Tuesday, January 03, 2006

To all the girls I've loved before
Who travelled in and out my door
I'm glad they came along
(by Willie Nelson)

or

Some new glimpses of Jim


The plan: to show how the different women I have encountered have affected my life. Willie and I run a little on parallel tracks. My life has echoed the Old Testament in that there are some rough places followed by fairly good behavior. You will see that some of these women have helped me for the better when their help was needed. They came along at just the right time for me. I'm glad.


There will be some asides, of course; observations of features or events which one could not conceive having any effect on me.
One thing for sure, not everything will be published.
Some women will not be mentioned.
Several ladies will not be identifiable.
I will let every present character know ahead of time to ensure I don't embarrass them too much.
Fairly chronological in order, Mom will be first.

A few things:
one: I have always been faithful to the one I've been married to.
two: not everything will be published.
three: everything will be true--do I ever stretch the truth? I won't in these!
four: expect these only once a week or so.

Why would I want to do this? The idea first came to me when I presented my Christian walk testimony at a monthly men's prayer breakfast group. I even had purchased a Willie Nelson CD to play this song. And I had writen a lot of notes.
I didn't take the CD. I'm not sure why but it sure wouldn't have been appropriate on that day. Our organist and his family would provide the music program before my talk. He is a graduate student at Rice University, working on a Masters of Music. She and the boys are wonderful singers. And the music was wonderful. My attempt of humor using the Willie CD would not have served my intended purpose.

In the back of my mind there is a desire to write my memoirs. Not an autobiography. Memoirs are told in story form, with a theme or plot. One book would be along the lines of these coming blogs.
There is more than enough material for just one book in the back part of my head. The problem is, nothing has been put into writing. It may never be. So this will record a part of it.

An aside--I have several other books in mind. One is a historical novel, one a 'how to' book, and another I won't mention.
My old retirement joke goes, "What are you going to do now that you are retiring?" My answer, "Finish my book." "I didn't know you were writing one!" Again, my answer, "I'm not, I'm reading one."
That is just about true. For several years I have been reading Mark Twain's Traveling with the innocents abroad: Mark Twain's orginal reports from the Holy Land. I just can't get it finished. Twain was on contract with a San Francisco newspaper while on his cruise/tour of the Holy Land and was obligated to write letters for publication for his papers. The letters later would be the gist of his Innocents Abroad.


Here goes.


To All The Girls I've Loved Before

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To all the girls I've loved before
Who travelled in and out my door
I'm glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
.
To all the girls I once caressed
And may I say I've held the best
For helping me to grow
I owe a lot I know
To all the girls I've loved before
.
The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away
.
To all the girls who shared my life
Who now are someone else's wives
I'm glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
.
To all the girls who cared for me
Who filled my nights with ecstasy
They live within my heart
I'll always be a part
Of all the girls I've loved before
.
The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away
.
To all the girls we've loved before
Who travelled in and out our doors
We're glad they came along
We dedicate this song
To all the girls we've loved before
.
To all the girls we've loved before
Who travelled in and out our doors
We're glad they came along
We dedicate this song
To all the girls we've loved before
.
Lyrics: http://www.geocities.com/SouthBeach/Shores/5498/page3.html

Comments:
What a neat idea for a "series" of posts. I'm looking forward to it.
p.s. I checked out your church's website. Very nice.
 
Should be interesting!
 
Thanks, guys. I'm vunerable of course.
 
[from e-mailing:]
Will be more interesting to see what you blog about Mom [than about me]. Maybe I should
start a blog so I could blog about you!!! You sure have fun with yours!

Until next time...lOVE...lOIS
 

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