16 September 2008

What an amazing weekend...


After a long grueling 24 hours of delays, flights, and shuttle bus rides I finally made it back from my weekend trip to Bend, Oregon and first let me say congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Kirk Weatherby!!

I went back for my buddy Capt. Kirk's wedding to his girl Janna...and man what an excellent wedding and just overall party it was. It was so much fun to be a part of this wedding party, I was very honored and humbled that Kirk and Janna would even ask me to attend their big day...let alone play a part in it.


It was a beautiful ceremony with the mountains of Central Oregon in the background right behind the wedding party. The sky was so clear and beautiful that you could see Mt. Bachelor all the way up to Mt. Jefferson and if you had better eyes than me I hear you could even see the peak of Mt. Hood that's how clear it was.


From the rehearsal on Friday afternoon to the wedding on Saturday this wedding was truly a celebration and party. It was evident at every turn that these two were meant for each other and it was such an exciting and laid back atmosphere because of that.

I truly had a wonderful time and it was so nice to be back in Bend. I was able to re-connect with a lot of people I haven't seen since I left back in January for my job here in Virginia. I only wish I had more time to spend with everyone and to all those I didn't get to see I am sorry!! Hopefully we can catch up soon...and I really, really hope it won't take me so long to get back again! I love Bend with all my heart and to be honest my heart does hurt a little that I am not living there anymore. I will leave you with a few more shots from the weekend.

Capt. Kirk with a Cibelli's Slice, so good and so huge!!

JoJo and I just before the wedding

Escorting a bridesmaid down the aisle

Janna and her dad on their way to meet Capt. Kirk at the alter

The guys (click on picture for a clearer view)

Capt. Kirk and I at the reception

It was a great trip and an amazingly fun wedding I can't wait to go back...hopefully I can go again soon and stay a bit longer next time.

10 September 2008

Leavin' on a jet plane...

In a few short hours I will be heading out for my latest adventure back to the beautiful land of Central Oregon. It truly is "God's country" (seriously the above picture from my lame camera totally doesn't even do it justice!) and I couldn't be more excited!

I will be serving as a groomsman in my buddy Capt. Kirk's wedding this Saturday. Kirk and I met when he moved in to be the roommate of a mutual friend. Kirk is an amazing man and a very loyal friend. He took a whole day out of his schedule this past April to help me box up my storage unit...and if it were not for his help I would have never got my stuff to UPS in time. His wonderful bride-to-be even lent us the use of her truck to help make it all possible as well...the least I could do for them was by a plane ticket and fly nearly 3000 miles
back to stand
by them on the day of their wedding. I could not be more honored.

My dilema tonight (and for most of the last several days) however lies in the fact that I haven't even left yet and I already do not want to come back! I love Bend, Oregon...I love the horizons, rhe sunsets and stars at night, the weather (hot by day and cold at night, or in the winter just plain cold!!)...I love being that close to the mountains and lakes...hiking trails...and places where Poria can run, without a leash or having to worry about traffic. I do miss my church (New Hope, if you are ever there totally check them out) and the great people and friends I made in the few years that I lived out there. I am really looking forward to being back and seeing as many people as I can in such a short, quick visit.

Don't get me wrong I love my job and I think I am starting to find my niche with my church here (especially through being involved on the church softball team) but don't think if I was given the opportunity that I wouldn't bail out here and head straight back!!

Well I suppose I should finish packing and be ready to go when the shuttle gets here.

05 September 2008

Politics and Patriotism

It’s been a long week for me…at least that’s how it feels. I was able to go home and visit dear friends and family this past weekend in Oregon. It was a wonderful trip and part of me really wishes I could have stayed there. With work and the political conventions going on, sometimes I wish I had a cabin in the mountains I could run and hide in for an extended period of time.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my job and I am excited at all the possibilities that lie before us as the election draws near. But sometimes I feel as though I am slipping into overload on certain topics. This week it has been politics for me. My job tends to lend itself to discussions of politics…more specifically 18th Century politics. A system that was developed as a foundation for our current government, but as I am finding out for myself, it is a system vastly removed from our current one.

I have been slowly trying to learn all I can about the political climate of those early years of America. What has surprised me most is how much my own political viewpoints of today have begun to evolve as I research the foundations of our government. My father astutely pointed out I currently am a member of a political party, however, I am finding while on many issues I do fall in-line with that party there are a lot more issues where I am finding differences with them and all the other parties at present for that matter.

To be honest with you the one document that has affected the most change on my viewpoints is President George Washington’s Farewell Address to The People of The United States. I would highly suggest that all Americans should read this document from start to finish. Considering the current political climate we are in I feel there are many warnings and lessons that can be learned from the wisdom of our country’s first president…lessons not just for politicians, but for all of us.

