Ever read the story of the Tower of Babel and not believe it to exist? Facts show otherwise. You can download my presentation of this Tower of Babel Presentation
Rev3 put on a good show at Knoxville Olympic Distance Triathlon May 9th (.9 mile swim, 25.8 mile ride, 6.2 mile run). I drove down Saturday and got there just before packet pickup and the transition area closed. Having visited the Worlds Fair way back when I immediately recognized the park downtown, very nice place. Liked having all the personalization like your name on your race number and your transition spot. Race morning I stayed in the room till the last minute so as to not be cold hanging around for the start. Got my stuff set, put on the wetsuit and still had to wait a long time for the last wave to go. The swim was 400 meters or so back into the current in the Tennessee River, take a right turn around a large buoy then a straight shot to the dock at the end. All went smooth till the end where I tried to pull myself out of the water without any steps. A volunteer grabbed my arm and pulled me straight up onto the dock. It was like the hand of God reaching down. Needless...
Arrived at a rather desolate version of this well known eating establishment while traveling back to Indiana. The place was rather empty for a Saturday night. Most of the employees sitting on the back step were hanging out. Might have been Uncle Fester’s kin. An episode of Courage the cowardly dog could have been filmed here. Why yes something creepy was afoot. Once inside and walking up to the “greeting station” was a family that looked like have been waiting till their tongues were hanging impatiently staring for someone to let them in. We joined in behind like the unsuspecting fools we were. Then, appearing out of nowhere was a man the likes of Lurch from the Addams Family, yet a 90 year old version with one foot on deaths door. No words were spoken, not even “you rang”. I’ve seen more welcoming faces on a bottle of arsenic. Slowly he guided us to a table like this was our last meal. Our waitress soon arrived handing...
If you know me, I would think you would consider me an affable character. However, did you know I spent days in Juvenal Detention? As Paul Harvey would say, here is the rest of the story. Have a particularly good friend Nick whom I’ve known for decades. From riding local mountain bike trails to mission trips in far off, and crazy places. We have seen and experienced a lot together. Now days Nick works as a carpenter extraordinaire, and has a contract with a local interior design company. He installs high-end closets and pantries for mostly new home construction in particularly nice homes. These installs are constructed of large and heavy puzzle pieces, and that’s where I enter the story. I help him as a part-time assistant installer. This past week instead of working on new homes, we have been installing closets and a pantry in the local juvenal detention center. We have been working up close and personal ne...
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