Got this from My Uncle Today

SHALL WE HIRE A MONUMENT ENGRAVER TO GO TO THE NATIONAL MALL AND ADD THE MISSING WORDS?

THIS IS A MESSAGE FROM AN APPALLED OBSERVER:

Today I went to visit the new World War II Memorial in Washington , DC . I got an unexpected history lesson. Because I'm a baby boomer, I was one of the youngest in the crowd. Most were the age of my parents, Veterans of 'the greatest war,' with their families. It was a beautiful day, and people were smiling and happy to be there. Hundreds of us milled around the memorial, reading the inspiring words of Eisenhower and Truman that are engraved there.

On the Pacific side of the memorial, a group of us gathered to read the words President Roosevelt used to announce the attack on Pearl Harbor:

Yesterday, December 7, 1941-- a date which will live in infamy--the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked.

One elderly woman read the words aloud:

'With confidence in our armed forces-with the abounding determination of our people-we will gain the inevitable triumph.'

But as she read, she was suddenly turned angry. 'Wait a minute,' she said, 'they left out the end of the quote. They left out the most important part. Roosevelt ended the message with 'so help us God.'

Her husband said, 'You are probably right. We're not supposed to say things like that now.'

'I know I'm right,' she insisted. 'I remember the speech.' The two looked dismayed, shook their heads sadly and walked away.

Listening to their conversation, I thought to myself, 'Well, it has been over 50 years; she's probably forgotten.'

But she had not forgotten. She was right.

I went home and pulled out the book my book club is reading --- 'Flags of Our Fathers' by James Bradley. It's all about the battle at Iwo Jima .

I haven't gotten too far in the book. It's tough to read because it's a graphic description of the WWII battles in the Pacific.

But right there it was on page 58. Roosevelt 's speech to the nation ends in 'so help us God.'

The people who edited out that part of the speech when they engraved it on the memorial could have fooled me. I was born after the war! But they couldn't fool the people who were there. Roosevelt 's words are engraved on their hearts.

Now I ask: 'WHO GAVE THEM THE RIGHT TO CHANGE THE WORDS OF HISTORY?????????'

UPDATE: CHECK THE COMMENTS...CUS I DID NOT CHECK SNOPES FIRST. OFF TO SMACK MY UNCLE. PRETTY STORY, NOT QUITE CORRECT THOUGH.

Humongous Sale at My Place 40% savings

Another one bit the dust... My finace got laid off today. So I m doing my bit by helping out with moving some of my inventory. I still have another 100 pieces to list so keep checking back. I am selling the jewelry not my precious beads... not yet :)

The prices are already adjusted so have fun shopping and tell your friends! it is a chance to get some high end stuff at near wholesale pricing. What a deal!



We will do fine, God has us in His hands and Duane is quite willing to do whatever it takes to take care of us. My daughter has her scholarship and loans for school and my mom is doing pretty well with her jewelry supply shops on etsy and artfire.

I am loathe to sell my babies as supplies though. I have a passion for my jewelry hehe and they are my friends late at night when the nightmares wake me. I use my jewelry to rebuild a pretty world in place of the things I have seen. Must be why I don't mind selling the finished dreams, but I cant conceive parting with them loose ... how weird is that?

Catina says it is bead porn. what follows is a smidgen of my beads and my studio. It went from a big garage studio last year to a compact sunny spot in our lil apartment. Maybe you will drool, maybe you will get inspired to get organized or maybe you will shake your head in awe of a hobby gone wild. click the title above to get to my studio. Or use the rapid cart on here for quick check out.

some of the lampwork

Cruelty on a nighttime street

I cannot sleep. Tonight I saw a sad, horrendous site. I do not know why this bothers me so, when I have seen so much violence in my life, but perhaps it is exactly because of that.

Around 830pm I was at a meeting and we were discussing being in a spiritual kindergarten and how little faith is needed to make a start of a new life. I had just shared that it appears that my conception of God was in direct proportion to my relationship with my real father; that I had no real trust and faith for most of my life because I saw God as a mean, punishing God. I was a judgemental, critical, cynical person which reflected in my concept of God. As I have grown in my faith and as a child of God, I have learned to trust Him and others around me.

So tonight was a sad reality of the world around me. A crazed woman high on Meth was right outside the door having a fit. There was a 10 year old boy who witnessed this woman choke a kitten to death for no reason. The police were called and caught her down the road. Thankfully, she is being charged with a felony, so perhaps she will get the help she needs. I am struggling with doing the right thing in praying for this creature, but I cannot do it at this time. Hopefully I will grow more and be a better person soon. All I can remember is the little cat with his tiny tongue sticking out laying in a heap in front of the police car. We gathered him up gently and Michelle will bury him tomorrow. Nameless and but not alone, like so many of God's creatures.