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Still Got The Shovel

Some will understand that title, and some won’t.

I was listening to several podcasts today, which ones and which podcasters don’t matter.

What I was listening to was revelations about what has gone down in Loudon County, VA.

A man’s daughter was allegedly sexually assaulted in a bathroom at school by a boy in a dress. They can say he’s transgender or whatever. That part doesn’t matter to me.

The father came to speak to the fact at a public school board meeting where it was denied by the school board and school superintendent that anything untoward had happened like that in the district. Which was a flat-out lie. There was a police report of the incident. A rape kit was administered.

The father was upset and ended up being removed and arrested at the meeting. The alleged perpetrator got ten days home arrest.

The father was arrested.

This girl is in the ninth grade.

The boy also has another accusation against him for doing the same thing.

I wouldn’t bat an eye if the father hunted him down. And while I’m not in favor of such violence sometimes, it’s justified. In a father’s eyes.

I’m a father of two children: a son and a daughter.

And here is where I stand.

You come to harm either of them in such a way, and you forfeit any protection by the law in my eyes.

You are mine.

This isn’t an intention to harm anyone.

My child, your life.

This probably puts me on a list somewhere.

I don’t care.


No apology; this isn’t the usual thing for this blog. But this event got under my skin. It should make the blood of any father that cares for their child boil.

Since I heard this and did some research, nothing else could have been written tonight.

An eye for an eye.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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He Travels The Fastest

I started my day at 3 AM because of a Frito Lay reset at 5 AM. I was on time, no, strike that, I was ahead of time. I arrived at 4:30 AM and went straight to work.

On the way in, I was listening to random music, and some of the songs must have just hit right. I was pumped to get it all done today and more.

At this particular store, me and Ashe were always pretty proud of a five and a half to six hour reset.

Today, being alone and determined, I finished it at just over five hours with breaks.

That’s a record. An accomplishment that drove me to finish other projects that are coming this week.

I’m stuck with three stores, alone.

I don’t need any surprises.


We switched out from iPhones about a year ago to an Android-based CAT phone. It has been an adventure. Our activity app, initially developed for iPhone, has been having trouble with Android. I don’t know for sure, but I suspect that’s why the change.

I’m reasonably excited about the swap back. I still have the work account I set up for Apple. I use an iPhone anyway. I’m more comfortable inside their system than Android, which I used to be an avid fan of.

If it makes anyone feel better, I connect to y’all through a Chromebook as well.


The rest of the week is primarily regular business. There’s going to be a lot of driving and hours on the road. I’m okay with both. It’s a wind-up going to work; it’s a break between stores, and it’s a wind-down coming homeβ€”time to decompress a bit from the day.

Here’s to a good week. I hope you have a good one as well.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Out

I’m not much for the mall. I grab what I want and get out.

Yesterday as part of my daughter’s birthday, I took her and a friend to the mall to shop. Sounds like a horrible time for an older guy, but we do what we have to for our kids.

So I took the hit. I walked behind and held back. I let them do their thing.

And I watched.

I watched my daughter interact with her friend. And it was kind of magical.

I don’t get to see this side of her much. Her face lit up and actually having conversation. And seeing her purely happy not worrying about homework and matching band, etc.

Her friend, Kimmie, is one if the best influences in her life. That kid works at school, home, and even has a job at sixteen. She appreciates the value of a dollar. She appreciates the importance of friendship. I have a lot of respect and admiration for her.

I sat on benches outside stores for more time than I have in all my fifty-three years.

But it was worth it.

Just to see them smile.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Loyalty and Stupidity

Loyalty can be a good thing. My boss has spent several days away from his family. He still worked one of my stores for me today so that I could finish out the week to the good.

I worked two store today and am now at a third. This is how last weekend went sideways.

Maybe I’m being stupid.

But I promised the daughter that is take her and a friend to the mall tomorrow. Keep your promises. Especially to your kids.

Besides, this is part of her birthday.

The boss steps up for me. I’ll step up for him. I guess that’s the loyalty part.

Gotta get back to work.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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BACK

I left the house at 4:30. For the first time, I was late for a reset.

It is what it is.

I’m not going to stop caring, but I have to stop letting this stress me.

Basically, I’m resetting a whole aisle of potato chips today. We do this every year, twice a year. Usually it’s with three people. Today I am alone.

I am following the old patterns. Set 8’, take a break. I can’t let it overwhelm me, I’ve got a lot of other stuff to do in the store, and then I have to go to another store.


Not bad. Four hours and seventeen minutes on the reset. I could have done it in three hours with help. Maybe.

OR help would have slowed me down.


There’s a goal for today. Not just to stay on my feet after the first part of the week.


And done for the day. So tired. It ended at 4:00.

Came home. Browned some hamburger for supper and set up for the festivities later.


She turned seventeen today. It has been quite the journey the last couple of years. I posted to Instagram today about it being one big adventure, and it has.

I never imagined being a father. I can’t remember not being one for the most part. She, her brother, and their mother are my world.

They’re the reason I put in long days when I have to.

It ain’t all sunshine and roses. If life was like that it wouldn’t be worth living.

You wouldn’t recognize the good times.

Grumpy teenager shows teeth in rare display of happiness.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Hitting A Wall

I’ve had a bad week if you’ve been reading this.

