Did I Tell You, I Love Rain?

Blog 1433 – 08.23.2019

Did I Tell You, I Love Rain?

Yeah, I probably did and more than likely many times. That is the way with what we think are our best ideas, they keep popping up again and again. But, no matter, because just like the love that I have for myself and you, I thrill at finding knew and different ways to say it, speak it, sing it, and write it.

I woke up to rain beating on the roof of my little house on wheels on the prairie. Actually it has been parked in beautiful hilly southern Indiana for the last three and a half month and mostly likely will stay here for about the same number of years. I hope in that time to earn enough on my day job to pay off all my mine and my wife’s bills and have enough to buy or build us a small home to spend maybe hot summers and cold winters in and travel the roads staying in campgrounds and seeing as much as we can see of this great land for the rest of the falls and springs that we have left in this adventure. It seems to me now a good plan.

I also plan as I have for these past four years to continue spending my early morning hours trying to leave something behind – blogs, Mockingbird songs, recordings of children’s books, and whatever else I come up with in the time remaining.

I do not believe “one life” is all we get to live. But, that it is more like Celine Dion’s Titanic song, My Heart Will Go On.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1GQ8XkSiSC7rU3iFf572voK4a-TKHc70f/view?usp=drivesdk

My Heart Will Go On

I also have come to believe that just as we have no real enemies in this life, only disguised and perhaps misunderstood family, brothers and sisters, that perhaps the “bad things and bad times” that happen to us are only masquerading gifts. Another Celine song, this one in the latest Disney Beauty And The Beast, says we have to know some bad times or our lives are incomplete.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1zRodvt6wJfGiPuNEWrgHBGf7J30Pv_X1/view?usp=drivesdk

How Does A Moment Last Forever

I have shared it before and will probably again the underlying theme of the 1990 movie Jacob’s Ladder. It is the story of a returning Vietnam Vet. Probably it has some special appeal to me for I am one of many returning Vietnam Vets. Jacob Singer actually saw some horrific bloody action, I, thank my God/Goddess, that my Vietnam adventure was different. He had gone to war having been formerly a University philosophy professor with a PHD and had been exempted from the draft because of his wife and children but still feeling a duty to serve he joined as an infantry enlisted soldier. The loss of his youngest son while overseas crushes him and the strain on his marriage causes it to fail. No longer wanting to be a college professor when he returned to the States, he gets a Postal job and lives with a very sexy and exotic Post Office employee named Jezebel. He calls her Jezzie. Do people really name their daughters Jezabel? What a name to live up to or down to as the case may more likely be. Jezzie indeed lives up to her name as a sexy sultry temptress and probably helps prevent his broken marriage from mending.

Our hero is a broken man as well and leads (except for fun with Jezzie) a very drear and paranoid life, sees demons everywhere and believes that he is caught up in some deep dark conspiracy. He meets up with some of his ‘Nam buddies and their paranoia only inspires and fires more of his own. Running from one of his many demons he slips and falls and awakes on a gurney in a hospital being taken through the basement to the hospital morgue. He is rescued by his friend and chiropractor who says he’ll have him straighten out in a jiffy. As he snaps and pops his patients back into alignment. Looking up, Jacob tells him, “You look like an angel.” While aligning Jacob’s back he listens to his tale of woe and intrigue, then he remarks, “Doc, in your philosophy professor days you told me once of a philosopher who said if a man was not ready to die he might mistake the angels coming to escort him to heaven as demons trying to tear his life away.”

Our philosopher/postman saw visions of his dead little son often too running away from him. In the end of the movie his son does not run but takes him by the hand and they walk up the stairs into the light together. The last scene is a M.A.S.H. type unit in South Vietnam where military surgeons are finishing up with a soldier who just died, “He really fought hard didn’t he? He just didn’t want to let go.” The whole movie was Jacob’s dream that he had on an operating table in Vietnam. In the dream, the war weary soldier gets to go home. In reality at the end of this dream, he and we all get to go Home, I think.

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David White

Jacob’s Ladder is available at Amazon.com

I just ordered a copy as I would like to see it again. I hope you will order yourself a copy and see it too.

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