Showing posts from May, 2008



Today's blog is dedicated to my father, who came to be known as Daddy Boyd in his latter years. He served his country that he loved so dearly in the Pacific Theatre during World War II. Besides helping build the Burma Road, he was also a courier, flying "The Hump" several times. After one trip that required throwing parachutes etc. overboard to get enough altitude to clear the Himalayas, he decided that once on precious American soil again, he would never again fly on an airplane. He kept his word. But he always liked to joke that he wasn't afraid of flying..............................he was afraid of NOT flying.

Last night we watched the Memorial Day Concert from Washington D.C. I came to appreciate even more than ever all those who have fought for their country and especially those who gave the ultimate sacrifice of their lives. "Freedom is not free" can sound so trite at times but it is so true. Millions of American…

The Rest of My Family!

I think I have posted at least one picture of everybody in my immediate family now.
The first picture is our son Chris and his wife, Andrea, and children Ashton and Noelle. And yes, those are roller coasters in the background. It is a theme park on Lake Erie close to Sandusky, Ohio. I think there are 12 of them and they are BIG! The second picture is our son Michael and his wife, Traci. They are the parents of Katelyn, Caroline, and Kennedy.

Graduation Day for Kailey!

My oldest granddaughter is graduating from high school on Monday night, May 18. It seems just yesterday that I took her daddy to kindergarten and left him for the first day of school. I might as well have been sending him off to VietNam (it was during the VietNam war when he started school) for all the tears that I cried. I had always been there to kiss his boo-boos and dry away all of his tears--now, a stranger would do it.

Her name is Kailey and we will go to church with them tomorrow, eat a noon meal at their church and then go to baccalaureate.

Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset,
Quickly fly the years,
One season following another,
Laden with happiness and tears.

Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play,
I don't remember growing older,
When did they?

When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday when they were small?

Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset,
Swiftly flow the days,
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers,
Blossoming ev…

A Wonderful Mother's Day!

God graciously blessed me with a wonderful Mother's Day. We went to early service with Kim, Jeff, Kailey and Kendall at Summit Church.

When we first arrived about 10 minutes before service time, I noticed there was a young lady sitting very quietly sobbing. It broke my heart because I think I know the nature of her pain. You see, with it being Mother's Day, the church had planned a talk during the sermon from a young pregnant lady, an older lady maybe in her 40's or 50's (the mother of 6 children and the foster mother over the years of 40 children) and a grandmother maybe in her 70's. They were gathered around a baby crib and a rocking chair. So, I am not sure but think maybe this young lady had either lost a child or is having trouble with barrenness. My niece, Mary Kate, just went through 4 years of this heartache and just found out this weekend that she is pregnant. Praise God for answered prayer.

One of my best friends, Kim, also went through the heartbreak of lo…