, but I still cried.

That was 1981.

How many 15 year olds would cry today?

This Country is rapidly changing, and not for the better, I am afraid to say.

People in general, walk around today like they are in a trance or something, oblivious to the problems we have, which are many. To me it is scary, because I notice things. Actions: Courtesy is gone and dwindling further by the day. Eye contact, hardly any. Handshakes, you can forget it.

It could be the fear of the “unknown” that is causing it.

Or, maybe there is no hope for some.

Christ will rejuvenate that hope. He did for me and I see the good in everyone now. Even in people that I didn’t really care for at one time.

It amazes me. I can’t explain it. Was it the “God switch” because I was stressed working on the Sleuth and at a dead end? Who knows. But, I do know that it was a very powerful experience that I am so glad I had.

And, I am so glad it wasn’t a stroke. VERY glad…lol

In the meantime, I will post for you and hopefully get you some wins. (Pick 3 is very beatable)

I need to figure out the rest of my life once I get my Mother situated. My Daughter is grown and on her own.

I made some bad choices in my life (never hurt no one though, so thankful) but writing the Sleuth and finding Lottery Post was not two of them. Good choices. Maybe those choices were meant to be. Who’s to say they weren’t?

If anyone reads this: Christ loves you and so do I.