Remembering Those Who Have Gone Before Us and Saying Thank You!

Today is my oldest sibling's birthday, my brother Ray. The first of ten living children he began his life in Hawaii when my dad, a recent Naval Academy grad, was stationed at Pearl Harbor. Ray always called himself the youngest Pearl Harbor survivor since my mom was only a few weeks pregnant when evacuated to the mainland. Ray ended his life here in Woodstock and continues to be loved and missed. 

My Dad Would Have Liked Donald Trump!

Raymond J. Schneider, USN
1940 Naval Academy yearbook

Every now and then I do a Google search on my dad's name. I feel like a miner panning for gold -- searching for little nuggets of family history. And today I found one, a letter to the editor  Daddy wrote to the Naval War College Review in 1984, the year before he died. It's filled with the practical common sense and respect for the people the elite Dems call "deplorables."

His letter reminds me of Donald Trump's respect for the folks in fly-over country who are often ignored by our political betters who delight in telling us what's good for us since they know it all.

Like Trump Daddy always had deep respect for the little guy, paritcularly those under his command. When other officers were holding parties to entertain their superiors, my dad would have a picnic for those who worked for him. Mom said she never expected him to make admiral because he wouldn't play work politics. His advancement was all on merit.

Praying for my mom today as my mother's day gift!

Is there anything better we can give to our moms?

Love you, Mom. You gave me an incredible example of love for God, constant cheerfulness, service to others, and fortitude.

I look forward to the day when we meet once again merrily in heaven!

Happy Mother's Day!