Tuesday, December 20, 2011

A little boy wanted $100.00 very badly and prayed for weeks, but nothing happened .


Then he decided to write God a letter requesting the $100..00.
When The postal authorities received the letter addressed to God, USA, 
they decided to send it to President Obama.
Obama was so amused that he 
instructed his secretary to send the little boy a $ 5.00 bill.
He thought this would appear to 
be a lot of money to a little boy.
The little boy was delighted 
with the $5.00 bill and sat down to write a thank-you note 
to God, which read:
Dear God:
Thank you very much for sending the money.However, I noticed that for some reason you sent it through
Washington, D.C. and those 
assholes took $95.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Kris's thoughts on Chemo #11


I don"t  know where to begin with #11. # 10 went well, I rebounded quickly and felt okay for the most part. Then had surgery, which has proved to be a good decision, as I am able to sleep laying in my bed, all night, most nights.( I really missed my bed for those 5 months...) I cough less now but it seems to hurt more when I do. I don't even want to think about sneezing!
I thought it would be a walk in the park. For now, I am no longer taking the oral chemo xeloda. I had a bone supplement and 2 IV chemos called methotrexate and navelbine. #11 KICKED MY REAR! I slept for 3 days, and spent much of my nights in tears because my bones hurt so badly. The pain in my spine was intense to say the least. 
My mind can go to some dark places if I let it. Often times it is at night. I think about death. I think about the things I know I'm going to miss in my boy's lives. Graduations, girlfriends, weddings, grandchildren. I think about Joe and the promise I made to him so many years ago to grow old together. 
One night I said it out loud, almost angry: "I don't get to feel good again, do I?" I think God was waiting for me to ask because he gave me this: From my son Brandyn's FB page I read Psalm 16:9-11. I love the whole chapter.
Psalm 16

 1 Keep me safe, my God, 
   for in you I take refuge.

 2 I say to the LORD, “You are my Lord; 
   apart from you I have no good thing.” 
3 I say of the holy people who are in the land, 
   “They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.” 
4 Those who run after other gods will suffer more and more. 
   I will not pour out libations of blood to such gods 
   or take up their names on my lips.

 5 LORD, you alone are my portion and my cup; 
   you make my lot secure. 
6 The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; 
   surely I have a delightful inheritance. 
7 I will praise the LORD, who counsels me; 
   even at night my heart instructs me. 
8 I keep my eyes always on the LORD. 
   With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.

 9 Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; 
   my body also will rest secure, 
10 because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead, 
   nor will you let your faithful one see decay. 
11 You make known to me the path of life; 
   you will fill me with joy in your presence, 
   with eternal pleasures at your right hand.

I don't know if I will ever feel healthy again while I am on this earth. I do know that I feel loved and cared for. I do know that my good days are not gone. In fact this week Monday and Tuesday were good days. I had coughing and pain throughout the days but I also had fun, laughter and indescibable joy in my heart.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

3 New Navy Ships:


USS REAGAN 

Seeing it next to the Arizona Memorial really puts its size into perspective... ENORMOUS!

When the Bridge pipes 'Man the Rail' there is a lot of rail to man on this monster: shoulder to shoulder, around 4.5 acres. Her displacement is about 100,000 tons with full complement. 

Capability


Top speed exceeds 30 knots, powered by two nuclear reactors that can operate for more than 20 years without refueling

