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And Jesus continued, saying: “O doctors, O scribes, O Pharisees, O priests, tell me. You desire horses like knights, but you desire not to go forth to war: you desire fair clothing like women, but you desire not to spin and nurture children; you desire the fruits of the field, and you desire not to cultivate the Earth; you desire the fishes of the sea, but you desire not to go a Die On Your Feet Shirt; you desire honour as citizens, but you desire not the burden of the republic; and you desire tithes and first fruits as priests, but you desire not to serve God in truth. What then shall God do with you, seeing you desire here every good without any evil? Truly I say to you that God will give you a place where you will have every evil without any good.” And when Jesus had said this, there was brought to him a demoniac who could not speak nor see, and was deprived of hearing. Whereupon Jesus, seeing their faith, raised his eyes to heaven and said: “Lord God of our fathers, have mercy on this sick man and give him health, in order that this people may know that you have sent me.” And having said this Jesus commanded the spirit to depart, saying: “In the power of the name of God our Lord, depart, evil one, from the man. The spirit departed and the dumb man spoke, and saw with his eyes. Whereupon every one was filled with fear, but the scribes said: “In the power of Beelzebub, prince of the demons, he casts out the demons.

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We waited a few days for the mud to dry some more. That week I started getting complaints from my neighbors across the street. They didn’t appreciate the fact that their million dollar houses were looking at what appeared to be a growing junk yard. Can’t blame them. But they were getting nasty with me. The the next weekend Paul and went out there and hand dug a trench in the mud, under the truck, so that he could back the big truck back out to the road. It took all weekend, because the front axle and tires were also buried. We had to bury planks of wood for the tires to ride on. Finally on Monday he was able to rock it out of there and back to the road. Another week of good weather hardened the mud so that the tow truck guy could haul the other two vehicles out. I finally met the original truck’s owner. He sheepishly came back a few days later. Turns out he had gone to a wedding reception down the street from Die On Your Feet Shirt, and when he was going home he spotted the boat. He claims he loves boats and just wanted to check it out. So he drove across the meadow at night and managed to make it all the way to the boat before he sank. He also claimed he was drunk at the time which is why he didn’t alert anyone.

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My dad was the one who made the Xmas season awesome for me. From the day after Thanksgiving to the day we finally took down the tree in January, he made everything feel special. He’s the one who made the turkey soup, he’s the one who always made sure I got the bigger piece of the wishbone, he made sure we kept the tradition of going up to the Santa Cruz Mountains to cut down a fresh Xmas tree every year. He put the lights on the tree, he built the fire every evening, he was the one to make sure that carols were playing on the record player every evening. So as an adult, I don’t have any hard feelings for his decision to tell me about Santa. My daddy had a jolly belly, his cheeks got rosy when he’d had a few drinks, and though he didn’t “Ho Ho Ho” necessarily, he did have a great chuckle. I think in my young mind, I just dropped the beard and red suit and transformed the image into my dad. The reason why he told me Santa wasn’t “real” is the best part of the story. You see, I found a magazine one day with a picture of a lady in a red velvet coat with white furry trim, a Santa hat, a black leather belt and thigh high stiletto boots. But you could see her…umm…you know…her (shh…boobies). I looked inside at the pull out photo and you could see a lot more than just that! I thought it was funny that she liked kittens but that she was called a “bunny” for some reason. There were some funny cartoons and lots of articles in the [[Die On Your Feet Shirt]]. I just didn’t understand why all the women were, you know.

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My dad was the one who made the Xmas season awesome for me. From the day after Thanksgiving to the day we finally took down the tree in January, he made everything feel special. He’s the one who made the turkey soup, he’s the one who always made sure I got the bigger piece of the wishbone, he made sure we kept the tradition of going up to the Santa Cruz Mountains to cut down a fresh Xmas tree every year. He put the lights on the tree, he built the fire every evening, he was the one to make sure that carols were playing on the record player every evening. So as an adult, I don’t have any hard feelings for his decision to tell me about Santa. My daddy had a jolly belly, his cheeks got rosy when he’d had a few drinks, and though he didn’t “Ho Ho Ho” necessarily, he did have a great chuckle. I think in my young mind, I just dropped the beard and red suit and transformed the image into my dad. The reason why he told me Santa wasn’t “real” is the best part of the story. You see, I found a magazine one day with a picture of a lady in a red velvet coat with white furry trim, a Santa hat, a black leather belt and thigh high stiletto boots. But you could see her…umm…you know…her (shh…boobies). I looked inside at the pull out photo and you could see a lot more than just that! I thought it was funny that she liked kittens but that she was called a “bunny” for some reason. There were some funny cartoons and lots of articles in the Die On Your Feet Shirt. I just didn’t understand why all the women were, you know.

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Christmas was always a special and magical time at our house. In November, Dad would hire men to put lights all over the huge pine trees we had in the front yard and on the house. It looked beautiful at night. Like a wonderland. Our fridge would suddenly have glazed cherries currants and all sorts of good stuff for baking. Mom loved to bake. When my older sisters and I were younger, we got very excited when Dad brought the tree home. He would always go to a farm a friend of his owned and they would cut down a huge tree and bring it home. We had ten foot ceilings in our home and the tree would always be about eight or nine feet tall and nice and bushy. Later, when we were older, Dad would take my older twin sisters Lori and Tracy and I to the title and we would trek into the woods just like on Christmas Vacation and hunt for our tree. Dad didn’t forget the axe though. After we found the perfect tree, we would cut it down and Dad’s friend would help us get it in the truck. We would then have a bonfire and roast wieners for hot dogs. We did this every year into our high teens.