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I HONOR A FRIENDS BIRTHDAY

A GOOD FRIEND DIED THIS WEEK

SADLY

RACE, COLOR AND RELIGION

MOM'S DAY AND GRADUATION



AS WE GROW OLDER

COST OF FALLING IN LOVE PART 2

PROTESTS IN SPANISH

FALLING IN LOVE SO EXPENSIVE

NO NEED TO FEAR THE DEVIL

55 YEARS OF WEDDED BLISS

TIME TO BUILD THE ARK

SHARING WINE WITH THE DEVIL

ONE BY ONE THEY LEAVE THE NEST

BABY IT IS MISERABLE OUT

POETICALLY SPEAKING

IN REMEMBRANCE OF MOM: FERN ERMA BISYAK

AND THE WINNER IS---?

MESSAGE TO GAIL AND KATHY

PET PEAVES

LOVE IS THE ANSWER

GROWING OLD LETTING THINGS OUT

iT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO GET A POEM READ

WOMB OF THE SAME MOTHER: POEMS

THINGS PASSING BY

I TOO THOUGHT I COULD FLY

I AM BUILDING AN ARK

I GREW UP LOVING JESUS AND BASEBALL

SMOKING AND DOPING

I GREW UP ON MUSIC AND LEO LASSEN

TOMMY WHO?

MY SPECIAL GIFT

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As you might have guessed we are a mixed race of sport's fans here.
Cougs: Son and Granddaughter graduated, Grandson a Junior,
Many nieces and nephews graduated, or soon to be. U of W,
hard to be a Coug and Husky but eldest Granddaughter a graduated on
Deans list at U of Dub, son taught night courses law school,
limited fan, Once a Coug always a Coug. Seattle Pacific College a top rated school recently
Eldest Grandson a graduate. Seattle Pacific began love of soccer for me
I took up coaching when Son went to soccer camp at Seattle Pacific
Georgetown University both Son and Daughter Graduates
A Doctor and a Lawyer great basketball program greater Law school
But Zags? Niece and Nephew are Zags, Go Zags! Central Washington
where I met my lovely bride 56 years ago. Why I love sports.

I was a fly on the wall.

Overheard my son saying when asked why his children were
such athletes." "My upbringing from my Father. He saw that all of us
took up one varsity sport. He told us not to blame teachers for our failures
That the teacher would not live the rest of our lives we would. This is when
my grades picked up. Each of my children are asked to participate in one
varsity sport. Daughter, took up Volleyball. She is only 5 foot two. Her volleyball
team finished fourth in State. She was the most inspirational player. The "Irish Setter!"
Grandson took up football. First year smallest kid on the team. He became Coaches award
player of the year senior year in both football and baseball. We pushed no sport.
Youngest took on hockey. All know that life does not give them a free ride.Education comes first.We learned
this from my Father

And the fly speaks:

I learned this from my Grandpa. Though
never more than a shipbuilder making ships for the war effort a man of wisdom.
The only days he got out of the hulls not working,
We watched football games. Stood at attention every flag
He said the way to get ahead was stop watching and get in the game
So began my love of sports at six years old. I would be one of those few proud men.
Never took a handout. Once
held two eight hour jobs and college courses. When did I sleep. Life is
hard sometimes you do what you have to do.
Poverty we all knew the way out was what we did not handouts.

 





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