1. Expected to operate in the fleet for about 50 years

2. Carries over 80 combat aircraft

3. Three arresting cables can stop a 28-ton aircraft going 150 miles per hour in less than 400 feet
 

Size


1. Towers 20 stories above the waterline

2. 1092 feet long; nearly as long as the Empire State Building is tall

3. Flight deck covers 4.5 acres

4. 4 bronze propellers, each 21 feet across, weighing 66,200 pounds

5. 2 rudders, each 29 by 22 feet and weighing 50 tons

6. 4 high speed aircraft elevators, each over 4,000 square feet 


Capacity
 

1. Home to about 6,000 Navy personnel

2. Carries enough food and supplies to operate for 90 days

3. 18,150 meals served daily

4. Distillation plants provide 400,000 gallons of fresh water from sea water daily, enough for 2,000 homes

5. Nearly 30,000 light fixtures and 1,325 miles of cable and wiring 1,400 telephones

6. 14,000 pillowcases and 28,000 sheets


USS BILL CLINTON 

The USS William Jefferson Clinton (CVS1) set sail today from its home port of Vancouver , BC
The ship is the first of its kind in the Navy and is a standing legacy to President Bill Clinton 'for his foresight in military budget cuts' and his conduct while holding the (formerly dignified) office of President.

The ship is constructed nearly entirely from recycled aluminum and is completely solar powered with a top speed of 5 knots. It boasts an arsenal comprised of one (unarmed) F14 Tomcat or one (unarmed) F18 Hornet aircraft which, although they cannot be launched on the 100 foot flight deck, form a very menacing presence.

As a standing order, there are no firearms allowed on board.

This crew, like the crew aboard the USS Jimmy Carter, is specially trained to avoid conflicts and appease any and all enemies of the United States at all costs.

An onboard Type One DNC Universal Translator can send out messages of apology in any language to anyone who may find America offensive. The number of apologies are limitless and though some may seem hollow and disingenuous, the Navy advises all apologies will sound very sincere.

In times of conflict, the USS Clinton has orders to seek refuge in Canada . 



USS BARACK OBAMA
Details are vague.
But don't you worry..........he has a plan

Monday, November 14, 2011

A GLIMMER OF HOPE


I went to my post op appointment this morning Dr. Johnson my oncologist is pleased with the results of my surgery. He says there is some scarring in my right lung but that was to be expected. My right breast hurts and below it is numb, he says it's probable that nerves were damaged by the incisions and they will eventually heal. I weigh less today than I did when I was 16. Seriously, skinny is highly over rated and quite uncomfortable....He says to eat more and start walking as much as I can. He is very happy with the results of chemotherapy and wants to start up again the week after Thanksgiving. Maybe changing it up a little to improve my response to it. He said we have alot of options and can change the medications for optimal response for a long time. I asked how long he thought a long time was. He said 2-3  years. It was a glimmer of hope for me, not long ago we thought my time was up. Alot can change in 2-3 years. I'll take that. 
So much has changed in the past 5 months. Relationships have started to heal, new friendships have been made. I am reminded each day that I am nothing, Everything that I have prided myself on is gone. I have no energy to do the things that I want to do, the things that show off my talents, the things that make me, me. I am everything. God loves me so much that he sent His only Son to take my sins away from me so that I can be near to Him.  When I am healthy, I do things with my own power. When I am ill I have to ask for the strength to make it through the day, sometimes accomplishing little more than showering and dressing myself. When I am weak He is strong. When I am weak, He is waiting for me to call out to Him so he can carry me. When I am weak He shows Himself to me. When I am weak I am willing to see that He loves me and is with me every step of the way.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Why? by Kris Rosebrook Eberle on Sunday, October 23, 2011 at 4:48am

Wednesday mornings have been especially difficult. The 30 minute drive into chemo tends to be a long emotional trip. Dread is heavy. Last Wednesday I asked a few friends to pray for me, specifically to help me have a heart of gratitude. God showed up in a big way for me. I could feel Him holding me. My attitude was changed.  Friends were texting me encouragement and prayers. My sister Tricia  came from Bethel, Ak. ( knowing I would likely be asleep most of her visit). For 2 days we sat around together in our pj's. She gave our dog a bath (He stunk!), just so I could hold him. Meals were delivered. Our son Brandyn, whom we had not seen since August, came home from college for the weekend. To sit and watch the boys make pizza together was priceless and then delicious.
Why? I refused to ask this the first time around. I figured the answer was; Why not? I'm not so special that I could escape a disease that affects so many people. It was just part of life. It could be that I refused to ask because I did not really want to know....This time I'm asking. Why God? Why do I have to do this? Why do I have to hurt so much? He has not given me one answer that explains everything and I don't expect that He will. He has given me answers that help explain some things. He wants me to find strength in Him, not in myself. He wants me to trust Him completely. He wants me to let others love me. He wants me to love others without judgment. Why God? I'm ready to hear you. Why God? I'm ready, teach me.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Nancy Pelosi: God bless occupy Wall Street protestors

