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What weekends were made for....

3/27/2011

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Two weeks ago, Old Socks and I rode in the ride to honor Max McCullar then, we rode to the metropolis of Ariton with Darryl and Karyn and ended the evening at the Bates' for a little fellowship.  The following weekend, Old Socks, Darryl, and I met with our brothers and sisters in F.A.I.T.H. Riders at Dale Co. Lake for their annual benefit ride.  However, we did not ride with them.  Instead, we went back, got Karyn and went to Reece and Rhonda's, then off on an adventure to Abby Creek, then back to Enterprise (Mike had spent the day with R&R's boys).  We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves both weekends and the great friends we spent the time with.  This weekend was a bit different.  Old Socks took the day off to spend with me on Friday.  We spent some time together, cleaned some carpet and I had a wonderful opportunity to begin to catch up on 25 years with a friend from school.  I absolutely love how God has a way of renewing relationships in His time. 
On Friday afternoon, my boss called and asked if we were going to the air show in PC, which we had not planned to, even though we normally do go.  Long story short, he said he had not rented the condo for the weekend and figured I wanted to go down for the air show. I just needed to go by the office & pick up a key....I could do that ;)  So, Old Socks and I loaded up the bikes & Mike & headed to PCB for the rest of the weekend.  We had a beautiful ride down even though it was a bit breezy. While there, Mike boy enjoyed the beach and pool.  Old Socks and I simply enjoyed a little down time and time together. 
It looked like it was going to be a beautiful ride back on Sunday afternoon when we headed back.  We got to Bonifay and stopped for a hiney break.  While there, a lady came up to us and asked if she could ask something without offending.  She began to tell of how her car was pulling or veering to one side.  She had her child in the car with her and was headed to Ft. Walton Beach (home).  Old Socks looked at the car and checked the air in the tires.  He told her that he thought it was likely the alignment.  I gave her a card and asked her to let me know when she made it home.  Of course, my phone number and the website information was on the card.   Thankfully, shortly after we made it home, she messaged us to let us know she had made it home safely. 
As we rode up the road, I prayed for that lady (Felicia) and her son that they would be protected and have safe travels.  On further up the road, as we rode, it became apparent that we were headed directly into the storms we had been receiving warnings of to our phones.  Old Socks pulled up along side me and told me that if we rode into it, he wanted me to stop.  No problem....after that episode with the coyote on wet pavement.  However, I was blazing up the road trying to make it to the station in Hartford before the storm did.  I was watching the miles and when we were maybe two miles away, we ran into the rain and it was pretty strong.  I pulled off onto a side road and we decided to go back to an intersection a mile or so back.  Once we arrived at the intersection, a lightening bolt hit VERY near us.  Old Socks said we should try to make it to the station.  So, we headed to what we perceived would be a safe haven in the storm.  As we rode back into the rain, which was coming down heavily, the cross-winds were strong from the west.  At one point, the wind took me from the center line to the side line and almost into a sign post in a turning lane.  Old Socks said he wondered what was happening with me, then, the wind let him know.  We persevered to the station, was thankful and felt blessed that we made it there safely.  Once we pulled under the awning and got off the bikes, a gentleman came up and asked if we were caught in the hail.  Hail? What hail?  He pointed out literally mounds of hail that had accumulated in a matter of a few minutes just before we arrived at the station.  Let me just say, we were even more thankful and felt even more blessed to have been spared the ride in the hail.  After the rain subsided, we rode the remaining twenty or so miles under partly sunny, chilly skies. 

The events of our past few weekends may not be your cup of tea.  You may not be a biker and may have no desire to ride.  That is okay.  You don't have to be a biker to honor a veteran.  You don't have to be a biker to participate in a benefit.  You don't have to be a biker to enjoy time with great friends.  You don't have to be a biker to enjoy a get-away with your love.  Further more, you don't have to be a believer to appreciate the awesome opportunities Old Socks and I had in the events described above, or even to appreciate the safe travels.  But if you believe in a loving God Who protects and guides, then you have an appreciation as we do. If you don't, is my desire for you to know the One Who gives me a joy, a peace, a calm, and a life like I never experienced prior to my knowing Him. His Word says that if you seek, you will find; knock and it will be opened to you. 

Until next time friends, be safe and make every day count!
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HOTH-COL (Ret) Francis 'Max' McCullar.....

3/14/2011

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You may not know 92 year old, Max McCullar, but chances are, you can mention his name and someone around you does. Since he retired in Enterprise in 1974, he has touched the hearts and the lives of so many.

...On Sunday, 13 March 2010, COL Francis Max McCullar left  us. He  moved from Enterprise to a retirement home in Marrietta, Georgia.

We joined together as a community and show Max how much his friendship has meant to us all and how much we appreciate his military service. He is a true friend and a true American Hero!

The Parade Route was as Follows: At 2:00, Max's daughter will leave his residence, with Max in the car.

He was first  met, at his house, by members of the 15th Alabama and the 31st Alabama Civil War reenacters coordinated by Cpl. Wayne Brunson.


