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  • On the Moraine Part IX

    On the farm, we were always experimenting, growing various items. I emulated my parents in this regard.  
  • You bet your life
    If you haven’t taken and understood an advanced course in probability and statistics, you can’t begin to understand how bad the odds are for the individual bettor. And the individual bettor is often the one who is the most desperate player.
  • On the Moraine Part VIII
    This tractor is what I learned to drive – in the third grade. This tractor was also responsible for my interest in mechanical things, ultimately leading to my mechanical engineering education at the University of Cincinnati.  
  • I am skeptical of the skeptics
    The naysayers have done an excellent job keeping us focused on the things that don’t matter so that they and their compatriots can continue to do real damage.
  • On the Moraine Part VII
    Another feature on the McNary Farm was the orchard. It sat behind the main house, backed up to the property line. It was in a corner of the permanent pasture, but had its own fence to protect it from our imaginary cattle (remember, we had no livestock).
  • Less government, please
    We need a national concurrence as to what are appropriate government-funded activities.
  • Are you in turmoil?
    The founding fathers saw the purpose of the federal government solely to defend the borders and promote free trade between the states. In the ensuing 250 years, it has become an unrecognizable monster.
  • On the Moraine, Part VI
    You haven’t lived until you have sat in front of a bushel basket of green beans and told to snap them.
  • The president is not an imperial monarch
    The founding fathers were cautious and fearful of setting up a government with anything like an imperial office as its head. They had had it with King George, and they were determined not to make that mistake deliberately. 
  • On the Moraine, Part V
    So now my family has a farm, on which my parents had a large mortgage. They bought these 164 acres for $15,000. Keep in mind this was 1957 when a foreman in a factory, like my dad, likely made about $5,000 a year.  
  • The blessed country
    In about 15 months, we are going to celebrate the 250th anniversary of the United States. I am having a little trouble wrapping my head around this, for I can remember celebrating the 200th anniversary like it was yesterday.
  • Some DOGE and other wishes
    It is difficult to find an exact number of federal workers fired by DOGE thus far. What with judges overturning executive branch decisions (how is that even possible?) and general confusion in the reporting, one can make the case for perhaps 200,000.  
  • On the Moraine, Part IV
    We stayed in the tenant house on McNary Road for several weekends, waiting for the renter in the “bigger house” to move out. I have no idea what those arrangements were, I was a little kid. They must have been satisfactory, for I never heard my parents discussing them.
  • Democrats, give us something to work with!
    This has likely been the lowest week in the Democrats’ performance since Jimmy Carter told us to put on our sweaters if we were cold. This party has sunk to not acting like teenagers but acting like fifth- or sixth-graders.
  • Dark and thorny is the desert
    I follow Tim Keller’s example of how to pray – ACTS: Adoration, Confession, Thanksgiving and Supplication. Supplication – that’s asking for stuff – takes the longest portion of this devotional time. You are likely on my supplication list (kept on my phone), for it is wide ranging in physical location and time.
  • On the Moraine, Part III
    I must admit, I don’t remember anything about buying the McNary Farm on McNary Road in Paint Township. I was in the first grade. I do, however, remember our first night staying there.
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