I was attempting to post these two videos in the same post, just to show the idiocy of the left.  She tries to compare Wall Street with the Tea Party, but I am sure by the video below, you can see there is a world of difference between the two.  The young men in the video below show class and control the occupiers could never exercise.  I think they were having lots of fun too.  Sometimes it is just plain old fun to bait the ignorant.  It draws out their ignorance all the more and allows everyone to witness it.

TEA PARTY Invades OCCUPY DC- (explicit)

I love the way these guys continue to smile and are courteous in the face of this ignorance and contempt.  To think that Nancy P and her ilk try to compare the scum here with the Tea Party these young men represent is such a reach. I am hoping they took body guards with them.  I am sure that if they did not have physical, in the flesh guards, they were surrounded by an army of angels.  Good work guys!!

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Good news today:)


Went to the oncologist today for the results of the scan today. He came in smiling claiming to have only good news. The larger tumors are responding well to the chemo and have shrunk by about 2/3. The dr is suggesting a procedure that will drain off the water on the lung and then attach the lung back to the walls, then the water won't continue to pool. Please pray for wisdom in what to do.
This is Angie Cope, her favorite sister reporting from Port Orchard ;)

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

So much to think about.


Written by my daughter Kris.  Of course, it brings me to tears.  I have the hardest time dealing with the thought that one of my children may be gone before me.  Like she says, we all know the truth.  It really does not make it any easier though.



This picture was taken a couple of weeks ago.  Me, Kris and another daughter Tricia.
I'm not much of a country music fan, in fact when I hear it,  my hair stands on end and I usually bellow out a great big TWANG! But there is one song that has given me plenty to think about. 

 Tim McGraw - Live Like You Were Dying 
I'm not much of a bucket list kind of person. Sure, I have made big plans for my empty nest years. I want to ride motorcycles all over the USA. Fly somewhere on a whim with my sister. Learn to scuba dive. Travel to Nepal with my brother-in-law. Hike the Grand Canyon. Go to a white sand beach. White water kayaking......All that seems so trivial now.
I totally believe that if God chose to He could completly heal my body. I believe that He wants me to ask Him to extend my life. I believe that He wants His best for me. I believe he will answer my prayers. The answer may be yes. The answer may be no. I believe He is faithful and regardless the answer, worthy of my praise. 
My reality on this day is that I am dying. (I don't know how I could hurt this much and not be.) So, how am i going to live while I am dying? I want to hug my husband and both sons, my parents and each of my sisters, my brother, and my friends and tell them what they mean to me and how much I love them everytime I see them. I want to make new friends and feel my heart grow. I want to declare that Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior, that I do not fear death. Whether it be sooner or later, I am looking forward to Heaven.
Tuesday at 10AM I will be having a CAT scan to find out if the chemotherapy is working. I will have answers Wednesday.
Please keep me and my family in your prayers. Though we know the truth about our eternity it is an emotional rolleroaster, and none of us are expierenced at dealing with our emotions.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

It is hard for me to blog right now. My heart just is not there. I did want to share this with all of you though.




Thanks to all of you for continuing to check in.  I do put Kris posts on my other blog fairly regularly.  I will be back here one day.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

From a blog called Chicken Stitches.

