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Family Pride and Amateur Radio

Byhenry September 14, 2009

I just got the news that my mother and older sister have passed their Amateur Extra examinations with flying colors. My sister received a 100% grade, making a clean sweep of the exams for her. This makes five extra class amateur radio operators in my immediate family: Dad – Ray Neufeld – KT4B – silent…

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Ice and Snow in Florida

Byhenry January 29, 2014

I’ve experienced much worse (or better, if you like snow!) elsewhere, but this is a first in terms of winter storms here in Florida. I’m working inside until at least this afternoon when people should be done sliding around. It’s nice to have most of my work right in the house and the rest in…

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Some Landscaping Work

Byhenry October 14, 2013

In these pictures I’m not doing the work. My landlord is. I’ve been working on some of this stuff as well, but today I was taking the pictures. Tom Hunt, my landlord, owns all the heavy equipment. I have to say that the work is fun. Right now we’re cleaning up the piles of limbs…

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Why I Believe in Courtesy

Byhenry February 27, 2016

(Image Credit: OpenClipart, qubodup) It seems that many people believe that in order to be firm in one’s convictions, one must be arrogant, loud, and generally rude. Rude and angry speech is praised as telling it like it is. Courtesy is often ridiculed with the incredibly overused term “political correctness.” I object to political correctness…

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Remembering Dr. Leona Glidden Running

Byhenry October 13, 2014

Dr. Leona Glidden Running, 1916 – 2014 (I’m not sure of copyright on a picture I’d like to use, so see it here.) When many people in theology and religion are asked about influences on their views, they’ll list major figures, such as Tillich or Barth. My tendency is to list people closer to home….

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Ten Years Ago

Byhenry September 22, 2014

September 22 is a difficult day for me and my family. Ten years ago, on September 22, our son/brother James went home. I cannot describe it as anything else. While it left us with a deep sense of loss, there was a certain triumph, and a definite peace about the way James left. I’ve been…