We have lost our way as a country…

Think you have heard that before? Perhaps. But I am not talking about religion here…no, we have lost what it means to truly be a country…to be unified across our own borders…to be One Nation, of the people, by the people, and FOR the people.

You know we had this problem before some 230 years ago…fortunately there were enough people who saw the value in joining together for the united interests of the nation. While Bostonians and Virginians may have been worlds apart in their ways of life, religion, and politics they were able to set that all aside for the good of their country…they found purpose in defending the common good of their nation and all its citizens.


This banding together across individual borders is what enabled the fledgling colonies of America to ultimately succeed in defeating what was the greatest military force in all the world at that time. Washington knew the importance of this achievement:

"For this you have every inducement of sympathy and interest. Citizens, by birth or choice, of a common country, that country has a right to concentrate your affections. The name of American, which belongs to you, in your national capacity, must always exalt the just pride of Patriotism, more than any appellation derived from local discriminations. With slight shades of difference, you have the same religion, manners, habits, and political principles. You have in a common cause fought and triumphed together; the Independence and Liberty you possess are the work of joint counsels, and joint efforts, of common dangers, sufferings, and successes."
More often than not, especially in election season, it feels to me like we have lost the meaning behind the name American and we have lost the true sense and pride of Patriotism. Instead of applying them to all persons within our vast country we use these terms to push our own agendas and viewpoints to show how one party is more American or more Patriotic than the other.

Freedom and Liberty come at great cost…no one knows this more than the American soldier. Across the generations American soldiers have given up their personal freedoms and liberties so that ALL Americans may enjoy freedom, independence, and liberty. For it was once said, “For those who fought for it, freedom has a flavor the protected will never know.” And if any one group can say they are more American than the rest it would be the American Veteran…but keep in mind, the Veteran is not a political party…the Veteran is an American citizen…and it is the citizens who make up the parties.

Citizens from every walk of life compose our current political parties. There are doctors, lawyers, teachers, students, rich and poor, upper, middle, and lower class…and yes, even soldiers and veterans on all sides. So why do we claim that one party is so much superior to the other…that they are more American or more Patriotic?

Washington, like many early Americans feared that there was an inherent danger in having political parties in America:
"I have already intimated to you the danger of parties in the state, with particular reference to the founding of them on geographical discriminations. Let me now take a more comprehensive view, and warn you in the most solemn manner against the baneful effects of the spirit of party, generally.

This spirit, unfortunately, is inseparable from our nature, having its root in the strongest passions of the human mind. It exists under different shapes in all governments, more or less stifled, controlled, or repressed; but, in those of the popular form, it is seen in its greatest rankness, and is truly their worst enemy.

The alternate domination of one faction over another, sharpened by the spirit of revenge, natural to party dissension, which in different ages and countries has perpetrated the most horrid enormities, is itself a frightful despotism. But this leads at length to a more formal and permanent despotism. The disorders and miseries, which result, gradually incline the minds of men to seek security and repose in the absolute power of an individual; and sooner or later the chief of some prevailing faction, more able or more fortunate than his competitors, turns this disposition to the purposes of his own elevation, on the ruins of Public Liberty.

Without looking forward to an extremity of this kind, (which nevertheless ought not to be entirely out of sight,) the common and continual mischiefs of the spirit of party are sufficient to make it the interest and duty of a wise people to discourage and restrain it.

It serves always to distract the Public Councils, and enfeeble the Public Administration. It agitates the Community with ill-founded jealousies and false alarms; kindles the animosity of one part against another, foments occasionally riot and insurrection. It opens the door to foreign influence and corruption, which find a facilitated access to the government itself through the channels of party passions. Thus the policy and the will of one country are subjected to the policy and will of another.

There is an opinion, that parties in free countries are useful checks upon the administration of the Government, and serve to keep alive the spirit of Liberty. This within certain limits is probably true; and in Governments of a Monarchical cast, Patriotism may look with indulgence, if not with favor, upon the spirit of party. But in those of the popular character, in Governments purely elective, it is a spirit not to be encouraged. From their natural tendency, it is certain there will always be enough of that spirit for every salutary purpose. And, there being constant danger of excess, the effort ought to be, by force of public opinion, to mitigate and assuage it.