A first hand account of "That Day"

Please click on the above sentence to go to Henya's account of 9/11 you will not regret it.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Why Democrats vote

REPOST AND NO I DID NOT VOTE DEMOCRAP (Spelled just how it should be spelled): Top 12 reasons to vote Democrat:
1. I voted Democrat because I believe oil compan...ies' profits of 4% on a gallon of gas are obscene, but the government taxing the same gallon of gas at 15% isn't.
2. I voted Democrat because I believe the government will do a better job of spending the money I earn than I would.
3. I voted Democrat because Freedom of Speech is fine as long as nobody is offended by it.
4. I voted Democrat because I'm way too irresponsible to own a gun, and I know that my local police are all I need to protect me from murderers and thieves.
5. I voted Democrat because I believe that people who can't tell us if it will rain on Friday can tell us that the polar ice caps will melt away in ten years if I don't start driving a Prius.
6. I voted Democrat because I'm not concerned about millions of babies being aborted so long as we keep all death row inmates alive.
7. I voted Democrat because I think illegal aliens have a right to free health care, education, and Social Security benefits.
8. I voted Democrat because I believe that business should not be allowed to make profits for themselves. They need to break even and give the rest away to the government for redistribution as the
Democrats see fit.
9. I voted Democrat because I believe liberal judges need to rewrite the Constitution every few days to suit some fringe kooks who would never get their agendas past the voters.
10. I voted Democrat because I think that it's better to pay billions to people who hate us for their oil, but not drill our own because it might upset some endangered beetle or gopher.
11. I voted Democrat because while we live in the greatest, most wonderful country in the world, I was promised "HOPE AND CHANGE".
12. I voted Democrat because my head is so firmly planted up my a**, it's unlikely that I'll ever have another point of view.

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Monday, July 18, 2011

Sighted along the ALCAN

This was our first sighting, a sow with two cubs.  We turned back to get some pictures, but by then she had seen us and was calling her babies back and away from the road.  One cub is not visible, it is in the brush behind her.

This was our second sighting, not a close encounter this time either.  Black bears are very shy and beat a hasty retreat once they know they have been sighted.

We think this one may have been sick.  You can see the mange on its backside.  It was also swarmed with flies and mosquitoes.

Right next to the road.  After this one crossed a cub crossed behind her, but I was not quick enough to get a  shot.

This is also considered a Black.  I have a whole series of pictures of her I will share soon.  

All the times Stan and I have traveled the AlCan, we have never spotted a Grizzly.  I have a whole series of pictures of this one I will share soon also.

This was our final sighting.  In total we saw 13 blacks and the one grizzly.
We also saw, but did not get pictures of; 2 moose, one fox, and two porcupines which  were actually alive and not road kill.  Don't think I have ever seen a porcupine still standing before:)
Many more pictures to share as I have time.

Friday, July 15, 2011

Copied and Pasted from my Yes They Are All Mine Blog

I have not blogged for a while

I find it very difficult to write anything right now.  This is my "fluff" blog.  It is where I chronicle all of the happy of being a mother and a grandmother.  It has been kept, for the most part, pretty ,safe, free from really private and heart wrenching matters.  Families all go through things, but we usually do not put it out in Cyber World for everyone to see.
My family is going through something.  Not infidelity, not job loss, not a major move, but the very real possibility of one of us leaving this world sooner than she should.  Losing my mother was expected.  She was 90 years old.  She had lived a very full and rich life.  With her is the realization that she was going to die, we were prepared.  Everyone wants to keep their loved ones forever, never wanting to face the reality of death.  Losing my daughter is the hardest thing God has ever put into my life.  I cry, I scream inwardly, I beg, I pray.  I find comfort in Him to only begin the cycle over again.  I think of my friends who have lost a child. I wonder how long it takes before they begin to function again.  Do they ever function on the same level they used to. Is there a huge void forever?  People say you will heal, but do you really.  Yes you go on with life. You have to, others are depending upon you.  Much as you may want to, you cannot withdraw, you cannot quit.  People get hungry, the house gets dirty, the laundry must be done, yes, I know life goes on.  I know He is in control.  I know that even when she was in my womb, He knew at her conception how long he would leave her here on the earth before taking her to her heavenly home.  I know all of that............We are suppose to rejoice when a Saint is called home.  Why am I not doing so?

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

My Daughter is sick again. First Breast Cancer, now Lung.


Thursday, August 28, 2008


..............................Remission................................



