Peewee wrote:
I humbly ask for your forgiveness and I didn't mean to offend. You grew up with a Papa who wanted you to learn and use your brain. I grew up with a Papa that wanted me to use my brain while working me like a slave, so that I learned common sense. I'm sure both Papas loved us very much. My PHD was post hole digging. I would dearly love for us to become friends, for no other reason, than you could broaden my biblical knowledge.
I grew up breaking, showing and training Quarter horses, and cleaning a lot of stalls. My life was horses, work and church (Baptist).
How did you come to be on OPP? It's mostly military folks on here and a few people who are hard to love. I also served in the USAF and retired in 94. Then I was a corrections officer here in Texas. Some college and no degree.
Do you live in the US? Have you ever been to Israel? I have always wanted to go to Israel, but not for a short visit. I would like to stay at least six months. If you know any way to make that happen I would be in your debt. I'll dig post holes, I'll pick grapes, milk cows, but I'd need time off to visit the Jesus sites.
Feel free to tell me more about yourself and we can compare Papa stories. Any children?
I have no wife and no children.
Until next time, Shalom, Penny Lynn (beautiful name)
JW
I humbly ask for your forgiveness and I didn't mea... (
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You did not offend me! I saw your curiosity and provided you what you were not able to ask. Your Papa did love you and I too grew up on a farm. Digging post holes was common, so was plowing the fields and planting not to even think about harvest time. Sawing trees into wood with a two man saw. But, my Papa was love. He was tender in his methods, I never heard him say a hard word to anyone and that included me, who was a very precocious child.
I would like nothing better than to call you friend. And I hope we have many conversations. We have many things in common.
I am not sure what brought me to OPP. My husband passed away and I had too much time on my hands and I do not sleep well. I tried other forums but they seemed angry and bitter. Or they talked down to one another. I wanted a place of comfort, where I could just be me.
I live in Northern Virginia on my family farm that has been passed from generation to generation beginning in the 1600s. Yes, I have been to Israel. It is not easy to get a "working" vacation to Israel if you are over 30 years old. I recommend that you visit a synagogue and ask the Rabbi for help. I have known of Rabbi writing letters of introduction to kibbutz.
Children, my yes! I had two sons and my husband and I adopted or just raised more than 30 others. Many had problems and were "unadoptable" or that was the label they had. All the children, natural, adopted, or just hanging out with us, turned out just fine. We have a couple doctors, computer scientists, and we also have mechanics and musicians.... they are all loved for who they are. My sons, one lives in Washington State and the other in Arizona. My eldest is a musician and has a wonderful voice and his job that pays his bills is architect. My youngest son is a general contractor... I could bore you with other things about them but enough about me.
Papa stories.... I can remember everything about him. And Mother, who was stern and balanced out the forgiving nature of Papa. Mother wanted me to be a lady... Papa wanted me to be whatever I wanted to be, and that changed often, and if they meant tearing the motor of a car apart and fixing it... well he would help. Thing is, Papa always tied what we were doing into lessons. My mother was very quiet, she was not the wealth of stories. However, my maternal grandmother and grandfather lived with us..... old country German. Many stories! My paternal grandmother lived with us, but I did not know her well...she passed when I was about 4.
Now it is your turn.... tell me about yourself, or whatever you are comfortable in telling.