“Once Upon A Time”…..A Father’s Tale…

…There has been an eerie silent stillness here in the theater where is set the stage of my life.My bully pulpit rests quietly backstage collecting the wandering dusty thoughts from the corners of my sometimes befuddled mind.Yet all is well as this four act play of my life unfolds on the stage.The first and second acts,the springtime and summer,of my life’s play have passed on along and I am now here in the fall of my life coasting down the hill that will take me to the final act with the winter of my life.

…There is a quiet,gentle easygoing beauty here in the fall of my life.I enjoy my days and nights as they pass here in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains with my wonderful companion the Lovely Lady Leslie.Today is Father’s Day once again and it has set me to the pondering that my wandering heart,mind and soul enjoy and know so well.Indeed I am a FATHER on the short road to 60 years of time here on God’s good earth.I have time for reflection on the ways and why for’s on this wonderous thing we call life and today I shall attempt to put to the great white page what I have learned,lived and found on my road to the very proud and wealthy man I have become today as the blessing of fatherhood has become part of my very soul.

…Any man cane provide that living fluid that bears the seed of life but not all of those who do will accept the mantle of Fatherhood.A sometimes painful,frustrating and often thankless task that requires nothing less than everything a man can provide right down to his very soul and then perhaps a little more.Those of us who accept the challenge and relish the sacrifices and great rewards that are earned go on in our humble lives with the certain knowledge that we and we alone planted the seed of life and tended the garden in which it grew to become something and someone more that we had ever aspired to be.

…There were times in the darkest of nights when we had to find the strength to go on,to find a way over,under and right through seemingly impossible obstacles to carry the family on.We didn’t share those time as they belong to the Father alone as protector and leader of the family.Hours of hard work given selflessly over in the sure knowledge that it is what must be done no matter what it is we think we want a Father always puts the children first….ALWAYS…

…All sacrifices made were paid back with at least a ten fold return on the investment.The progress of our progeny as they grow.They come into our lives with an innocent joy to share that brings to the humble man a happiness that will someday become the rock of satisfaction he climbs upon as he reaches for the stars.I have found my stars in those children I have raised.They have taken all I could teach and each and every one has returned time and again to teach me.So for my Son’s and my Daughter,who has at times needed to be Mother and Father,I wish you all a Happy Father’s Day in return for those greetings you have bestowed on me this day.

…As I now try to finish this speech I stand behind my Bully Pulpit to give the infernal machine has become blurred by tears rolling from my eyes.I find now as I approach the winter of my life to be born again to a new spring as my soul moves along in this universe God has bestowed upon me that I take a near to arrogant pride in the children I as FATHER have humbly raised.Indeed I count myself among the wealthiest of men and in the good company of other Men who can look back and say….Yes,yes those are my Adults there with  Young Stars of their own to raise up to the heavens and teach to shine down upon this good earth…..


………I am and shall remain Thecatsman(PhD School Of Hard Knocks)…Ret………

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Happy Birthday America???

…Happy Birthday America,guess I’m a day late and a dollar short.I can’t help but reflect on the terrible losses this once great country is suffering in the twilight of it’s life.You must now be politicaly correct or be punished.Everyone’s 15 minutes of fame trumps common sense.If you don’t like the “new normal” that’s just to bad and don’t you dare complain.News is entertainment and entertainment is news.Jobs are gone,pay is down but that is the “new normal” and you MUST smile as you reach for the Vasiline jar.Those who feel they must SCREAM at how they are persecuted have become Professional Victims and all who disagree must remain SILENT…..SILENT I SAY…The folks who were once just average everyday people have become the target of those who consider themselves oppressed and the District Of Corruption falls right in line for the koolaide to support those who scream the loudest as they only seem to be concerned with holding on the the wealth that WE THE PEOPLE have blindly provided them.Let’s not forget the rise of the new socialism where those who have worked hard and struggled to carve out what used to be amoung the American Dreams MUST SUPPORT those who simply feel entitled to be supported and I’m not talking about helping those in need rather those who WANT to be. On and on I could go but I’m sad enough now.So here I sit at my keyboard wishing a Happy Birthday to and at the same time begining to mourn an old friend I grew up with called America….

……………Thecatsman PhD(school of hard knocks..Ret.)………………….

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The Daily Drivel


……………Dateline The Cats Castle East Tennessee USA…………..


