SpringBokVol
I'm the master of my fate
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Man that made my day...I know the image I have on here, and I fully accept that is my fault for using this place as a dumping ground for the worst of me for the last 16 years, it is selfish and wrong of me, and you have no idea how many times I've asked the Lord to forgive me for the things I say here...but I've needed it at times to help flush the many frustrations and aggravations of real life in a relatively harmless way....I still have a lot of old me salt in me, and I can never express that in real life.We should seriously meet up. My treat. You’re a legend on here and I learned a lot from your past stories of your tough journey through life. Matter of fact, you should probably share some life lessons from Ulysses for the young people on here. You’re a big reason I stopped drinking.
I was behind a car that ran over a small cat once and kept going. The cat limped off into a ditch and laid down. I stopped and she let me pick her up. I took her to a local vet and dropped her off. The vet kept her tor three days and said she had a hairline fracture of her hip and some bruising and did not need surgery, but needed rest. I took her home and the vet bill was $350. She let me finance it ( I was a broke student) at the time. She was healthy enough after six months the vet fixed her and gave her a clean bill of health. I was a night student at the time at TSU and working days. I named her Tiger Bell. She was the best cat ever and was by my side for nine years until I lost her to cancer. She was the only cat I've ever had, and she helped me through a lot of tough times. Cats are underrated.
that's cool story. says a lot about you as a person.I was behind a car that ran over a small cat once and kept going. The cat limped off into a ditch and laid down. I stopped and she let me pick her up. I took her to a local vet and dropped her off. The vet kept her tor three days and said she had a hairline fracture of her hip and some bruising and did not need surgery, but needed rest. I took her home and the vet bill was $350. She let me finance it ( I was a broke student) at the time. She was healthy enough after six months the vet fixed her and gave her a clean bill of health. I was a night student at the time at TSU and working days. I named her Tiger Bell. She was the best cat ever and was by my side for nine years until I lost her to cancer. She was the only cat I've ever had, and she helped me through a lot of tough times. Cats are underrated.
What an awesome story.Man that made my day...I know the image I have on here, and I fully accept that is my fault for using this place as a dumping ground for the worst of me for the last 16 years, it is selfish and wrong of me, and you have no idea how many times I've asked the Lord to forgive me for the things I say here...but I've needed it at times to help flush the many frustrations and aggravations of real life in a relatively harmless way....I still have a lot of old me salt in me, and I can never express that in real life.
I'm not the evil piece of garbage I used to be, but I'm still not the man I want to be, and with God's help, I will be...I need more temperance, more patience and more wisdom....more Jesus.
But...this is really who I am..this is my life, I live to help others. 10 years ago we walked away from the financial opportunity of a lifetime in T-Bay to come here to one of the worst places for jobs in the US, simply because I felt this was where God wanted me to be...that is who I really am, and I know I'm where I am supposed to be.
The state contracts our company to take prisoners home from the local minimum security state forest work camp when their time is up, and also we pick up a lot of folks from the local County jails that recieve court ordered drug rehab instead of jail time. A couple of months I picked up a guy who was going to a facility in Louisville and as we got to talking about life, he broke down and told me that he was thinking about ending his life if he couldn't make it work this time...so I told him my long story, and by the time we got there we had bowed down and prayed together and he gave his life to Jesus. He told me as he was getting out at the facility that I was an angel that God had sent his way and that he would never forget it. Man...I have had several experiences like that over the years now...I know I've helped a lot of people overcome and that makes my heart glad.
All that being said..I really am a cantankerous old common sense loving grump too, I really am a salty old redneck, and I truly despise the sickening perversion and insanity that has taken over this world and everyone behind it....that is not an act...I just don't carry on like I do on here about it.
I really REALLY don't like the Idiot Margin either...they really do sicken me....lol.
I've said it before...some day I won't need this place to help vent the anxieties, frustrations and aggravations of life and I will either just change how and what I post, or start a new handle...I'm slowly getting there..lol.
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