In summary, I would wish to make the point clear that what I seek is not merely a job, not simply a means of bringing in a paycheck. A substantial part of the reason for having remained this long in ministry based employment is due to a strong desire to actually make a difference, to make the time spent earning a living also count for something bigger than self. Having spent a number of those younger years caring for the grandparents who predominantly reared myself, those grandparents instilled the teaching that the greatest impact one can have in this world is to be a source of some form of inspiration to others in some way, as often as possible. That can be done in some pretty simple ways. One really just has to be mindful to catch the opportunities when manifested. It is this individual's belief that all are charged while in this world with passing along the positive while minimizing the negative for others as best we can. Today's adults are to be defenders of these young people being raised and educated in what I think most of us would have to agree are some strange times. The best that one can do is to ask for the strength and the determination to be that person, wherever one is blessed enough to be placed in that job.
Kept work areas clean, organized, and safe to promote efficiency and farm safety.
Beginning when I stumbled, literally, over an old headstone in a rural cemetery in Rockcastle County, KY, a stone that it turns out belonged to a sister of my great-grandmother, I began researching my family history on both sides. I have traced my Dad's maternal grandmother's family back to the 1770s in South Carolina and my Mom's maternal grandmother's family back to 1833 in south west Georgia. In genealogical research, every answer found usually produces at least three more paths to chase down.
I read predominantly books about automotive history, the era of the ocean liner, and World War II history.