I have posted before about my dog Falco. Well he hates cameras and in this video he really goes on the attack.
Cj spotted this spider spinning it's web and suggested I shoot it, and I shot it with my Canon. First time for night time shots, tried several settings, don't recall where I was what I shot which photo. But this spider was very busy.
With the events in Pennsylvania involving the Catholic Church I wanted to post my experience from attending St Anthony’s Catholic Church School for Boys in Okmulgee Oklahoma in 1974 when I was 7 years old. I am posting the account as it is written from my personal life memories and the account from my published novel “David’s mark”.
Prior to this I had never attended the Catholic Church and did not understand the religion and did not know the difference between the priest and his underlings, I did notice they all wore gowns. From my 7 year old mind all the male leaders of the church wore gown’s so I did not know who was the priest and who were the underlings. What I have posted here is all I will post about it. I will NOT post the details of what happened and I do remember, it is just not needed to go into graphic detail. If you are a person that must know details you may want to seek personal help. The fact that the news has been saturated with news of the Catholic Church has been depressing and has caused nightmares to resurface. I have also started to have flash memories return of my time at St. Anthony's. I mentioned that I contacted a lawyer and I can't get ANY justice, ANY form of anything. To be blunt I feel the priest there got a freebie from a 7 year old boy.
From My Novel "David's mark"
I asked my mom before she died where she got the idea and
she refused to tell me details about any part of that August through early October nineteen seventy four. I told her the things I did remember and she told me that it’s best that I didn’t try to remember the rest. The only detail my mom willingly filled in was that it was dad who forced her to remove me from the school, and he never explained why. Since my mom was seeing Mike at the time I’m going to conjecture that Mike was the catalyst behind the entire idea. My mom and Mike’s brilliant idea was to enroll me in a Catholic school for boys. It turned out to be a very very bad idea. I was taken to St. Anthony's Catholic School for Boys, which
was only a few blocks away from our house, and enrolled. I had not been in a church in over a year and the last one I was in was tiny, this church was massive. The school sat at the bottom of a hill and I had to walk up a set of steps to get to the church. To enter the sanctuary I had to walk down a long arched outside hallway. The door to the sanctuary was wooden, huge, heavy and dark. There was a sidewalk that went to the left of the sanctuary doors that led to the parish door, which was also made of wood, huge, heavy and dark. It was not until my early forties that the nightmares of St. Anthony's finely stopped. In the nightmares I was always floating just above the ground
in the arched hallway, when I reached the massive doors they opened up to allow me in and I was sucked away into darkness. I always woke up at this point, soaked with sweat and sometimes I think I had wet myself as well. I would get up, clean myself up, put on clean underwear and lay a towel on the bed under me, always trying not to wake up my wife. Sometimes she did wake up because she felt the wetness.
School there was harsh; nuns in a boy’s Catholic school really
were mean. I did get the ruler smacked across my palm and knuckles many times. The corner was a main stay for me and the other boys had no mercy on me. I don’t remember asking for any of what they did to me, nevertheless I was the object of their bullying. I also had to go to the sanctuary every day for choir practice. All the boys had to sing in the choir, there was no getting out of it. Inside the church I remember it being dark, and mostly wood, and the feeling I got inside that church was cold and distant. But I loved to sing choir music. I remember being taken to the parish a lot, but once I went through the door all goes to darkness. At times I’ve had dreams about going through the door and being met by the priest and taken away, and I wake up cold, shivering and covered with sweat. No matter what I asked my mom about St. Anthony's she told
me that some things are better never spoken of. I used to beg her to tell me and she always refused. In the end she never told me what happened to me while I attended the Catholic school for boys. I called St. Anthony's when I turned forty and asked about the
school records from the nineteen seventies, the nun asked me my name and then put me on hold. When she came back on the phone
her explanation was difficult to believe. “Mr. Smith?” She started off. “I’m still here.” “All the records from nineteen seventy four were destroyed
while they were being transported to the Diocese in Walnut.” “Excuse me?” “The records from the year you were here were destroyed in
transport to Walnut years ago.” She explained again. “I understood what you just said, but I never gave you the
year I attended, I only gave you my name. So just from me giving you my name you were able to know what year I was there and that those records were destroyed? If those records were destroyed, how did you know what year I was there from just me giving you my name?” I reasoned out for her. Click, she hung up the phone on me.
