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Kennedy, LBJ and Pearl Beer

February 17, 2008 07:51AM

When I was about 5 years old my mom was out in the back yard in San Antonio hanging up clothes.

She had the daily duty of washing Catholic school uniforms and starching the shit out of them, then putting these Khakis on a stretching thing to have military creases. That was for my brother. I had a nice wool blend Scottish skirt and hat in 100 degree weather that included velvet hot ass shoes. I'd like to meet the committee that whole concept for what a young girl needed to wear in the south of Tejas, and pretty much punch them in the nose and make them wear PCP in a sauna.

So I was watching something like Gilligans Island or maybe Dobie Gillis... and a NEWSBREAK with Walter Cronkite broke in to talk about Kennedy being shot.

I ran out to the yard to alarm my mom and she looked at me like Bambie and said, " na you're makin that up."

I'm pretty sure a 5 yr old at that time didn't know how to make this kind of thing up.

She saw the emotions on my face and decided to leave the Tide Clean Sheets alone to come into the house to see what was concerning me.

My father the IRS agent was also in Dallas and well we were concerned.

I don't really remember much more than just a lot of worried people and a long distance call from my pop that he was ok.

He has a Polaroid Camera and took a couple of shots way before the shooting. I still have these. They were too soon in the tour to be of any use to the FBI. IRS was part of ATF so he would have shown them this stuff.

My parents were from a long line of Texas Democrats and always voted Democrat. We were for civil rights when civil rights wasn't cool.

I remember a conversation with my mom, while she was fixing fried chicken about George Wallace, I asked her why was he so mean, she told me he was a very stupid and bad man. That was after he was in a wheel chair but before MLK was shot. Later Wallace got a black son in law and changed his ways. Funny how son in laws can influence a family.

My mom grew up in a Masonic orphanage, due to some kind of anglo agenda about Navajo children. I'm not a big fan of missionaries of any kind. Look what the Jesuits did to my people. She would not become part of the "easter star" crappola because she said they were racists.

My mom's dad died when she was 10 and he was a mason, bee keeper and newspaper editor in west Texas, as well as a Mason. Somebody drank a lot as my mom talks of playing cars with old whiskey bottles. I have some of my mom's ashes in an old whiskey bottle on my dresser. She is buried with her parents in this lil west Texas town and not with my father. She grew up during the depression, picked cotton as a child, with everybody else. Poor is poor and knows no race.

She also talked about Bonnie and Clyde and how they came through the area. She remembered being afraid and not liking the way the adults acted worried about these people.

Mom was cool, no ifs, ands, or butts.

She liked Kennedy but she said he was a womanizer. I had NO idea what that was until much much later in life. For some reason she liked Marilyn Monroe but couldn't stand that uppity bitch Jackie Kennedy.

She also said Peter Lawford was no better than a pimp and MM was used and probably killed.

I'll leave that one out there, I don't know, I wasn't old enough to have an opinion. I was too busy dressing up my cat , who slept in a toy baby carriage, while I roll the sidewalks in metal roller skates with a key around my neck, charming candy out of old Col. Burns next door.

Kennedy was charming, handsome, CATHOLIC, which in Texas was a big deal especially San Antonio. We were Catholic, my mother wasn't. She was the evil "convert". The Catholics would ask their religion to boycott this and to vote for that, etc.

We ate Post brand cereal because Kellog's had pissed some Catholic off and so we couldn't buy it or eat it. I grew up the old way with Latin masses and fish on friday. I went to Catholic school where they took roll if mass every day. The damn priests needed an audience so they could practice for that BIG SHOE on Sunday.

I hated going to church on Sunday. Fukin A I'd been to Goddamned Church 5 fucking days a week for fucks sake LOL Even God took a freakin day off. Mom understood and would save forms for me to fill out. She knew I loved to draw and print so this would keep me happy for the duration of the family token appearance. God I fkn hated church.

Saturdays were always sacred to me. I got to watch monster movies, mow the lawn with my dad, smell earth and have a sip of beer and a smoke. Life was really good on Saturdays with my dad.