My 5 year marker is today. Yea! I'm counting from my last Rad of radiation.


There are a few things that cancer has taught me that I'd like to share.


#1 I am nothing. I am everything.
All my accomplishments, my talents and my self confidence, mental, emotional and physical strength mean nothing. Take all that away(plus the hair).
Weak and sick. Begging to die, feeling so alone in my pain. At the end ofmyself, I am everything! A child of God. When I am weak He is strong.
#2 A mother's work is never done. And never properly acknowledged.
Thank you Mom for all the time and effort you put into taking care of my family. (Although, I think that the boys still don't change thier underwear regularly!)
#3 Good friends will muddle in the muck with you. And kick your rear when you need it.
#4 Hair is highly over rated.

Almost three years of remission. Please keep her in your prayers.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Memorial Day, Small Town style.

The presentation  of the Flag

Our WW2 Vets.  The gentleman 2nd from the left was the city Mayor the year Stan and I moved here.
He likes to come to Stan's office and sit and chat with Stan.  He will be 90 years old this year.

Arlington High School Band
I love this picture of these little guys trying so hard to keep their flags erect.  Good thing our Main Street is only about 6 blocks long.

Girl Scouts are active in Arlington also.

A car holding our dignitary.  I could not see inside very well and there was no sign on the car, but I am thinking Mayor Margaret Larson may have been riding inside.

Motorcycle Club.  All Combat Vets.

The festivities moved to our Cemetery.  Just had to take a picture of the backs of a couple of the Motor cycle club Vets.

The speaker is a retired Navy Seal.  He gave a great presentation of how the Seals work.  He told a very emotional story of one of the Seals who lost his life disarming a bomb.  The young man is number 38 on the Seal's Memorial Wall.  There are now 49 brave young people there.  He also made it a point to thank everyone who was involved in the killing of Osama.  With one exception.  He did not in any way at all reference the other "O".  Believe me, I listened.

The flag at 1/2 Staff

Retiring the Flags.

One of the roads into the cemetery lined with flags.  Each pole has a tag on it honoring a service person.

Arlington High School Band leaving the Cemetery


Another view of the flags in the Cemetery.  They lined every road inside the Cemetery.
There really was a much better attendance at the parade than it looks from my pictures.  Most of the viewers had congregated two blocks down where the parade culminated with a small ceremony in the town square.  I just did not make it down there in time to take pictures of that event.  Needless to say, our town is proud of and supports her veterans.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Dinner at PF Chang's

Gina and her new baby boy.  I cannot show his face because he is a foster child and we must protect his identity.
I can say he is a darling baby and the entire family is in love with him.
Tricia

Olivia, Angie and Amanda

Kris is putting baby to sleep.  It turned into a long night for him.

Gramma

Tricia and Shay.
Tricia was in town for some training this week.  We were able to meet in Bellevue and go to PF Chang's for dinner.  I had never been there.  Must say it was nice, food was good.
But the 18% gratuity kind of grated on me.  I really resent having the gratuity added to my bill.  I am a very generous tipper and had they not added the gratuity, they certainly would have received more than they did.
That rant over, I must say we had a good time.  Sadly, Chelle could not make it because she was having a meeting at her house that night.  Gina and I shared a dinner for two which included soup: Egg Drop, appetizer: Crab Wanton, 2 entrĂ©es: Mongolian Beef and Crunchy Honey Chicken and dessert: 6 layer chocolate cake.  One huge slice that we divided between all of us.
Tricia finished her training today and is planning to go play for a while.  Since Dave has to work this weekend, the boys are flying down on Thursday to spend the weekend with us and then will fly home with her on Sunday.
Dang, I thought I was posting this on my fluff blog.  It is so late and it takes so long to download pictures, I am just going to leave it.  Maybe I should have gone to bed hours ago and left this for tomorrow:)

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Good photos ? Excellent points????.     
   