I’ve been sick. My will to push ahead is practically nonexistent.

There’s a lot to do at work, and I have no help for a job that at minimum needs three associates.

The last couple of days, I’ve even considered calling it quits and not going back.

But that’s never really been my style.

I don’t stop. I don’t quit. I don’t walk away from an obligation. I rarely leave anything on the table workwise.

This week I’m going to have to bite the bullet and leave some jobs undone.

I can’t do it all.


I hit metaphorical bumps in the road all the time. Usually, I speed right over them. I rarely meet a challenge that I can’t beat.

And this makes me realize how sick I was this weekend and the beginning of this week. I was sick enough to get scared. I did not know what was wrong with me, I ended up in the ER, and I was terrified. And I have to admit that to myself. I was scared.

I don’t like being scared.


I saw this earlier on Instagram. It kind of spoke to me. Maybe it’s not just a physical wall I’m hitting. Perhaps it’s emotional, losing my partner.

Now I didn’t lose her to death or anything; she moved on to another job. Something that’s going to not only pay her better but is a better fit for her little family. I couldn’t be happier for her; I talked to her last night. She sounds really happy. Makes my heart glad.

If she were still here I would’ve shown up feeling as bad as I did every day this week. But I think not having her on the team anymore really took the wind out of my sails.

We pushed each other to do the job right. We were a good team. We were them. When other sections used to need our help, they would ask our old district manager to send them. And that was me and my partner.

It’s nice to have someone with you so long that you think something and they’re already doing it.

I guess I just miss her.


So I’m going to go in tomorrow. I’m going to do the job and I’m going to wait on the next associate to show up. And we will see what they are like. I’m going to have to not judge their performance by hers. That would not be fair.

The pickings are so slim right now for quality help. A lot of people are looking for jobs but I’m not seeing a lot of people wanting to do the job.

It’s going to be a rough transition.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Bad Monday

I spent the day in an ER. After everything that happened this weekend, I started feeling some pains at work this morning that weren’t right, so I went to urgent care. They sent me to the ER to get an EKG and blood work done.

I’ll be the last to admit it, but I’m getting older, best to play it safe.

It turns out that my heart is fine, my lungs are fine, my bloodwork showed nothing abnormal.

I’m not immortal, but sometimes I feel like it. And that feeling will get me killed one day. So I’m going to start making some lifestyle and diet changes.

Because that’s part of being a good dad and a good husband, sticking around.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Dad Stuff/Truck Stuff

I had another leak on Bruce. Same spot where we replaced the radiator hose.

Come to find out that the part the hose attaches to was the problem.

It was a tough part to remove and replace. We, me and Pop, spent the better part of the morning getting it out and back in. But it’s fixed.

During all this we had to remove a spindle that involves the serpentine belt so that we could actually reach the part. When we cranked it back up there was a horrible screech. Like banshees in a bag on fire beating a group of cats.

The truck still runs. It’s drivable. But they will hear you coming from miles away.

Still, no good for me.


I went on from working on the truck to going to the band competition and helping there, loading and unloading, etc.

84Β° in October in South Carolina may as well be 100Β°. Long story short, I was already worn out. I hadn’t eaten we’ll yesterday and I got a bit dehydrated fairly quickly. I have some minor problems with a recurring Hiatal hernia problem and I aggravated that.

Also, I try to film for the band and sat in the top of the bleachers in the sun which exacerbated the problem. That’s when Pop came over to check on me.

Good grandparents don’t miss grandkid stuff and they were there watching. Apparently while I was looking for them in the stands, I walked right passed them. I saw them but didn’t see them. Which cued mom to have dad come check on me.

The result was near heat exhaustion, and hernia problems knocked me down last night and today. I’ve been in and out of it on the couch. I feel 100% better than at 3 AM this morning.

Just to back track a bit, the wife received her second vaccine shot Friday. We ended up in the ER yesterday at 4 AM. She’s okay. Working through it. In my opinion our earlier fears are justified. She shouldn’t have been required to take the shot with her medical history. But this isn’t a medical or political page.

Sleep deprivation will throw you for a loop as well.


Today while I was somewhere in the void, Pop came and got the truck and replaced that part causing the noise. He wasn’t asked to. Didn’t have to.

He won’t even let me pay him.

And he told me, β€œI see what you do for your family and how hard you push. I don’t realize what you do sometimes.”

And I said thank you and he went back home.

And I stood in the garage and broke down. Because after all these years, he realizes, and that affects me in a healing sort of way.

And he knows, too.

What I do for my family I do out of love for my family. A lot of the time I do not matter. As long as they are safe and happy and healthy, I’m good.

It’s a joke from the old tv commercial. People make memes about it all the time.

What my dad knows is that I learned it from watching him. I’m a product of the way he raised me.

He never set a bad example for me.

I’m good today. I’ll be better tomorrow.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Done

Today was a competition day for the bandβ€”another sweep of first place and a superior rating. Well earned, well deserved.

North Central Silver Knights

So I’ve been on the run since 4:00 AM.

Various things have kept me running. The band, the wife, car stuff.

I am mentally and physically exhausted.

I may have pushed myself to the point if heat exhaustion and a possible pulled pec muscle. If I had pecs.

I’ma go pass out.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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