America Medley

Here's an America Medley we did at our church on July 4, 2010. It was a lot of fun! The soloists who joined me here are my nephew Jordy Davidson covering John Cougar Melancamp's "Little Pink Houses," Jane Lantier covering Martina McBride's "Independence Day" and Richard Gaspard wrapping things up with Lee Greenwood's "God Bless The USA." My assignments were Bruce Springsteen's "Born In The USA" and Neil Diamond's classic "Coming To America." I had a really good time playing rock star! 

No Oil Spill Here!

I am definitely a mountain guy. I don't care much for the beach at all. I have a lot of friends this time of year who are leaving for vacations on the beach. In Louisiana, that typically means the gulf coast of Mississippi, Alabama or Florida. Sometimes it means Galveston or if you're looking for a much less expensive option - maybe Holly Beach. (LOL!)

This year my beach-loving friends are all meeting with some complications due to the BP Oil spill. To me, it's all the same. If you're going to lay there miserable in the sweltering heat and humidity of the gulf of Mexico with sand sticking to your sweaty, sunburned body while lots of fat people with way too much skin showing walk around you, what difference does a few tar balls make? Give me the Rocky Mountains any day of the week! Doesn't matter what time of the year - Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall - It's beautifully picturesque and there's plenty to do (without the afore mentioned sweat and sand and fat people hanging out of their swimsuits!)

Yesterday we learned some good friends have purchased us a week's accommodations in Steamboat Springs, CO this coming February for a nice skiing vacation. We are SO excited! Come February we'll enjoy the scenery and the snow, the friendship and the fun and guess what - No tar balls!

Robin's Last Day at Chick-fil-a and Some Thoughts From A Former Pea-picker

Today was Robin's last day as an employee of Chic-fil-a. It was her first job and a very good one. They are a great company with wonderful morals and require their employees to be courteous, to dress appropriately and to treat customers (and each other) with respect! I would recommend any family who has a son or daughter contemplating their first job to consider Chick-fil-a. Robin will be going through Master's Commission this fall and between now and then she will be working as a nanny for a family in our church. Nannying is a good fit for Robin. She loves kids and kids love her. It makes me believe I can look forward to a wonderful passel of grandkids one day. (One day a long, long time from now!)

I remember my first job: My first job the government knew about and I paid taxes on that is (there were many other after school watermelon hauling, hay hauling, and the hauling of other various things type jobs that were really the equivalent of slave labor that I did before this). My first job that required me to get a social security number (you didn't get those at birth in those days) was a job at the Louisiana Experimental Station in Calhoun, LA. I literally picked peas every day all day long for an entire summer. It was hot, hard, back-breaking work that I believe paid $2.15 an hour.

What is the moral of this story? I have none, but to say that Robin retiring from her first line of work put me in mind of my first job and made me thankful that I'm not still picking peas for a living! I wonder if some of you would like to share your first job experiences?

One Proud Papa (and mom)