For Halloween...

Here is a statue marking the grave of a young woman, in a local cemetary near Gunz and me.

The legend has stood for almost 100 years that the angel statue has a "handprint" on the left cheek of the face. The young lady was a pregnant wife whose drunken husband slapped her in a fit of anger. She fell down the stairs to her death, and also the death of her unborn child.


The husband grieved when he realized what he had done and erected this statue in her honor. Shortly after it was set in place, an image of a handprint appeared on the statue's left cheek. The statue has been sandblasted, sanded, painted, and even recovered. The handprint remains. Notice the weathering on the entire statue, except the left cheek.


She died in 1911. Even after 95 years, the handprint on the left cheek of the statue has not changed since I first saw it back in the 80's. My mother says it hasn't changed since she was a child and the legend continues.

When I first walked up to the statue to take the photos for SugarCat, I had a very surreal feeling. I can tell you that the texture of the statue is as worn as the rest of the tombstones, gravemarkers and mausoleums of the same era, except for the left cheek of the statue. You can visibly see the surface is far smoother and lighter than the rest of her. When you are directly infront of her, you can see slight lines going in the same directions, it is in the shape of a human hand.

The legend also states that on the night of a full moon, that you can touch the stomach of the statue and it is warm, even in the winter months. I am not trying that! So I will take their word for it...

Take it for what it is worth...

Happy Halloween...

Warrior Brothers

'Warrior Brothers'
--For all of mine: Semper Fi--

There is a spirit that makes warrior's brothers

For together this band of neighbors

More tightly bound

By a special sense in combat found

Brothers by war infernal

Made fraternal

Looked into the eyes

Of the master of lies

Threatening tyranny on freedom’s sod

Challenged that bestial war God.

Brothers cast in war's dark shadow as one,

Forged civilization’s destiny with a gun

Felt a hellhounds fetid breath

Under war's wheels forevermore wielding death

Carried freedom's torch in youth’s unripe hands

Far and away to impassioned foreign lands

Swords drawn in hatred from battle's sheath

Around them swirling hostility's unholy wreath

Struggling mightily in inharmonious crescendo

Blasted by vengeful heat’s ingenuous inferno

These brothers in arms faced the barbaric demon

All for one bore valor uncommonly in war common

Contending with liberty’s foes

Hellfire scorching blackening souls

Combat brothers knelt before morality's alter

In prosecuting hallowed duty dared not falter

Body and spirit mortally wounded

As a battle of clashing souls immorally exploded

Embattled “Boys next door” prayed together

Cursed war’s whorehounds together

Held there by war’s darkning tether

Ever seeking the inner courage

Forever facing in grim revenge

Humanities great carnage

Finally at long last, from traumatic past

Finally understanding mankind’s major need

The love, peace and brotherhood creed

In fervid nightmares their credo does bleed

Brothers fought side-by-side together

Soldiers long ago slowly dying together

Crossing swords with our nation’s vile oppressor

A nation’s youth aching in a feud of blood

Unsullied honor in fiendishly bloodthirsty mud

Putting heart and soul on the line

Time after time after time

In horrible rhyme

Tho war demons emptied mankind's very core spilled

All innocence long ago killed

Displaying heroic bravery

Paid homage justly, defending hallowed liberty,

Brotherly bonds of patriotic justice thrilled

In fear and guilt filled

Answered their country’s call with fidelity's fealty

This band of brothers with child-like duty

Nurtured ties of a special kind

That to the eternities bind.

Brothers united solemnly still stand

Venerable veterans in brotherhood's band

Against all others in their hearts still bear

A knowledge none can fully know that were not there

For war was a blistering of the eternal soul

Rose colored glasses of youth destroyed, you know

Some brothers still after that vengeful beasts dice roll

Still cannot put back together fragmented man whole

Lost defending a country more than life they love

Reaping special reward in Celestial courtyards above.

by Gary Jacobson

For Ebyjo...

Okay another quick post. I'm trying to take a weekend break here and watch some football, catch up on a few things, and hang out with my "Happy Tree Friends..."

This video sort of reminds me of the time Ebyjo and I competed against each other in a certain marksmanship 'game' a few months back...

I'm in no way sexist [as per the title], but this is hilarious...

Another Pic of Gunz in His Marine Days!!!

Here is another pic of Gunz that I found, while he was in the Corps. heehee...

I have been teasing him about this picture for a few days and I can't keep it to myself any longer! It seems strange to actually post something! I almost forgot my password. lol...Oh well, football season is almost over!!! I might get a break...maybe...

Laters!