Is it just me, are is there something missing or even wrong about all this global warming bs. I have heard it now for a few years, as I put on more clothing for winter, stay in the house more during the winter months, wait all winter long for nice days to get out and prepare the garden spot or flower beds, watch the weather reports as my friends and kin up north dig out from all the snow storms, watch news reports of  cars slipping and sliding all over Atlanta, I say Atlanta, listen to the freeze warning in Florida, I say in Florida, hear talk about a Artic Vortex (which I have never heard of before), and I could probably think up some more, but I am sure you get my point…Tell me again about the global warming…Does it just do a selective placement of warming,  say the middle east or some other far away place…..I don’t think it is Albuquerque, NM and maybe not Atlanta, GA and I don’t think Birmingham, Al…But those of you who know, please share it with us here…ok?…Thanks

If you will note in the featured posts, I now have 18 chapters of Zachary Williams posted. I have a few more chapters to go then the entire book will be on here. Thanks for reading it. I have stopped on Follow the Sun, looking for a new brain storm to come along, however, I have been told to just go ahead and write, but I probably do to much of that….I’m lazy, lazy, I reckon, but we will see if something spurs me soon. Keep coming back, ok?

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A friend sent this to me yesterday and while I had heard it years ago it is even more relevant today. Take a few minutes to listen to this forward looking prophecy ….

 

John Middleton Hester

John Middleton was born in Pickens County, Alabama about 2 miles south of Coalfire. He was a blacksmith and farmer like his father before him. He enlisted in Company D of the 41st Alabama Infantry Regiment at Pickensville, Alabama on the 27 March 1862 by H. Talbird. He did his school of the soldier in Tuscaloosa near the University of Alabama.
After their school of the soldier the 41st was sent to Tennessee. On Oct. 10, 1862, John Middleton was chosen to be apart of the Color Guard of the Regiment, this was a very big honor, to be selected for the Color Guard a soldier had to show steadfastness and bravery in battle.
On 24 March 1863 he was appointed to the special services as a teamster, a few days later he was given the position of Division Wagoneer, by order of Gen. John C. Brickinridge.
He was sent to Vicksburg, Miss. with a supply wagon train. John Middleton was it Vicksburg during the 47 day siege. After Vicksburg fell he was paroled and sent to Demoplis, Alabama, and from there I think he went home to Coalfire.
Military records show him back with the 41st in January, as he got $88.00 back pay from May 1, 1863 to December 31, 1863.
I believe he is with the 41st as it goes to Virginia to be apart of the Army of Northern Virginia.
The next military records on him shows him on a roll of prisoner war in Columbus, Miss. In May of 1865. He is paroled there on May 19, 1865. Now how he got to Columbus I’m not sure, but I think he was sent back to Alabama or Mississippi to get supplies. Because the Army of Northern Virginia did have any food for soldiers or animals.
After the war he returned to his home in Coalfire, married Rebecca Wilkins and they had five children.
I am proud to say John Middleton Hester is my Great-great-grandfather. It is an honor to me to be apart of this Confederate soldiers family….Daniel E. Hall

Thanks to Danny Hall, my nephew who wrote the article….This is a reprint from “Rebel Yell”, Grizz’s Corner, published by Southern Press, Gordo, Al….Thanks to both for this story reprint…My great-grandfather…

Two grandsons and their dates spent some time at The AT&T Cowboy stadium on Oct 27th. You might recall that is the Monday night that The Redskins scalped the Cowboys. Like me, both of the grandsons are died in the wool Cowboy fans and them losing is bad, real bad, especially to the dad barn Redskins. But the dislike of the Redskins aside, both boys and their girlfriends had wonderful time. One of the grandson’s girl friends sister is a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader and I guess they got a grand tour. So they had all kind of fun, including both boys kicking several field goals from the twenty yard line. They made them or most of them anyway.. ….. Now that’s a way to spend a Monday night, win or lose, I am sure that was a fun time.