 Maybe we should turn to our history books and point out to people like
 Mr. Lujan why today's American is not willing to accept this new kind of
 immigrant any longer. Back in 1900 when there was a rush from all areas 
of Europe to come to the United States, 
people had to get off a ship and stand in a long line in New York and be documented. 
Some would even get down on their hands and knees and kiss the ground. 

They made a pledge to uphold the laws and support their new country in good and bad times. 
They made learning English a primary rule in their new American households 
and some even changed their names to blend in with their new home. 
They had waved goodbye to their birth place to give their children a new life and did 

everything in their power to help their children assimilate into one culture. 
Nothing was handed to them. No free lunches, no welfare, no labor laws to protect them. 
All they had were the skills and craftsmanship they had brought with them to trade for 
a future of prosperity. 
Most of their children came of age when World War II broke out. 
My father fought along side men whose parents had come straight over from Germany, 
Italy, France and Japan. None of these 1st generation Americans ever gave any 
thought about what country their parents had come from. They were Americans fighting 
Hitler, Mussolin and the Emperor of Japan. They were defending the United States of
 America as one people. 
When we liberated France, no one in those villages were looking for the French American, 
the German American or the Irish American. The people of France saw only Americans. 
And we carried one flag that represented one country. Not one of those immigrant sons would have thought about picking up another country's flag and waving it to represent who they were. It would have been a disgrace to their parents who had sacrificed so much to be here. These immigrants truly knew what it meant to be an American. They stirred the melting pot into one red, white and blue bowl. 
And here we are with a new kind of immigrant who wants the same rights and privileges. 

Only they want to achieve it by playing with a different set of rules, one that includes the 
entitlement card and a guarantee of being faithful to their mother country. I'm sorry, that's not 
what being an American is all about. I believe that the immigrants who landed on Ellis Island in 
the early 1900's deserve better than that for all the toil, hard work and sacrifice in raising future generations to create a land that has become a beacon for those legally searching for a better life. I think they would be appalled that they are being used as an example by those waving foreign country flags. 
And for that suggestion about taking down the Statue of Liberty, it happens to mean a lot to the citizens who are voting on the immigration bill. I wouldn't start talking about dismantling the United States just yet.KEEP THIS LETTER MOVING. FOR THE WRONG THINGS TO PREVAIL, THE RIGHTFUL MAJORITY NEEDS TO REMAIN COMPLACENT AND QUIET. LET THIS NEVER HAPPEN!
I sincerely hope this letter gets read by millions of people all across the nation
 

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Why haven't I been blogging?

My blogging mojo is kind of dry. So.........I have turned my attention to my Charity.   For the past two years, I have been knitting and selling my knits to help raise money for my friend Mwenebolongo to build his church in Dar es Salaam.  Mwene went home to be with the Lord in January, rather unexpectedly.  With the loss of him and then my mother, I have spent some time floundering and knitting.  Knitting brings me peace.  I do not have to think, I can just sit and very quietly knit. While I knit, I questioned God as to what I was suppose to do with the money I have earned for the project and should I continue.  He very gently reminded me that when he gave me this project, he knew that Mwene would not live to see it to fruition, so I continue to knit.
I was going to post pictures of a just finished project, but Google tells me I am out of space and must purchase more space before I can upload any pictures.  Has anyone else had this happen to them?  I was totally surprised.
If you are at all interested in what I am doing, you can go here and see what I have done this year. I am trying to knit up a stock of things because I am going to Bethel Alaska this summer and I seem to have a pretty good following up there.  I have sent things up to my daughter and she sells almost all that I send.
So......anyone need a baby gift, just let me know, I will be more than happy to accommodate you:)

Friday, March 25, 2011

Anyone Near Atlantic City, This is my Nephew.

Atlantic City's Continental holding fundraiser for chef to visit son, Marine Cpl. Rory Hamill, at Walter Reed hospital in D.C.


