Damn!!! Just told the masses about learning I have cancer. But shit happens. (Not really very often though when it's colon cancer.)

 

Anthem by Buck Ramsey 

And as I rode out in the morning,

Before the bird before the dawn,

I was the poem- I was the song.

I shouted out the world a warning,

These horsemen all now rode with me,

And we were good, and we were free.



I saw this guy, Chris Stapleton, on TV a couple of nights ago and am thrilled to hear such a treasure recording songs worth recording.

https://youtu.be/qwaryV4h3M4



Escondido Libre

This blog is likely where I will compose most of my social postings from now on. I will keep my Facebook site but won't bother a great deal with it anymore.  Very few people will ever follow this site so I will have a more secure sense of  privacy however true that will be or not. Some postings in the near future were written several years ago and have only recently rediscovered them. Living outside the norm is fairly normal around here. I invite any comments to what I write but I usually won't wade too deep into subjects that piss people off unless I want to. And if I want to I will do just that.


Google allows more freedom to express personal viewpoints than the other blog sites I've posted on but I am still aware that "they" still read over my shoulder when composing or posting on any website.


I do though intend to have a bit of fun and learned a long time ago that most humor is taken at the expense of someone else's misfortune. I will probably be at times simply a smartass advocating which side of any argument I wish to defend. Since I am an anarchist I afforded myself that privilege.


Steven C.  

The First Time Again

 

When my inbox is empty

And my phone is dead quite

There’s no knock on my door

Or a good friend in sight,

That’s when I wish I could kiss you,

Kiss you again for the first time.

 

 

Lying in my cold bed

As lonely as the dark night

Thoughts keep running thru my head

As I turn out the light

That’s when I wish I could hold you

Hold you again for the first time.   

 

© 2011 All Rights Reserved by Terri Anthony and Steven C. Whipple



Friends of Mine and The Cowboy Way of Living

Music by Waylon Jennings



101 years ago this year, this was the Miami, Texas Senior Class Prophecy written by Nina Severtson. Read it. It's interesting and a piece of history. 

Retyped by Steven Charles Whipple
Grandson of Vera Mae Lee. (Graduate of 1915).

Miami, Texas High School

Senior Class of 1915 Prophesy

Written by Nina Severtson

Retyped by Steven Charles Whipple

Grandson of Vera Mae Lee

Bill Tolbert will be a lawyer

At first a common ordinary one

But with this he will not be satisfied

For he’s bound to be on the run.

He will climb to higher heights

And at last with pride we can relate

To his friends far and wide

Bill Tolbert is Attorney General of our State.

Walter Coffee an enthusiastic young man

Will strive hard to do his work

He will become great like he desires

For he’ll never be known to shirk.

From our State as Senator he will go

And there he’ll accomplish great things

Then there a maiden will steal his heart

And waft it away as on wings.

Thence as the story ever goes

Life will be sweetest of all

And as everyone knows

Walter will be true to his call.

Joe Tolbert will be a banker

And of gold he’ll have all he’ll want

For I am here to tell you my friends

Gold is not what Joe Tolbert will burn.

He will own a little cottage

Just big enough for two

And with the maid whom he will love

He will be happy his life through.

Lee Newman will be a preacher

He will be known in this country of light

As Mr. Newman the gentleman

Whoever stands for the right

He during his ministry

Will write many a book

He will be read mostly by folks

Who upward and onward ever look.

Clyde Mead will be well known as a violinist

But most of his time will be spent

As a searcher for great truths in the sciences

And his fame will go out as if sent.

He will charm a sweet little maiden

While playing some beautiful strain

And together they’ll work through life’s journey

Their love for each other will near wain.

Dave Lard will a wealthy ranchman be

He’ll own cattle by the herd

And for years he will be free

To boss he’ll give the word.

But as the years roll by he will do

As many men have done

He’ll fall in love with a maid

And together they’ll be one.

Lella Allen will be a musician

Over the keys her hands will fly

You will almost be charmed

As you see her and wonder how and why.

But she will not always charm many

And some day only one ranchman strong

Will be her whole ambition

To gently help along.

Lucile Ewing will go with a Lyceum

In I dare say four or five years

But this will not always suit her

‘till the voice of the right man she hears.

Her home will be beautiful and happy

In it she will be the head boss

And the right man for her will be one

Who will not want or dare her to cross.

Lauren Nelson will be a house keeper

For a man she will love truly well

And she will with him be happy

Her place for the world she’d not sell.

The two will always and ever be

Faithful, loving and true

They will live in a cottage by the sea

And this’ll be perfect bliss for Lu.

Vera Lee will be a domestic science teacher

Her work she will love truly well

She’ll think in another she could not be so happy

But we can something about this tell.

A man will come who’ll be handsome and frank

We will a true girl like her love

He’ll tell her how happy she could make him

And she will promise to be his dove.

Her man will be a real lawyer

And she’ll be happy just to help him

For she’ll to true hearted be

And cater to her own whim.

Blanch Matthews will be a singer

And in great places she will sing

She’ll sing such beautiful Melodies

That calls from all the world to her wring.

She will go to the city of London

And there sing the most wonderful songs

She’ll sing in the great cities of America

And hearing people stop and consider their wrongs

But she will do what most girls do

She will be pleased to sing to one man

For with a doctor she will fall in love

And sing his praises over all the land.

Pearl Christopher will be a true hearted woman

She will marry at the age of twenty-two

She will marry a great hearted man

And she’ll help him all the way through.

They’ll set up a home for orphans

And in they both will live

In this will be their chief joy

And to this all their means they’ll give.

Nina Severtson will finish school

And then will faraway go

She’ll study to be a missionary

For she’ll think her call is so.

After prepared she’ll go to China

And really happy she will be

For she’ll think not another, but Nina

Could do her work you see.

She’ll spend the rest of her life in China

And her love for this work will never fade

She’ll be a rather homely old lady

And she’ll be our class’s only old maid.

Vera Mae Lee and Nina Severtson.

Any errors are mine and I take responsibility for them. On the cover page is an image of my grandmother Vera Mae Lee Morehead’s senior picture, taken presumably in 1915. 

I apologize for not having this article before now published so it might be a 100^th year anniversary effort. But I’m looking at the clock now on this day of December 31, 2015 and it reads 8:50 pm which allows me three + hours to post it somewhere.

Facebook in our Morehead Family site will probably be first post. But it is dedicated to the residents of Roberts County and certainly for my first cousin Ruth Ann Morehead Adkins who taught school in Miami for many years.

Steven C. Whipple

December 31, 2015

Canadian, Texas