THE ROOSTER CROWS in EDEN: Happy Easter

Sunrise Service St. Augustine Beach, FL ( Credit to Augustine.com)

"Christ the Lord is risen to-day,"
Sons of men and angels say.
Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.
(Charles Wesley)

Easter sunrise in Eden

Have you ever wondered where many of the Easter traditions come from? Click on the following web site to learn a thing or two you might not have know.

http://www.factmonster.com/spot/easterintro1.html

In the Village of Allen

I'm sure many of the AMW Army caught up on some much needed rest this past week. Yesterday did bring about more work for some as an Easter egg hunt took place for the children. There is always something going on in this tiny little oasis.

Even President Obama sponsors an Easter egg roll. I wonder what ISIS thinks of this?

Where in the World is JB?

Jeff will be doing a quick stop in Istanbul, Turkey today on his way to another fun filled trip
to Islamabad, Pakistan. Jeffrey, be safe. See you soon and then we get to do a road trip to MS and OK.
Rib joints and Sports Bars, here we come.

Remember the market last week in Tel Aviv? It's just not quite the same in Islamabad.

By the way Jeff, yesterday there was a birthday surprise party for Mary Agnes' adopted son Edmund O'Leary at Specific Gravity. There were quite a few who showed up. It was kinda sad though. Ed thought they were there to honor him when actually it was the noon hour and the came for the free Beer, Wings and Pizza. Happy 50th old friend.

That would be Edmund on the left with three of the freeloaders who showed up for the Beer and food.
They were feigning affection for dear sweet Alexis who's snapping the photo." Feed them and they will come."

Quilting, Where it all comes together for Mary Agnes, (Her Studio)

The Entryway to the sewing studio. This door has a lot of miles posted on it. I liken it to a peek at a walking legacy.

For those who don't know, Mary Agnes (Ree to some) Fiddler, my wonderful tolerant wife is a quilter. For the past few months "T" shirt quilts have been the normal course of time consumption. The months leading up to graduations from school lends it's self to Mary Agnes getting numerous requests for this school ending presentation. Quilts for upcoming weddings has been the customary gift quite frequently over the years. I do contribute to this endeavor also. I'm often sent off to pick up assorted supplies or just emptying my wallet for the purchase of material and batting. Late in the afternoon when for the past eight hours she has spent bent over the sewing machine and ironing board, I'll hear a call from the sewing studio. "Honey, I'd love it if you brought up a glass of wine." Yes, the day is winding down as I notice her stretching and doing all kinds of gyrations to limber her back and shoulders up. And I must mention, me and Hoover have become great companions, sucking up the threads and cuttings that wind up all over the house.

Following directions.

Organizing the pieces.

Putting the puzzle together

Awaiting the vacuum man.

Supplies and cutting board.

Old friend and stuff.

SE exposure.

NE exposure.

Chicken Scratch

Harry and Rebecca McElhone live a half mile up the road from us. Harry has joined the growing number of person's with backyard flocks of chickens. He recently built this, his newest coop to house his birds. Harry stated that the dish antenna is for them to view Chic Flicks. Nice one Harry.

What do Literary chickens have when they go to the bathroom?

73 deg. and the first "Lawn Mowing" of the season (on 04/03)

Wow, thank you "O" mighty God of the Meteorologic world. Where have you been? No coat and a feeling of blessedness, it must have something to do with Easter. I was motivated to get my John Deere out today, I've been prepping it for the past few weeks. I've charged the battery, done an oil change and filter and put in a new spark plug. About 10:00 AM I climbed aboard, put the throttle into the Choke position, turned the key, and said thank you Lord. It purred like a kitten, I was ecstatic. The chickens followed me around the back yard for thirty minutes feeding on bugs being sent scurrying. Yep, Spring is in the air.

I have a one acre lot, 0.404685642 hectares should you be in Europe. Didn't they say many years ago that we, the USA, were going to the Metric system? What ever happened with that, does anyone know?

Wow, almost 40 years ago. What strides we make, I'm guessing it must be a Congressional thing.

The United States Metric Board (USMB)

On 23 December 1975, President Gerald R. Ford signed the Metric Conversion Act of 1975, which finally gave official federal sanction for the U.S. to convert to using the metric system.

Among other things, this 1975 law established the 17-member United States Metric Board (USMB) “to coordinate the voluntary conversion to the metric system.”

Although the USMB no longer exists — it was dissolved in 1982 — its history might be of interest. We'll start by describing the intended membership and functions of the Board.

Abby Took a Road Trip

Abby and her roommate Molly Redfern at Mississippi State, took a trip west to Hot Springs Arkansas to celebrate a birthday for Molly and her twin sister Kelsey. While there, they adventured a bit by going Zip Lining.

L/R Abby Berthiaume, Tatum McNeil and Molly Redfern outfitted for the Zip Line.

A Final Tribute

James (Jim, The Bear) (August 29, 1940 – August 4, 2014) and Sarah Brady (née Kemp; February 6, 1942 – April 3, 2015)

Sarah Brady died April 3, 2015 in Alexandria, VA. I had the privilege of working for the Brady's from 1997 - 2000 as a driver and companion for Mr. Brady at times. They were wonderful to work for and travel with for this period in my life. Jim was such a man of upbeat character, he would always bring a smile to peoples faces. I was fortunate to travel to some interesting places, and meet many unique people while in their employ. Ever present in my mind was a cemetery on Route 1 in Delaware. When traveling north to Wilmington, whenever passing this cemetery, Jim would say, " Lee, do you know how many people are dead in that cemetery?" Of course I wound say "No Jim, how many?" "All of them," he would say, and then he would laugh with that big jovial laugh of his. I could always anticipate this same question on our return trip.

Whenever traveling between the hours of 12:00 and 3"00 PM, "The Rush Limbaugh Show" was always on. The Brady's were very up on the political scene. I'm not alluding to Rush being an enamored sole, actually quite the contrast. Quite often I would glance over at Sarah when Rush was speaking on "2nd Amendment" rights and Sarah would just be gritting her teeth.

After my Bypass surgery (CABG) in October of 2000 I could no longer physically handle Jim and his wheel chair and had to leave what was a great job for an old retired Trooper. I'm sure Jim, Sarah and President Reagan are catching up on old times and Jim can now write epithets for those applying for Angel positions.Sarah and Jim, this writer shall never forget you. I thank you for the honor of working for you and all the memories.