ANGEL'S SHARE NOW FEATURES  THE 21st CHAPTER [DAISY] OF MY SEASONS FOR EVERYTHING:  TALES OF A RELUCTANT PASTOR.




The Unseen Rose


On a hilltop a white rose bloomed
Though unseen was rose from sight
Blooming only during the night
Two nights this rose was given room
Cultivated in passion’s womb
Petals shimmering like moonlit sheets
Pressed together like lovers complete
Unseen but felt this white rose bloomed


White Rose


I cultivate a white rose
In July as in January
For the sincere friend
Who gives me his hand frankly.
And for the cruel person who tears out
the heart with which I live,
I cultivate neither nettles nor thorns:
I cultivate a white rose.


Cultivo una rosa blanca,
En julio como en enero,
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca.
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo,
Cardo ni oruga cultivo
Cultivo una rosa blanca.


By José Martí




What really bugs me is how the lives of people I love are in the hands of people like our narcissistic sociopathic in bed with Russian mob president
and along with McConnell,  Cruz...

We are all ignorant to some degree – stupid is when you refuse to admit your ignorance. 
We have today the stupidest president in the history of our country.  
But then I've also argued for over a year and a half that I wouldn't be surprised if he is a narcissistic sociopath in bed with the Russian mob...

Okay now, enough of politics.  When fed up, turn toward the Princess Bride (yes, I will admit to my sensitive side): 


Westley: There's a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. It would be a pity to damage yours.

Miracle Max: Sonny, true love is the greatest thing in the world - except for a nice MLT - mutton, lettuce, and tomato sandwich, where the mutton is nice and lean and the tomatoes are ripe...

Grandpa: Since the invention of the kiss, there have only been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure.
This one left them all behind.


Maybe six....


"the choice so wonderful it becomes the problem"


Greetings!

Thanks for the support for the presentation on the Memorial Park and the description of the monuments and memorials. 
We plan on producing a DVD for use by schools and museums.

Thank you also for the receipt of our Susquehanna Meditations as part of the Heritage Festival.  This multi-media presentation of naturalistic curiosities of our region by season will be cleaned up and made available for public enjoyment.   Your compliments were kind and appreciated. 

I look forward to completing soon the round of Interviews of my 1975 Classmates, Cameo Conversations.

Besides, when you're stuck in a dry valley its sure pleasant to remember the mountaintops...


Please click here to enjoy reading the full draft manuscript of This Land, my Woody Guthrie cross country road trip (pending approval of use of lyrics).  You may wish to note I invited my senator to stand up and use Woody's song and this reflection should the Democratic party want to recover its voice, purpose, and mission:

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Bob sardonic 19 July 2017:  There might be an up side to the Presidency of Trump.  Have you ever gotten so royally drunk that the next morning you really regretted it and decided it was time to go to AA?  Well, America just might be waking up...

The Danville News
Robert John Andrews
Saturday, June 21, 2017
“This Land:  Work” -- the third column in the Woody Guthrie series
Word Count: 724
Add pictures of riggers

