Tgis year marks the 35th anniversary of the merger of J I Case and International Harvester. I am just mad they pay more tribute to IH and not J I Case. Old Abe on the steering wheel is not enough. Id have like to have seen a tribute to the Golden Demonstrator and Black Knight Demonstrator Tractors.
Oh lonelienn the death of the mind. Oh loneliess the death of the heart. Oh lonlieness the aching for love. Oh loneliess the yearning of the touch. Oh loneliess the crying for a hug. Oh lonlieness the craving of a kiss. Oh lonlieness the corruption of the soul. What say these crazy times we are living in. What say the aching of the heart and mind. What say the wanting of a hand to hold. Feeling like a prisoner of the mind being warped by time. The isolation of the spirit causing great anguish. The lockdown of the mind leading to madness of the psyche. The disintegration of a face to gace conversation. Gone the reasurring feeling of a hug of someone you love. The sensation of the penetrating stare of the other is no more. Just cant wait to be free of this madness and chaos of this insane time.
The RMS Olympic in drydock for seasonal maintenance. This photo was taken in the Harland and Wolfe Drydock in Belfast Northern Ireland. She was built between 1907 to 1911. Same dimensions as her sister ship Titanic. 882 feet 9 inches in length. 96 feet 6 inches in with. 1o4 feet from the Keel to the top of her funnels. Her career lasted from 1911 to 1935. Served as a troop ship during World War One transporting Canadian and American Troops. Rammed and sank a U Boat. Sadly she was dold to scrap in 1935 because of the Great Depression. She would have made a fine museum ship and if she were still around today she still would have been marveled at and we could have basically had a near carbon copy of Titanic still around.
In times like this I feel lonlier than ever. I have nobody to hold in my arms to help me feel safe. I have no-one to hug and to feel loved by another person besides a family member. I wish I had someone beside,me right now to gaze in her eues and wonder what ever she is thinking. My heart is longing for someone to share it with. My soul is yearning for a loving connection with another. My spirit is pining for a person to walk the afterlife and beyomd with.
A brand of Hot Dogs with my Family Heritage. I am a descendant of The Hatfeild and McCoy Family Feud. My dads Paternal Grandmother was a Hatfeild at birth and I am proud to be a descendant of American History but Alas that also means that I am tge descendant of Confederate Soldiers in the American Civil War which is my cross to bear. I never let that get me down. Like my Hatfeild Ancestors I roll with the punches that life throws at me.
The back of one of my favorite shirts. This shirt is 10 years old and still very cool. My brother gave tgis shirt to me in the middle of my high school years. I love the way the fabric feels on my skin. I have lost thus shirt for 2 years and found it yeasterday. Ahh 2010 such a great year.