Max  then traveled  to Food World where the Patriot Guard Riders, lead by Tom Ellis and the Military Vehicle Restoration Club, lead by Lamar Rowland,  escorted him onto the circle and turn left to head towards Rucker Blvd.  Before leaving the staging area, Entreprise city officials officially proclaimed the day as Mr. Max's day.

The parade, lead by Enterprise Police Chief Jones,  proceeded past Wal-Mart, across HWY 84, past the Elementary School where Max has been a dedicated volunteer.

At HWY 27, the parade turned North and continued through town, under the train trestle and down Main Street. Once past the Boll Weevil Monument, the parade went straight to the circle and turned right. The last turn was North onto HWY 167.

When we participate in a funeral procession for a vet, we show the family members how much we cared for their Loved one. Max is still very much alive and it was our duty as his friends and as Americans to stand somewhere along the route and show our support. He is truly an amazing person and we were all lucky to have had him in our community.

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Reasons to Celebrate....

3/6/2011

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I know I promised to blog more often.  However, it just seems impossible to do lately.  Forgive me, hopefully, we will get back to posting more often soon ;)

I titled this post Reasons to Celebrate.  Tonight, we might be able to share of literally thousands of reasons to celebrate, but I would like to take the time and this post to simply reflect on the weekend. 
On Friday, March 4, Old Socks and I were blessed to be able to spend the day together, which in itself is a reason to celebrate.  However, this particular day was even more reason to celebrate, as we celebrated our 25th Wedding Anniversary. Yes, that is right, we celebrated our SILVER Wedding Anniversary.  Old Socks often says that early in our marriage that he was too broke to get a divorce and I was too stubborn.  The truth is that he is correct on both.  Personally, while the statement he often makes is true, we both believe that the Lord kept us together when we were too blind and too ignorant to know Him or His will in our lives.  For whatever the reason, I am deeply appreciative of the years we have spent together and eagerly look forward to the years we will spend together.  Another statement Old Socks likes to make is that we married for better or worse.  He says he couldn't have done any better and I couldn't have done any worse.  I simply disagree with him ALL the way around on this one.  I am blessed beyond what words could ever express and am thankful for my Old Socks.

As our anniversary drew toward an end on Friday, we found ourselves at the wedding rehearsal of two people we have grown to love.  If you have read my previous posts, you already know how much I love and appreciate Rhonda (The Logan Road Years post).  Over the past year, we have had the privilege to get to know and love Reece.  I have often said that this is the happiest I have seen Rhonda in the past seven years and that Reece makes her happy, which makes me happy.  Truth is, I believe they make each other happy and this makes me happy. 
On Saturday, the wedding was beautiful as was the bride.  Everyone could see the joy and happiness that Reece and Rhonda had flowing out of them.  Old Socks was privileged to  be the 'preacher' to marry them.  Of course, I almost cried during the ceremony & when Old Socks came back to the table, as the newlyweds danced their first dance, he told me that he almost cried too.  I know, bikers aren't supposed to be softies like that, but when you have history with someone and you see them happy after a difficult time, you are moved to tears....tears of joy.
Before the ceremony, Reece told us that he had a surprise for us.  Of course, we had absolutely NO clue what he could possibly mean.  As the DJ went through having groups dance, you know, fathers/daughters, mothers/sons, etc.  Something unexpected occurred.  "Our Song", True, by Spandau Ballet, began to play and the DJ announced that the couple celebrating their 25th anniversary were to take the dance floor and dance.....this was our surprise....how sweet & thoughtful!
Well, the happy couple are off to cruise the Caribbean for a week.  We wish them all the best and look forward to their return that we might be able to ride bikes with them :)

Okay, now, it is Sunday and I am on to my third and final reason to celebrate this weekend....our dear sweet Dana finished her radiation treatments on Friday.  After a rough eight weeks at five times per week, it is well over-due.  We spent the evening with Dana, husband Casey, and their little princess, Zadia.  Of course, Dana has lost like 25 pounds due to side-effects from treatments and she still feels like crap, but she is through the treatments...this is reason to celebrate.  Now, we look forward to the follow-up oncology visit and hopefully even MORE reason to celebrate.   Many of you have prayed for her and still do.  I encourage you to please continue to do so, as we do the same. 

As you can see, we have had VERY GOOD reasons to celebrate this weekend, and we did!  Let me close by saying this....while we had great reasons to celebrate this weekend, we also have reasons to celebrate daily.  Many years ago, back at Carnesville Baptist Church, we used to sing a song...We've Got a Reason to Celebrate, by Babbie Mason.  The song says, 'We've got a reason to celebrate, Jesus Christ is Lord.'  How true is this?  It is the one greatest thing to celebrate.  While this weekend was full of reasons to celebrate, we should not forget the greatest reason of all to celebrate.  I truly hope that each of you find reason to celebrate and rejoice in the reasons we celebrated this weekend, but more so, I urge you to celebrate Jesus as Lord. 

Until next time, ride safely and celebrate daily.  
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    My name is Sonja.  I am known as Road Rash, for obvious reasons. I have been a member of His Blood Warriors since 1996 I served as Secretary of LAHBW since the charter began in February 2002. In October, I became International Secretary and currently serve in that position.

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