I get it. 
Driving along the highline, as they call it, heading west from Minot, North Dakota along Route 2, the Great Northern Highway, I found myself at ground zero of the Dakota Access Pipeline operations.  Goosenecks by the hundred.  Big offices for Baker Hughes Oilfield Resources and housing for the workers.   Rows and rows of trailers.  New apartment complexes.   Expansive construction yards.  Energy services and no trespassing signs.  Company white pick-up trucks along the road.   Billboards advertising:  TETRA NOW HIRING JOIN OUR TEAM.    Hundreds of storage tanks. 
Up here, if it isn’t farming or casinos (casinos – heroin for old folks --who really does more harm, a terrorist or casino owner?), I’m not sure how folks will make a living.  It not farming, I guess it has got to be pipelines.  How to you meet the need for a paycheck with due respect for sacred ground and the environment?
I get it, because that wasn’t all that I saw while driving the highline.  
There were small towns with dozens of handicapped ramps to the front door of peeling houses.  
There were towns of run down identical government houses, 40 by 60. 
There was a disused football field with rusted goalposts. 
One Billboard proclaimed:  “Chase your dreams not meth. Not even once.”
Another Billboard advertised:  “Domestic violence is not a native tradition.”
A third promoted ten minute bail bonds.
While driving through the run-down portion of Ontario heading toward Michigan via Sault Saint Marie I listened to a radio talk show decrying the brain drain of the north, with the vast majority of the of young people fleeing to the south for work and new lives.    The problem is everywhere. 
Another station broadcast interviews with Alabamans laid off from work when their steel mill shut down.  One man, a life-long veteran of the blast furnace, described how nobody wants to hire a fifty year old man who takes medication.  Another fellow’s voice  drifted when he spoke of his daughter wanting to go to college but given what he’s earning now, he has to tell her he doesn’t know how they can pay for it. 
If you ain’t got the do-re-mi…
I get it.  Where’s the square deal for fair pay?
Woody Guthrie also got it.   Take his song, “Blowing Down That Old Dusty Road:”
They say I'm a dust bowl refugee,
Yes, they say I'm a dust bowl refugee,
They say I'm a dust bowl refugee, Lord, Lord,
An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay,
I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay,
I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay, Lord, Lord,
An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
My children need three square meals a day,
Now, my children need three square meals a day,
My children need three square meals a day, Lord,
An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
Can’t blame them.  Woody’s folks just wanted work.   Decent work and decent pay.  A chance to feed their families.    They didn’t want a bail-out, they wanted a chance.    They deserved a chance.  Fair pay.  Square deal. 
Why is it the rich think of success as a superior act of will.  Circumstance plays a big role, right? 
As Woody sang in another song, it isn’t right that “the gambling man is rich and the working man is poor.”
No wonder some got angry.  Others organized.  No wonder some just curled up defeated.  No wonder they voted for Roosevelt because he made jobs and turning the economy around his priority. 
Sounds familiar.  Mighty familiar. 
But Roosevelt tried to turn it around not by trying to recreate the failed old but by creating something new. 
Where is today’s Roosevelt?  Where is the modern Roosevelt?  Maybe our government and the political parties should tap someone to become the New Economy Czar to work with the modern entrepreneurs to stimulate not  old industries but push the United States toward new industries, new sciences, new agriculture.   
If the government cannot take care of the Highline, they don’t deserve silicon valley. 
Once upon a time there were plenty of new frontiers to explore.  Most were geographical.   Except for space and the deep sea, we’ve explored most places on earth.  Nowadays, the new frontiers are cultural, educational, economical, spiritual, technological, relational.   I’m up for the challenge.  Anyone else?






Cool.  My talk on 'The Other Side of the Coin -- the Life of the Danville Mill Worker' is now on Youtube, courtesy of Van Wagner.  

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KC_BE29K1Uc
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHLWtHXmMoE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yOKpwxcttng
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZyK0QJ_l3XE


A WORD ABOUT MY WRITINGS:  

1) FINISHED IS THE SEQUEL TO NATHANIEL'S CALL CALLED NATHANIEL'S RETURN -- THIRTEEN DAYS IN THIRTEEN CHAPTERS;  

2) I AM GOING TO PULL DANGEROUS CURVES TO SUBMIT A REDRAFTED VERSION OF THE STORY;  

3) SOON I WILL COMPLETE MY NON-FICTION WORK ABOUT MY GRANDFATHER AND THE PAINT BUSINESS, TITLED 'GREORGE AND FLORENCE - FOREVER YOURS;'  

4) MY BIGGEST HOPE IS TO PACKAGE ALL MY NOVELS AND TRY TO ENLIST AN AGENT OR A REAL PUBLISHING HOUSE, AS WELL AS SYNDICATE MY COLUMNS -- ANY HELP IS GREATLY APPRECIATED.




Nathaniel's Call available for purchase! 

The paperback edition (355 pages) can be purchased from the following vendors:

Amazon at www.amazon.com 
for 18.95

Barnes and Noble at 
www.bn.com for 16.52 (plus shipping)

Booklocker at 
www.booklocker.com 
for 18.95

Also available at the Iron Heritage store, 316 Mill Street, Danville



Nathaniel's Call Cover

Nathaniel's Call by Robert John Andrews 

LOUISVILLE

The Presbyterian Writers Guild has selected the Rev. Robert John Andrews, a pastor in Danville, Pa., to receive its prestigious Presbyterian Publishing Corporation First Book Award for 2014 for his novel set in the Civil War, Nathaniel’s Call.

Andrews’ book ― self-published in 2012 ― was selected from among 17 entries in a variety of genres to receive the biennial award, given in Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) General Assembly years to the best first book by a Presbyterian writer during the past two years. The PPC First Book Award winner is recognized at the Presbyterian Writers Guild’s General Assembly luncheon, which this year will be Thursday, June 19 in Detroit.

Jane Hines of Nashville ― retired director of communications for the Synod of Living Waters and chair of the PPC First Book Award Committee ― said, “Several genres are represented in the 17 books we received (teen science fiction, memoirs, poetry, young adult fiction, novels, journals, dissertation re-writes).  We were just looking for the best writing in any category and found it in Nathaniel’s Call.

As a Nashville-based committee comprised of Southerners, Hines added, “we don't think it will be a best-seller in Vicksburg and Richmond, but we see Nathaniel's Call as a splendid example of the art of writing.”