While in Wal*Mart last week I chanced to meet an elderly man, actually my age. He related he was miserable and ready to meet his maker-suicide. He looked gray, stooped over with rheumy eyes and shaking hands.
This article is for the elderly who must trudge to the Green Boxes to dump trash since this rural community with its rough terrain of valleys and hills precludes trash pickup as our city brethren have.
These are my considerations for the “End Times” with supporting life-changing events; far removed from what we think of horrible wars of the past. We are now, in my opinion faced with the demise of life itself. In a priority I suggest the following:
As we look up into the Heavens we see clear skies and just a few scud clouds. Nice day for a picnic, maybe watching the games on TV, or go swimming. All seems normal. Yet a hundred miles away ominous clouds are gathering, and thunderbolts of lightning are dancing about on the landscape.
The western, all-night-howling coyote has moved east and in many instances adapted to city trash can dinners, including cats, and small dogs. This rural area also contains coyotes, and local cattle ranchers fear calving time as many new born are gutted and otherwise eaten by coyotes.
Bears, big Black Bears are the only fear that the “Tin Man” (Alice in Wonderland) will have in Floyd County and surrounding areas. Actually Black Bears do not represent real danger to humans as our northern Brown/Grizzle bears do. The most powerful and dangerous of course is the hunter’s dream of a Kodiak bear in […]