I learned so many things, erm I think I might have been his youngest son... lmao

My dad wasn't a sexist, And felt his daughter should know how do defend herself, and be self sufficient. Through him,
I learned how to:

FISH

FIX CARS (learned everything from the drive train to kinds of tires.

LOAD SHOTGUN SHELLS (hammer the primer in, put in some wads, powder, another was, shell, another thinner wad, and crimp.
We did this all by hand with hand tools, for a while until he got a better machine. He could see I was an artisan and did the job very well.

HUNT I started out with a 410 and didn't ever like the kick of a shotgun, I prefered the 22, still do. But I don't own a gun atm.

YARD WORK my father hated yard work and saw my potential ...hehehe feel the tingle of a really cold beer after mowing the lawn in 100 degree weather

MAKE FUN of my mother without tellin, or learn to tell stories and jokes

LEARNED that I didn't like golf, it was just too tedious to me...

Later in life I learned a lot about Jackie Kennedy, and thought how nice it was to have Ladybird in the Whitehouse with you when you could be so scared of it all.

I really liked LBJ, my dad was his IRS agent to advise Ladybird of the radio station she just bought. He as an honest person saved them money because they didn't know what they were doing. This was way after LBJ was prez.

LBJ and my dad really got along with one another.

example:

You know how LBJ had those squinty eyes , those John Wayne squinty eyes that made him look like he was sleeping?

Well my dad was on a roll and going on an on about something.

My dad said, " Are you listening to me Mr. President?"

LBJ said, " Well Goddamit Stump, I listen with my ears and not my eyes."

I have a nice photo of LBJ and Ladybird framed with the words :

To Gerry and family
signatures

LBJ was really a nice man and fought for civil rights A LOT when it wasn't cool.

The Kennedy of all families know the cost of fighting for what's right. Many of the men are either dead or in jail or just keeping out of the radar.

But hey I respect them.

In Chicago my nieghbour between husbands was an old black woman. I had to be there a few months before she'd talk to me, but later she let me in.

In her house she had (don't laugh) velvet paintings of Kennedy, LBJ and MLK. And actually they were quite nice. She didn't know I was getting a degree in Art at the time. Shit she knew more about what she liked better than I did, as I wasn't even 25 yet.

But it meant a lot to me that this stranger in a strange land had a picture of someone in their home who was close to my heart.

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Welp the Universe is a cleanin haus

February 17, 2008 06:24AM

Well it's seems so any way. I'm sure a little girl in IRAQ would not think our loss is any more than breakfast to her.

But the facts remain, there's been a lot of killings and natural deaths in our little tiny part of the universe.

It just IS what it IS , no more no less

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What's in your Wallet

February 10, 2008 07:53AM

Look guys, I just took out a 100,000 dollar term life insurance plan for myself for 20yrs at appox 80 bux a month...I'm 50 so I needed to do this before any kind of a medical exam. It's also evidence heheh for another project about my suicidal crazy personality LOL

Anywho for an additional 9 dollars a month I just got Andy and Iana better health insurance than the 200 dollars a month I pay now.

Granted if I lived off of Tuesday Morning's $8 dollar an hour job I would have to budget pretty tight to pay my rent etc.

But that's beside the point,

www.ama-assn.org/ama/pub/category/17712.html

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The private sector is doing a lot... I know it's a big issue but I've been a single mother with no insurance for many years but made sure my car insurance had the best medical coverage possible. Because at any young age you are more likely to get fucked up in a car crash than suddenly break your leg, or just blow up...

skepdic.com/comments/shccom.html

Look that shitass Hillary Klinton had her chance... fk her.

And well McCain kinda knows how it feels to not have any medical insurance living in a box with no fingernails. I wonder what kind of perspective he has?

Granted I am "special". I had a home birth with no doctors, I have always prepared fresh foods and lived simply. I am the ONLY person in my family that has reached this age WITHOUT diabetes.

Geee humans have evolved a long time without the help of all this shit...

I've always trusted my own homeopathic remedies ANYTIME over medication. I learned it from my mother as a child and also from my father who was a CPA with the IRS and a penny pincher.

"Well I know she's bleeding but can't you just put a band-aid on it and give her a couple of asprin?"

LOL