…Today the Cats Castle narrowly avoided a cat-tastrophy thanks the the quick actions of Mini Orange aka Bubba Kitty.When a monsterous Houseflyus Annoyacus Pesticus threatened The castle he SPARANG into action exicuting multiple vertical leaps of TWO FEET and higher to wrest the demon from the air.Then at great risk and without regaurd for his own safety he brought the vanquished foe all the way to the office to be observed eating the deadly Houseflyus Annoyacus Pesticus so that all would know that they were saved.He was then demanding of his reward,a lengthy petting session,with repeated back scratchings and utterances of GOOD BOY.Then after providing a solid nip of satisfaction to Dad’s hand he humbly curled up for a well deserved Hero’s nap….

…………Thecatsman(PhD school of hard knocks..ret.)………………

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The Day That Night Dropped In

…Dogs of night gone silent sleep has run away sound of rooster calling inviting break of day.Lone set of wheels singing concrete’s song fades into the distance as dew settles on lawn.Train has stopped in its tracks the iron rail is still all that’s left in dark of night is bird call sometimes shrill.

…Gentle breeze stirs green leaves as spring has hit the land in dark of night there is no fright only silence come to hand.Body sore from doing of chore that helps to make a living cup to hand life is grand when taking what she’s giving.

…It is no mystery we have a history she and I a love affair without a care my mistress from on high.She folds herself around me sometimes with a chill it matters not be cold or hot the silent darkness thrills.I close my eyes now drawing sigh and open once again to see the darkness falling and listen as she’s calling my heart and soul to be made whole in darkness shall be free.

…From here to there I came without a care or shame and met this mistress mine.I came to play was swept away by lover for all time when in the darkness did begin this love affair without a care  the day that night dropped in…

……………..Thecatsman(PhD school of hard knocks…Ret.)…………….

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Of Sound Mind?


The final frontier

That great empty space

Between my ears

There is no time

There is no place

Just that great empty space

Between my ears

But there is no reason

For any fears

It’s a safe place

Between my ears

So come on by

And bring some beers

And we’ll have a toast

Then maybe a roast

We’ll make the most

Of that space

The final frontier

That great empty space

Between my ears……


……………..Thecatsman PhD(school of hard knocks)..Ret…………….

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To Cook The Bird And Get The Word

…Once upon a time I always wanted to write that line as I sit and wonder where did the Wordsmith wander.Did he find an invite in the deep dark night where did he come where will he go up on that mountain top in Thanksgiving snow.A cold wind there may blow to stir that new fallen snow as through the trees he has only self to please.Perhaps while away heart mind and soul will play as with their strife the folks go through life just trying to make a living.To hurry there and scurry where a dream is doomed to die they can not see that just to be is the only reason why.

…I’ve been to here and went to there in seeking what I sought only to learn and then to burn at the price of what I’d bought.The mind went one way the heart another and near to nothing my soul my brother in constant strife that crazy life became about the making not the living.To cook the bird and get the word then pile on the plate on to the game and others  fame oh what will be my fate but not to worry just to hurry must not get there late.

…Then a lucky turn a bridge to burn even then I did not know that to take me where I would not care which way the wind did blow.I learned to dance with some romance then dared to share and with great care found that life was for the living.So up upon the mountain top first to go and then to stop today the Wordsmith wanders while heart he soars and soul ignores the troubles of the world and mind sets sail with freedom now unfurled.

…To cook the bird and get the word then pile on the plate on to the game and others fame now I control my fate.


……………….Thecatsman PhD (School Of Hard Knocks)…..Ret……………

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Puzzels Pieces

…Between the mountain and the ridge comes the sun to act as bridge that brings the day in from the night once again to see the light.Twinkling stars through chilly night there to keep my soul from fright to become the guiding light that brings my day in from the night.It is then that star dust comes around to settle gently on the ground like a frost from chilly night that runs away when comes light.

…Before the sun and after moon comes the promise of the dawn still yet dark on frosty lawn.I like to sit in quiet there and grasp the chill right from the air then to climb the frosty stair that takes me up upon the ridge my soul to cross the magic bridge that takes me here but leaves me there to rest my soul without a care.Freedom rings as sun she brings refreshments for the soul puzzels pieces never ending answer from the sky descending once again to make me whole.

…………..Thecatsman PhD(school of hard knocks..Ret.)………………….

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