From My Personal Memory Book
My Memories & Interviews with Mom & Secretary of St. Anthony's Catholic Church in Okmulgee:
Mike was a Catholic and attended church at St. Anthony’s Catholic Church, it was a few blocks away. St. Anthony’s was a huge church and complex, it included a boy’s school. Mike attended school there and convinced mom to enroll me. Mom did not seek Doc’s approval. For decades I suffered the most terrible nightmares from my time at St. Anthony’s, unbearable dreams. The nuns were very abusive, and there are some photos of me from this time with broken fingers, I know some were broken after 1974, but during 1974 the Catholic boy’s school is the only place I could have gotten them broken. The nuns would often crack my knuckles with a ruler and the other boy’s would beat me bloody. Everyday all us boy’s lined up in the outdoors hallway and were marched up the steep hill to the church. The outside had huge archways and we marched in a line under them to the huge wooden door. Inside the sanctuary we were marched to the choir area where we were lined up and then had to sing.
After practice I was escorted through several sets of doors and down some stairs, to a room with a small bed where I was sexually abused. By the priest or an assistant I can’t say. He did wear a robe, but I can’t see his face in my memories. I believe some of the other boys were likewise abused.
In 2005 I called the church and was told all the records from the 1970’s were intentionally destroyed. The person I spoke with was able to find my name and the year I attended school, but stated the detailed records were destroyed.
I did attempt to sue the church but Oklahoma has a 2 year limitation after age 18. I could go into a more detailed account of the abuse while I attended the boy’s school, but I deeply fear those memories.
Interview with Mom:
Mom told me she told Doc that I was attending the Catholic school for boys and he exploded in anger and ordered her to pull me out. She told me that Doc went there to pick me up and took off with me. I asked her where he took me and she said she did not know.
If her memory is correct Doc simply picked me up after school and took me to Grandma Watts’ house. He had come up to visit for my 7th birthday and while here I spent my entire time at Grandma’s. So to better understand I think he picked me up at the end of a school day, took me to Grandma’s and told mom not to allow me to return next year.
As I mentioned I now have a Canon Rebel DSLR and I got it yesterday and took it outside right away. Here is a sample of my first attempts.
Years ago I took 2 years of professional photography training and worked on a major motion picture with a small walk-on roll. That of course is the basis for my interest in photo/video art. Now It has been many years since I have used a professional camera, but recently I started up again and I will be posting some of my photos here, not to brag, but to share.
I have noticed a few changes, terms has changed. “Rules of Thirds” is not longer used, instead they now “explain” in detail what framing and subject off center is. Why not teach “Rules of Thirds” and continue to teach the principal. I recently spoke with a young wedding photographer and to my surprise he had no idea what “Rules of Thirds” was. I also read the manual for my camera and was stunned by the fact that very childish terms are now used for the big photo words of the 1980's. Sure ISO, F-Stop, etc is still in the picture (ha) but so many principal concepts are gone. In one case I said “frame them between ‘this and that’” and in the photo there is a real picture frame coming out of the subjects head. Another feature being defaulted with today’s cameras and being taught it “mass snap”. Back in the days of roll film you had 12-24 frames to get the shot, so that met doing it right the first time. Cameras today are defaulted to take as many as 4 images with a single click, and iin some cases 3 that are combined into one. One manual I read instructed the photographer “set the camera to Automatic and take several show of the subject” it then instructed them to choose the best one and photo edit it. You realize of course ones who practice that is NOT a photographer. I have also learned that many “professional wedding photographers” do not know how to pose their subject. Well anyway it’s just the way the world of photography is today, anyone can buy a camera, set it to take photos and call themselves a “wedding photographer”. I will not make such a claim, I have never used one of these modern DSLR cameras and this is my first encounter with them so it is all a learning experience.
Forbes has a weekly column called “Microsoft Monday” I like to think of it as “Manic Monday” you simply have no idea what Microsoft intends to drop on you regarding their WMD. (Windows Managed Desktop)
So in a new leak Microsoft is rumored to plan on releasing a “major” update regarding WMD somewhere around March-May of 2019, nearly 6-8 months ahead of earlier rumors. At this point I suggest that anyone who will leave Microsoft and Windows 10 when they start charging the monthly fee to start making arrangements.