This past weekend we once again headed north into the tall mountains of  Northern New Mexico, getting up over 8000 feet to enjoy the changing color of the Aspens in the forest. And once again, we MISSED it…..Almost all the leaves were history, becoming mulch for the forest, bedding for the animals, cover for the ants and spiders and what ever else old worn out leaves do when leaving their tree homes. There were a few old hangers on in the lower elevations, where the cold spells had not been so bad, just waiting on the Hester’s to make it up that way, and they were yellow and pretty. And we appreciated that. All along the streams in the lower elevations, there were Cottonwood’s still changing and they were a beautiful yellow…..  Missing the Aspen was bad but still it was a very nice trip….. We went down through Fenton Lake State Park where bunches of fishermen, ladies and children were casting for some trout. It looked like they were having fun. Highway 126 from Cuba over to Highway 4 is mostly gravel, so we did not break any speed records. But at that slow speed it gives one a chance to appreciate the real beauty of that drive. Some of the prettiest timber a fellow could ever hope to see. My uncles and my dad (Alabama folks) would have loved to have had a saw mill up in that stand of timber, I’m sure. I thought of some of them on that trip. But you know what I was really disappointed about. There were signs all through there telling the drivers to watch out for deer and elk, and I never saw a one, not a single one. That’s terrible…Well, it was a good outing and we enjoyed our meal at Bruno’s in Cuba, so all was not lost….Maybe next year I can go and get some pictures….On another subject, I once thought that when I get a good camera “I am going to have all these pictures to share”…Now that I have a good camera, I can’t remember to bring it on my trips…..What does that tell you?….Ok, ok, just keep it to yourself….

After years of treating my fence with Thompson’s Water Seal, it appears now that I will have to go another direction. I used to use my weed sprayer, load up the Thompson’s and spray away. Now, it’s that Elmer’s glue look alike stuff that come out of the weed sprayer in little beads, about the size of bb shots. Some of it runs, most of it globs. The lady who answered the phone at Thompson’s said that the VOC, whoever the heck that is, would not let them continue with the old formula. I can get me a high volume spray gun and the new stuff will work fine, she says. Only thing, I don’t want to buy a high volume spray gun. I want to use my weed sprayer. You say, why not roll it on, Mr. Hester….and I say, there is a chain link fence guarding the wood fence that will not allow this old fat boy in between them to roll. And any step ladder high enough to do the job to reach over to roll it,  is also of major concern to the fat boy. Does anyone know of a product, similar to Thompson’s that will work in a weed sprayer? If so, please hit comments at the bottom of this post and let me know it’s name. I sure would appreciate it.

Well, congratulations to Miss St football team….Who would have thought it?…And Ole Miss no. 3 in the nation, both teams at 6 – 0 and playing in the SEC. I said on facebook that I wondered about the conditions down in hell, that maybe it had not frozen over, but I was sure it had frosted…..Strange year…and you know what, it is kind of refreshing…What else can happen?

My book publisher gave me the rights back to my book, The Saga of Zachary Williams, well, kind of saying it was just “sorry and no good”….nah, he didn’t say it that way but that is how it kind of came out. Anyway, I’m going to put it on my web site for you to read for free and I will let you decide. Anyway, I never made any money on it, so, hopefully, I can make a few friends…Let me know what you think. I will continue to add a chapter or two at a time until the entire book is on the site:

The Saga of Zachary Williams, The Sabine Kid by E. V. Pete Hester

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter One

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Two

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Three

The Saga of Zachary Willliams, Chapter Four

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Five

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Six

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Seven

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Eight

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Nine

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Ten

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Eleven

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Twelve

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Thirteen

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Fourteen

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chaper Fifteen

The Saga of Zachary Williams Chapter Sixteen

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Seventeen

The Saga of Zachary Williams Chapter Eighteen

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Nineteen

The Saga of Zachary Williams, Chapter Twenty

The End of Zachary Williams Saga

The USAF promised to take care of the fuel in our drinking water aquifer, once, twice, three times….I don’t know for sure how many times they have promised to start the clean up. I’m hearing the jet fuel is less than a mile from one of the Albuquerque drinking water wells….Now, it is for sure, they say, that the clean up will get started in 2015…..We can put men on the moon, let men live in a space station for months, resupplying them on a routine basis, harness the atom, build nuclear submarines and aircraft carriers, build and fly pilotless aircraft that deliver bombs to targets miles away, cameras that can spy on its citizens from 17 miles up, and I don’t know what all else….but we cannot clean up underground water….our drinking water….they cannot, I repeat they, that is the cotton picking United States Air Force, cannot clean up a fuel spill under Kirtland Air Force Base. Maybe up to 24 million gallons of jet fuel, just running around underground, free  for the taking, refined and ready to go, certified and made to Air Force specs, just laying there waiting to be injected into some high flying jet, well, or maybe some child’s belly…which ever comes first….Does the Air Force care?….I don’t reckon….Finish this tour of duty and move on, huh? That seems to be the feeling. Oh, where is Obama playing golf today? Or better, where is the base commander playing?… Pres, if you are coming to Albuquerque in the future, you might want to bring bottled water……Or crack the whip….