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Putins Army. 70,000 Chechan's and their General Headed to Ukraine.
Wow Man. Love your posts. So many have never experienced what you have..myself included. Thanks for the perspectiveThis story hits home for me.
When my kids were very young. The wife now deceased and I had 4 children. And one year work got very tight for me, I was working as a tradesman then.
I had been out of work a couple of weeks, the bank account was just about gone the cupboards getting very bare.
My wife never pressured me very, very seldom as I took my responsibilities to her and my kids very serious.
Finally she said, I don't know what I am going to do, we are almost out of everything.
I had been making the rounds faithfully looking for anything.
Two days later I got up in the morning and told her. I can't find no work, I am going to head down to welfare and see about even a food hamper.
I had never had a handout, or welfare or unemployment even.
I got down there, and walked in and told my story.
The nice Lady gave me a clipboard and a pencil and said here fill this out and then you can see someone.
So I went and sat down. And wrote my name then the date.
I bowed my head and said Lord I need a little help here.
I reached down and found a little more faith.
I took the form and rolled it in a ball and threw it in the trash can and gave the Lady back the clipboard and pencil and thanked her.
She got a little upset and said you can't do that, I said well I just did Ma'am and everything will be good.
That night after supper I got a call from a guy who need someone on a roofing job for a super market, and asked if I could show up in the morning.
I showed up and busted my ass for 14 hrs straight in the sun, the 2nd day I had to humble myself and ask for an advance we had no milk or bread left.
That job lasted almost 10 days, and then it was just one job after another.
And believe me I never forgot my Family Prayers ever day very seldom from that day.
You can go to church and you can talk and say you are this or that, but the day always comes were you have to bow your head and ask Him for help. And He is there, when things are bad and you need Him, he is there.
70,000 Chechan's Headed For Kiev with their General.
I have no regrets. God has always been good to me. He gave me burdens but he helped me shoulder them too. He gave me many blessings, a good wife, 4 children, 8 grandchildren.Wow Man. Love your posts. So many have never experienced what you have..myself included. Thanks for the perspective
The ManI have no regrets. God has always been good to me. He gave me burdens but he helped me shoulder them too. He gave me many blessings, a good wife, 4 children, 8 grandchildren.
My parents were married in 1933 the very bottom of the Great Depression. They obviously had hope and Faith.
They raised 11 kids on a hard scrabble farm back in the hills.
Ever eat bread and milk for a meal? I have fresh warm cows milk warmed up on the woodstove and poured over a thick slice of homemade bread in a pie plate.
And that was your meal.
Or towards the end of springtime the root cellar would be getting very low, and you would get soft potato with the eye's sprouting and soft sagging carrots. Because it was almost planting time again.
You knew their was no point whining, because the guy or gal next to you at the table would quicky clean your plate.
Life owes you nothing. It's up to you to do. I never saw my parents drunk, they never swore or cussed. And I never had a beating from either of them.
No matter how bad it was, they never cried or whined or fought with each other, they just carried on as partners. They were married 53 years.
If I did wrong my Father talked to me like a man. If I wronged my Mother the disappointment in her eyes and face was all I needed to correct my ways.
They both held very deep Faith in God, and trusted to Him always.
Our happiness was not from material things, because we had very little.
But we were happy just the same.
My oldest grandson called me today. And wants to go prospecting with me next summer. So I am lining up a gold claim in the mountains today.
To me these are my rewards. He wants me to teach him how to find gold and all that goes with that. Camp fires, fishing sighting in rifles, etc. I look forward to that.
I grew up that way. Would not trade it for anything...cornbread and milk many, many times.I have no regrets. God has always been good to me. He gave me burdens but he helped me shoulder them too. He gave me many blessings, a good wife, 4 children, 8 grandchildren.
My parents were married in 1933 the very bottom of the Great Depression. They obviously had hope and Faith.
They raised 11 kids on a hard scrabble farm back in the hills.
