Don's Old Daily Dabblings

piperbarb

Senior Member
Re: Don's Daily Dabblings

I love my Nikon but this is a little much :)
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Is this the same guy with the passel of cameras? Sure looks like it.
 

Michael J.

Senior Member
Re: Don's Daily Dabblings

My 40 year reunion is this year and I am afraid it may be crashed by a bunch of old people.

I have to post this - If you don't want here - fell free to delete.

Long time ago I read a story which touched my heart:

When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value.

Later, when the nurses were going through his meagre possessions, They found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.
One nurse took her copy to Melbourne. The old man’s sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas editions of magazines around the country and appearing in mags for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.
And this old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this ‘anonymous’ poem winging across the Internet.
Cranky Old Man
What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you’re looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . … . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .’I do wish you’d try!’
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . … lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you’re thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you’re not looking at me.
I’ll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I’m a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he’ll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don’t mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. …Babies play ’round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future … . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I’ve known.
I’m now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It’s jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I’m loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.
Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. …. . ME!!
 
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Down by the Riverside. This is the Oliver Lock and Dam on the Black Warrior river in Tuscaloosa, AL. Behind me in this shot is a golf course and just on the other side of the golf course on the 16 green is where I grew up. I spent a lot of time playing on the Lock that was here before they built this new one. If you look at the photos you will see the old lock just upstream.

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Re: Don's Daily Dabblings

Well since the Rotator cuff surgery I have not been able to wear my LowePro backpack so on my photo excursions I have to decide what lens I want or just not venture to far from the truck. I was in Academy Sports today and saw a Belt pouch with water bottles

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The pouch is large enough for two lenses and a pocket for spare battery and SD cards. My only problem was how to secure the lenses so they would not bounce around. I think I will try to get two Foam KOOZIE can holders attach them together and then wrap them in foam so they just fit the inside of the case. I should be able to remove the lens easily and they should be secure. Should be room enough left over for my Kel-Tec P-32. And I can carry it without hurting my shoulder and have cold water to drink.
 
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