Marine Cpl. Rory Hamill knew he lost his right leg the moment he stepped on an explosive pressure plate during a mission in Afghanistan. 
But the first concern for the 22-year-old veteran of three combat tours was the fellow Marines in his unit.
Hamill’s unit had information of an Improvised Explosive Device in an abandoned compound Feb. 13. Hamill, who had served one tour in Iraq and was serving his second tour in Afghanistan, volunteered to inspect the area. 
“The IED turned out to be a hoax. I came back outside and stepped on a pressure plate. It blew me 8 feet into the air,” he said Monday from his hospital room at the Walter Reed Army Medical Center in Washington, D.C. “My teeth went through my lower lip. I knew I lost my leg as soon as the blast went off. I looked at it and saw it was gone.” 
The Brick Township native and 2006 graduate of Brick Memorial High School said he was conscious during the whole ordeal but spent his time joking around.
The Marine smoked a cigarette as the medics attended to him. He couldn’t remember the exact jokes but said he used “Marine humor,” which he explained can be a little vulgar.
“I was trying to keep the guys in good spirits so they wouldn’t freak out,” he said.
Hamill first was treated at National Naval Medical Center in Bethesda, Md., where President Barack Obama awarded him with the Purple Heart on Feb. 23. 
“He shook my hand and thanked me for my service,” he said. “We just had general banter.”
Hamill was transferred to the Reed center March 14. The Marine of five years wants to stay in the military and said his family is keeping him in high spirits as he goes though physical therapy and is gets fitted with a prosthetic leg.
“I’m doing good. I’m hoping to get out of here soon,” he said. “I was pretty (angry) at first, but I’m happy I’m alive. It’s whatever. I’ve got to get used to the situation and learn to walk with a prosthetic leg.”
But it has put a huge financial burden for his family as they have visited him for the past few weeks. 
“The government tries to take care of it as much as they can but they don’t account for everyone in the family dynamic,” said Rory’s father, Tim Hamill, of Mays Landing. 
Rory’s wife of four years, Kristal Hamill, and two children, Keira, 2, and Liam, 1, have to pay for expenses to see him in the hospital and maintain their home in North Carolina.
Local residents will have the opportunity to support the family of the Brick Township native through a special fundraiser Tuesday at The Continental in Atlantic City. 
The restaurant, where Tim Hamill serves as executive chef, will host a fundraiser in an attempt to raise about $10,000 for the family, said Cara Rice, Continental’s director of sales and marketing.
The staff was compelled to do something after they saw Tim Hamill leave every day after work and make the trip to Washington. 
“So many people have said, ‘What can we do?’” she said. “This is a special event for Rory. It’s the Continental’s version of a beef and beer.”
Rory Hamill will not be able to attend but his father said the family has been greatly humbled by the outpouring of support. 
“It’s been amazing. I never realized how many people out there are capable of this much compassion,” he said. “You feel like everything will be all right. It’s a great feeling to have.”


If you go
The benefit for Marine Cpl. Rory Hamill is scheduled for 6:30 to 9:30 p.m. Tuesday, March 29, at The Continental at The Pier Shops at Caesars in Atlantic City. Tickets are $25 and include a buffet dinner, wine, beer and admission to Dusk Nightclub at Caesars. RSVP by Friday to Cara Rice by calling 609-344-3615, texting 609-271-0549 or e-mail cara.rice@starr-restaurant.com.
Hamill asks that in lieu of sending him flowers to send donations to his unit in Afghanistan. Items such as batteries, tube socks, boxer briefs (size medium), cigarettes, Slim Jims, beef jerky, toiletries or baby wipes are appreciated. Send the items to 1st Squad (c/o Sgt. Moulder) 2nd Battalion 8th Marine Regiment Golf Co. 3rd Platoon Unit 73240 FPO AE 09510-3240. 





Contact Joel Landau:
609-272-7215

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Jane Fonda memorial


Every town should have one so no one forgets her contribution during the Vietnam War. 

JANE FONDA MEMORIAL---VERY HEARTWARMING.

After more than 40 years the Viet Nam Veterans of the United States of America raised a phenomenal amount of money to memorialize another one of Hollywood ’s loyal American citizens who went out of her way to aid and abet the enemy and congratulate them on their treatment of US. POW's. This memorial says it all!