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Sorry people but I don't think you can omit this bible verse. It's the second reading from James 2:14-18. Just call me the old bubble burster. Click on and above attachment then scroll down to read the what should be good news to some.

Strength in Numbers/False Accusation

Now, I must defend myself. There is an enemy comb ant builder in the hood who knows a Realtor that said I came to my front and opened the door naked. They have turned me into the Will Ferrell, in Old School, of The Canyons of Cardinal Hills. Here is what really happened. It was either the first or second night in my new home on Nightingale that the loud cathedral sounding door bell went off around one AM. After all the stress of moving Ann and I were both in a deep sleep. I thought the door bell was malfunctioning and rolled over. But Ann, came down the stairs and said someone was at the door. Being the man of the house who sometimes wears the paints I got up and went to the door. It was dark and foggy and kinda scary. We have three quarter glass double arched doors. Like I stated your honor we had just moved and I did not have blinds or curtains up and I might add this was my first time to have so much glass in my front doors. Well being a old Hippie from the Marshall Ford area I sometimes forget to put on my pj's. Fate would have it that this was one of those nights. If I had unpacked my robe I would have put it on, I am not particularly proud of my shinny white leggs and I still did not believe anyone was really at the door. So I approached with caution, looked through both the side windows and did not see a car. Thinking I was correct I advanced to my new front door almost sleep walking. I stopped short of the double doors at an angle so I could peer around and through the beveled glass. Hunched over at the opposite angle from me was the figure of a woman. Being one or two in the morning I though it must be June King and she is out of sugar. I rubbed my eyes and realized it was not her. For a moment I became frighten for the figure of the woman seemed to look strange in the fog. Then boldly with my most manly voice I ask though the glass in the dark. Dark because I never turn on interior lights to give someone a illuminated shot at me. Because the stranger was at an opposite angle from me and not centered on the opening I was spotted. My impulse was to not duck and hide so I stood firm or somewhat firm, remember it was the middle of the night and I am not dead yet.I asked what is up and the woman informed me the the light on the septic of my sepc house around the corner was on. I thanked her and went back to bed.
The next evening the lady and this time her husband reappeared at the glass doors. It wasn't so late so I was fully clothed. I sensed domestic unrest so I let Ann handled it. The conversation went on for some time on the poach so I finally stepped out like a big boy and told them both that I was very sorry that I came to the door naked and that it would not happen again. I warmly invited them in and we all made friends.We are still friendly to this day.
So I did not open my door naked to a woman as was gossiped to my architect, Ray Brown, by a lady Realtor who must be in the camp of some other builder. Click on toon to enlarge.

We are all Catholics!

To a matter of degree all Christians have some Roman Catholic in them. Now my mother Mamie Dickson later Mamie Keeton had more than her fair share of Catholicism. She grew up a Presbyterian. Now I know the Presbyterians are first cousins to Catholics but check out these writings of my Mother. These were written by her long before she converted to the Catholic church. Tell me they don't sound Catholic. Click on the old type written pages to enlarge.
Speaking of Mothers to the bottom left of the First Mass is a tribute to mothers everywhere: http://www.flixxy.com/game-of-survival.htm

The Greatest Football Player to ever throw a football

1. Trooper Keeton on May 25th, 2009 6:48 pm

   Ok, I will step up to the line of scrimmage and tell you kids a little something about the late, great Johnny Unitas. It was the early 70’s when the AFL first started playing the Nfl. It was in the Astrodome the AFL Oilers were leading the NFL Colts by 20 points with about 7 mins left to play when the legend finally stepped on to the Astro truff. My heart skipped a beat or ten. All my life from a far I had read and heard about Johnny. Houston was a long way from Baltimore and the Nfl. We wanted so much to win the game because it was the AFL vs. the Nfl. Never had I wanted more for the Houston Oilers to win a game. I thought we can hold them off there is only seven mins. left, Johnny U. is old and we are young. One could not help but enjoy to see this man play. First, I noticed he seemed to be calling his own plays. He was everything I had hear as he worked the field. He worked it like no one I had ever seen including George Blanda. The short game was eating up the astro truff like alien termites. It seemed as though he directed one drive for a TD before the kids even knew who he was. Then I started to notice this smallish QB had a big accurate arm. I can remember the dirt flying up in the infield from his recievers cheats as his reciever pulled in a perfect long pass of about 65 yards in the air. That reciever was the player who had one leg shorter than the other. Can’t remember his name might have been Gallimore. Well seemed that before the dust had settled in the infield, Johnny and his Colts had scored two more touchdowns in slightly less that the aloted seven mins. We upstart AFL fans were so broken. But looking back I would not have wanted it any other way. For until the day I can see Johnny again I will always remember him for what he was, the greatest football player to throw a pass. trooperkeeton.com

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Kennedy - Lincoln.pdf

God Bless Pepper Gomez

May 6, 2004

Pepper Gomez dies

By GREG OLIVER -- Co-Producer, SLAM! Wrestling

Pepper Gomez

Pepper Gomez, who was known as "The Man with the Cast Iron Stomach" and was a major star in California and Texas, was taken off life support on Wednesday night.

Gomez had the the first of two emergency surgeries in early April, and was unconscious since the second surgery on April 16.

Paul Gomez, the 1949 Mr. California as a bodybuilder, debuted as a pro wrestler in January 1953 after training under Mexican wrestling legend Miguel "Blackie" Guzman. However, he blew out his knee during his first match, which was in El Paso, Texas.

Dubbed Pepper Gomez, he would become a huge star in Texas and California, and wrestle many places across North America as well.

Gomez held the Texas heavyweight title 12 different times from 1955 to 1963. He was also the AWA U.S. champion, the WWA heavyweight champ, and the NWA Pacific Coast Junior heavyweight champion.

The title "The Man with the Cast Iron Stomach" wasn't just a gimmick.

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My on the field experience with Mean Joe Green

1. Trooper Keeton on April 1st, 2009 10:02 pm

   My freshman year at Texas Tech we played North Texas. Joe Green was a linebacker. It was 1965 and there was not a lot of black players outside of the traditional black Universities. So in a way it was to be expected that someone on our all white team would challenge Joe. Sure enough I recall Eddie Windom proclaiming that he was going to take him out on the next up and coming kick off. I remember wondering if he was really capable of preforming such a task. So those of us not on the kick off team watched like curious cats. Windom did have an uncanny ability to hit low. The problem was to our amazement that Joe, did too. Eddie charged ferociously down the field straight at Joe. Eddy was fast and came in about two feet off the ground just below the knees. I will never forget the collision. It looked like our West Texas boy was going to show him. But guess what, as I mentioned Joe was playing middle linebacker and he apparently knew how to wart off submariners. I, and I bet Eddy too never saw a big man go so low. Joe’s forearm and a little of his shoulder met Eddy’ s head at the point of attack. It looked like some one stopped the film on Eddy and let it run on Joe. Eddy slumped to the ground, as soon to be, Mean Joe Green went on his merry way. Eddy had a warn welcome when he returned to the sidelines looking a little groggy. Some one informed our boy that he really showed him, the guy in green. To this day I am not sure if Eddy thinks that he did take him out.

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