A fire not to be quenched, it demands a uniform vigilance to prevent its bursting into a flame, lest, instead of warming, it should consume."
I cannot read these words from 1796 and not give some pause and heed to them even now in 2008. These words from over 200 years ago resound today…just look to the current election process and the media commentary surrounding both candidates and their campaigns…look to the bloggers, the strategists, and the super fans of each party and witness the passion of party…party over country. Party over American…

I encourage you all this season to reflect for yourself what it means to you to be an American. Consider all your liberties and freedoms afforded you as a citizen of the United States of America. Even take the time to read all of Washington’s Farewell Address for yourself.

Will you exercise your ability to freely participate in our government? A freedom afforded to you as a citizen of America, and not because you are from the right state or because you belong to a specific political party, for no other reason than the joint effort some 230 years ago that afforded you the liberty to have your voice in how this country…our country operates.


As James Madison said, “An elective despotism is not the government we fought for…”

No, Americans fought for a different kind of government, a government that put the power into the hands of the very people it governed, “Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, that whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the people to alter or abolish it, and to institute new Government laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and Happiness.”


It is our right, our duty, to think for ourselves, to vote of our own accord, and ultimately to participate in every way we possibly can in our government…for if we do not participate in our own government, then we shall be rewarded with the government which we deserve…with no one to blame but ourselves.

11 August 2008

Historic Connections...

              

So there was Portia perched on the back of the couch keeping a close watch over her new Jeep Cherokee Laredo...yep she's claimed it. Anyway, I had
decided that today I would take Portia for a drive in search of the historical site where the character I play at work took his militia during the occupation of Benedict Arnold. It was only supposed to be six or seven miles just outside of the city so I loaded Portia up and away we went.

Portia is a big fan of the new ride...as am I, it definitely has made life easier without a doubt. As you can tell by the photo she is pretty eager to go anywhere in the new rig...doesn't matter much to her where we go just as long as she gets to go!

So away we went in search of Six Mile Ordinary...the site of a popular 18th Century tavern run by Isham Allen. In April of 1781, Benedict Arnold and his redcoats finally arrived in this portion of Virginia and came to occupy Williamsburg. The British occupation forced the American General Thomas Nelson's men to flee Williamsburg in the dark of night...these men were led by James City County Delegate and retired Army Colonel, James Innes to this location on 21 April 1781. This tavern would be the Americans base of operations for the course of the next seven days while Arnold and his men occupied the town.

It was my mission to find the the historical marker that marks this location so I could see for myself where it was and know how far exactly it is from Williamsburg. After some brief research on where to locate this marker Portia and I set out to complete our mission. We drove for sometime and while we saw plenty of historical markers none where the one I was in search of...I knew I needed to turn around and head back but I decided to keep driving as I had not been outside of Williamsburg much...we drove on to West Point, VA where I decided to turn around...this was quite an exeperience as this little town reminded me of a combination of little to
wns back home...with its docks, papermill plants, and lumber yards. After a quick drive back across the York River the hunt was on again for Six Mile Ordinary...

It took some doing but sure enough we were able to find the marker it was just located on the side of the highway in the parking lot of a shopping mall. I parked in the lot and jumped out to read the sign, snap a photo, and look around. After finishing up I turned to go back to the car and as soon as I did I noticed a very familiar sign upon the shopping mall...PENDLETON...I could not be more serious.


Here I was on an adventure to see a place where my character had served during the Revolution and my journey to find his past had lead me to a place of my own past.Now I know to some of you that may sound stupid...but not to me. To me it was something pretty significant. Prior to today I had no idea there was a Pendleton store anywhere around here...let alone in Williamsburg itself!

Excited I went inside just to look around. I talked with the sales lady and let her know I was a graduate of Pendleton High School and had spent most of my growing up years there. She was surprised t
o have someone from Pendleton come into the store...and I swear I am not making this up...while we were talking the phone rang and she answered it: "Thank you for calling Pendleton. This is Virginia. How may I help you?" Well naturally I did a double take to look at her name tag and sure enough her name really was Virginia!

The store was one of the larger stores in the shopping mall. And they had all that you might expect in a Pendleton store...the blankets, clothes, etc, etc,. The best part for me were all the framed pictures of the Woolen Mills, Pendleton, and the Round-Up from the early part of the 20th Century. I tried to convince the sales lady to let me purchase a couple of the posters as they were duplicates to the ones hanging on the womens side of the store...but no dice. "We don't sell those, the company sends them to us to decorate the store...they don't let us sell them." So the best I could do was take a quick snapshot on my cell phone.

In my book I would mark today's adventure as an amazing success...I found a piece of Innes history in the parking lot of a Pendleton store...if that isn't an amazing connection I have no idea what is!!

01 August 2008

My Day...

On my way to work...but today is MY DAY, twenty-nine years running. The rest of you have a great day as well!