I have had many conversations with my family and several of my friends on a course of action. I will present the 3 points we discussed.
1) I Installing Android or Linux on a Dell Venue. Although you will find those who have managed to get the OS installed it was not without challenges and in the end failure. In a partnership with Microsoft OEM computer companies are producing devices that will only run Windows and rumor has it that when Microsoft releases WMD all OEM hardware will be proprietary to Windows only.
2) Apply devices. I have to admit I was anti-Apple most of...well all of their existence. Why, because their OS was proprietary to their hardware and they charged too much for their devices, now that Microsoft is moving to that same format my reason for dislike is spread even. Due to years of disdain of Apple I have never learned anything about them. I mean I do not know what is even current in their tablet market or laptops. I do not have any working knowledge of Apple at all. So for me and my family we will have to pass Apple by.
3) Android + Windows 7 or Linux. Well this 3rd option may end up the most popular. For home use we will use Windows 7 computers set to NOT check for updates and never check for updates. This also means practicing “Safe Browsing”. It’s something everyone should do anyway but there is added reason to do so after January 2020 since Microsoft does not intend to update Windows 7 and this includes Defender. So avoid the following sites, gambling, online gaming, coupon discount sites, some free software sites, all sites with .ru at the end, to good to be true sites, porn sites, free stuff sites, etc. If you use Google Chrome or Firefox you can install addons that alert you to dangerous sites. For tablet use we will be returning to Android. I have been doing research (we used Android before Windows 10 was released) and have found the Samsung Galaxy Tab A 10.1" to be what we will return to. My family intends to get the one with the S-Pen. (Samsung if you read this you can send me 3 to review)
Microsoft could not financially survive too long with giving Windows 10 away and this was not without talk in the days that Microsoft was giving it away, but it still is frustrating and disappointing. I enjoy my Windows 10 tablet and with the continued rumors of the impending released of WMD my family and I may make the move sooner then expected.
The cop who thought he could fly.
Recently in the town of Livingston.....back story needed.
Most of the patrol officers in Livingston are very young men. Few have been to the academy, in fact you can serve for 2 years as a police officer before having to go to the academy. These who are hired off the street do not have to know what th 1st or 4th amendment is, or know it exist. They do not have to read the drivers manual or understand the word civil. They are hired, given a gun and told to go.
Another feature of the police in Livingston is the mayor will not give proper funding to the chief so he can afford to pay the offices a progressive wage. In nearly all cases once the new kids get some police training they move on to another better paying town. So Livingston police are under trained and under staffed and way under paid, and it shows.
So one of our younger officers was having trouble with his patrol car, in fact he had to stop a pursuit due to the issues he felt he had. One his next shift he reported it to his supervisor and his supervisor told him to test it and to hit pursuit speeds. Now this young officer has the night shift and trusted his supervisor so he obeyed his supervisor and took his car to the Livingston airport to hit pursuit speed on the runway.... during a cloud covered night. The runway is designed for AIRPLANES not cars, so there are no stop lights at car level at the end of the runway, and the end of the runway is not an open field but a cliff, over a sub-division.
The young officer obeying his more educated supervisor starts at the far end of the runway and takes off, hitting pursuit speeds, at that speed he will need about 1,000 feet to stop...stop...take off. Yes he did, he drove off the end of the runway at full pursuit speed, bounced off Airport Road and plunged 250 feet to the bottom.
He lived, he was kept over night for observation, but he walked away with only minor injuries.
Now the young officer was a very inexperienced young man, so he could not have seriously thought through what could have happened...but his supervisor...he should have known better.
But the accident speaks loudly of the issues between the mayor and the chief and the lack of funds and proper education for the officers. This officer nearly died and in truth if he had the blood would have been on the mayor’s hands.
DeWayne Watts: I started out writing short stories and poetry. Some of which was published in the 1980's. I have parts of 5 novels written and have completed 2 novels. I have been married over 25 years and raised 2 wonderful sons who have been a great addition to the human family.
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