Ever eat bread and milk for a meal? I have fresh warm cows milk warmed up on the woodstove and poured over a thick slice of homemade bread in a pie plate.
And that was your meal.
Or towards the end of springtime the root cellar would be getting very low, and you would get soft potato with the eye's sprouting and soft sagging carrots. Because it was almost planting time again.
You knew their was no point whining, because the guy or gal next to you at the table would quicky clean your plate.
Life owes you nothing. It's up to you to do. I never saw my parents drunk, they never swore or cussed. And I never had a beating from either of them.
No matter how bad it was, they never cried or whined or fought with each other, they just carried on as partners. They were married 53 years.
If I did wrong my Father talked to me like a man. If I wronged my Mother the disappointment in her eyes and face was all I needed to correct my ways.
They both held very deep Faith in God, and trusted to Him always.
Our happiness was not from material things, because we had very little.
But we were happy just the same.
My oldest grandson called me today. And wants to go prospecting with me next summer. So I am lining up a gold claim in the mountains today.
To me these are my rewards. He wants me to teach him how to find gold and all that goes with that. Camp fires, fishing sighting in rifles, etc. I look forward to that.
No my Daddy was the Man, they broke the mold when they made him.The Man
Shit on a shingle 3 times a week was the norm.I grew up that way. Would not trade it for anything...cornbread and milk many, many times.
I remember coming home from school one day, Mom had just set out 4 loaves of fresh hot bread. The crust buttered and smothered with a clean linen tea towel.I grew up that way. Would not trade it for anything...cornbread and milk many, many times.
More than likely college. My buddy had a daughter that did this same thing.I don't. This is heartbreaking to watch. That girl is so brainwashed it's not even funny. I'm curious where mom and dad were while all of the brainwashing that led to this point was going on. This didn't start yesterday.
I mean, we're still the best and most advanced fighting force this world has ever seen...BUT, lots of pussies pushing the buttons and pulling the triggers...maybe not though, because I'd imagine most of the pussies are in the kitchens, mopping floors and doing the pussy work...I don't know if we can take on ALL of Asia, while also fighting in Europe, but I think at worst, we could still fight the rest of the world to a stalemate...and we don't have to fight the rest of the world...outside of world termination with innumerable nukes, we will suffer, but ultimately win
I like how he goes for another spoonful, kids got dedication
Oh no argument about basic, and no rebuttal on some of ours being weaker than in the past...now I don't know HOW depleted we are in terms of weapons, but our technology is a few steps ahead...the ones giving the orders? Idk...I still maintain what I said though, Trump put a ton into rebuilding the military, and we have a good bit that none of us are privy...we can disagree, lol...I still think we're tops...No we’re not. Just basic training alone has been adjusted to reduce mental stress. That was a major point along with physical fitness. Our troops get more mentally week every five years. This is all branches.
SKOL! Is to you, not the reetart tweet...Stupid Fuck!
The profits are higher due to INFLATION
On a NOMINAL BASIS they are likely barely breaking even.
Personally struggling to keep up with the thread (never said that once before in 5 years, but . . . life happens) but I had to respond to this. Much love, Brother.
My mom always said I was a pleasant surprise not an accident.
Thus, my parents had me very late in life.
They are depression era kids.
At one point all my grandparents had left to eat in the house was an apple.
They cut it in half giving half to my mom and half to her brother for their school lunch.
Mom said grand-dad luckily found a job that day.
18 hours hard labor.
His pay was two sacks of groceries to feed the family.
Let's hope Obiden/WEC/UN/Deep State does not take us into another Great Depression.
As my mom said there would be lots of blood in the streets because my generation & those after me have never had to do without.
Unfortunately she's right.
BTW The term "Dirt Poor" comes from what you see in the photo - too poor to have flooring. Thus, your floors were dirt.
PS So blessed to have a dad that worked his ass off that I never had to experience poverty.
Personally struggling to keep up with the thread (never said that once before in 5 years, but . . . life happens) but I had to respond to this. Much love, Brother.