Category: Stories

  • Gnarly Old Tree Holds Secrets

    Gnarly Tree Dan Valley Dot Com 1Today was a very nice fall day…One of those days where a long sleeve shirt was very comfortable with out the need of a jacket.

    I decided to walk for about an hour in the woods. There is something about spending time in the woods that is so relaxing for me. Maybe there is something in my “genes”.

    My family has lived in these woods for over 200 years.

    I found this gnarly old tree while walking. As many times as I have walked through these woods, I do not remember seeing this old tree before. It seemed so out of place but at the same time seemed to be in control. .

    Gnarly Tree Dam Valley Dot Com2 The base tree is ancient and worn out. There are big holes in the tree where it has rotted and hollowed out….but at the same time there is new growth coming from the base root area.

    Actually new growth has sprung from this old tree on two separate occasions. To the right is an outgrowth of about 8 inches in diameter…..Then around the base is a few outgrowths of about 2 inches diameter. That makes for three generations of life.

    This old tree does not give up. This old tree has lived on my land for who knows how long. It is a mystery to me that I do not remember seeing it before. Maybe this gnarly old tree holds secrets.

    The tree is dying and at the same time is trying to replenish life in the woods. Maybe this old tree is my map of life.

  • Scammed by Food Prices

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    Food Prices

     

    Scammed By Food Prices

     

    There is an article in the New York Times about how the American public is being scammed again. This time it has to do with food prices. I am not permitted to print the article for you therefore if you want to read it you can do so by clicking here to read

    What the article is telling us is that food prices are being increased in a sly fashion. You may have already noticed that packages of food are getting smaller while the price remains the same or in some cases increases. This is similar to the old shell game in the carnivals.

    They are telling us the the American public is too dumb or complacent to react. It is the same game that our politicians play. Give it a new coat of paint and the public will never know. They are telling us that the American people are too dumb to understand or too complacent to react.

    There are ways to compensate. Purchase by unit price, not by brand. Join with family or neighbors and buy large containers from warehouse and then split as needed. Grow some of your own vegetables.

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  • My Visit With Glen Wood

    Glen WoodThe Wood Chopper I traveled to Stuart, Va, on March 1, 2012. Stuart is famous for being the home of the Wood Brothers Race Team. These guys are icons in the sport of auto racing. They are so well known that frequently folks with little interest in auto racing recognize the name.

    Stuart is a small town in south central Virginia at the base of the Appalachian Mountains. Tourists travel through here on the way to the Blue Ridge Parkway or to Mabry Mill. Another famous citizen of Stuart was JEB Stuart, the well know calvary general of the Civil War. JEB was born about 4 miles southwest of the town and was honored by the town being named after him.

    My trip to Stuart was to see the 2011 Daytona 500 winning car. The car was from the Wood Brothers racing stable and was on display in their museum. This was a once in a life time opportunity to see history in real life…….

    Here I am in Stuart, Virginia, at the Wood Brothers Museum. I expected to see a few tourist and some nice people explaining the museum displays. ….. But I was pleasantly surprised……. The first person that I saw was the icon himself… Glen Wood…. I couldn’t believe my eyes. After I recovered from my momentary shock, I dropped into my tourist mode and walked up to Mr. Wood, who was actually sitting in a rocking chair. Feeling like a nervous tourist, I reached for his hand and said

    “I have always wanted to meet you. Could I shake your hand?”

    …..He smiled and said

    “I would be glad to”.

    He did….I did…..Like an embarrassed teenager, I immediately walked away from him……I was intimidated by being in the presence of this man and needed to regain my composure. You must understand that this man, although he is only 15 years older than me, has been my idol since I was 12 years old.

    I wandered through the museum, looking at race cars and fabulous pictures of historic happenings and of famous people in the racing world. Several other members of the Wood family were present. They mingled with the tourist, answered questions and posed for photos. The Wood family made everyone feel at ease, including me.

    Glen Wood - Buck Woods - Delano Wood

    This picture is Glen Wood [Left}, Buck Woods [Middle] and Delano Wood [Right]

    Not all NASCAR racers were moon shiners. Glenn Wood actually worked as a logger. The story goes that by the time he was age 21 that he owned a saw mill. From this work history Glen was tagged with the nick name “The Wood Chopper”. After a while, I spotted Glen sitting at a picnic table in the race shop break room. He was alone and looked tired. I sat down beside of him and asked if he was worn out by all of the happenings today. His answer was “Yes, I am a little tired. It creeps up on me quicker than it used to”. He went on to tell me that he really enjoys the people visiting.

    Mr. Wood is a walking encyclopedia of racing history. He knew everybody and then some. He could recite minute details of happenings of 50 years ago like it was yesterday. You could see a sparkle in his eyes when he was telling stories about David Pearson, Dale Inman, Richard Petty and many others. Glenn Wood knew them all and they all knew him and held him in the highest regard. It is quite satisfying to me that our conversation was not just about racing. We also talked about living and growing up in the Dan Valley area. We talked about life….

    Yes….My early years were spent about 15 miles down the road in a place called Sandy Ridge, so we had some of the same memories about growing up in an area that time had almost forgotten.

    We shared and remembered…….. It was an an extremely good day for me…….
    Why didn’t I meet this man earlier in my life?? …….. I have no excuse.

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  • Early Voting Day

    Early voting day Durham

    My gorgeous wife and I decided to take advantage of our right to vote and do the deed today. Today was a designated early voting day. Actually today was the last day for the early voting in our town of Durham, NC. Voting was scheduled to close at 1:PM. It was about noon when we arrived. I estimated that there was in excess of 200 people in line at the time, which is the most that I can ever remember seeing in line for an election.

    It was and hour and a half later that we emerged from the voting area and the line was as long as when we originally started. We found out that the Board of Elections had extended the voting time for an additional two hours because of the heavy turn out of voters.

    While waiting in line, I decided to do a little unofficial statistical analysis of the voters.
    You must understand that Durham is part of a metropolitan of over one and a halve million people and the City of Durham proper has a population of 300,000. The racial make up of Durham is equally divided between Anglo-American, African-American and Latino-American with a few other “Americans thrown in for good measure. In other words, we are a melting pot of Americans who were able to stand in the line together for an hour and a half without fighting. Actually most were actually conversing with each other in a friendly manner.

    Now for my observations of today’s crowd. These are my unscientific observations and the results are totally my responsibility. I thought that the crowd was very interesting.

    Surprisingly, at least to me, the crowd seemed to be about 60% of age 30 and below. Also blacks were absent. There seemed to be about 15% African-American present. This part, I was really surprised at if for no other reason than the racial mix of our town. Of the under 30 group, maybe half were of Latino descent with a smaller percent of Anglo and an ever smaller percent of African-Americans. The older folks were primarily of the Anglo-American group, a smaller percentage of African-American and very few Latino.

    Another amazing thing is that…

    This large group of folks actually talk to each other but did not discuss politics or religion.

    Maybe there is hope for us all. As I said, this is just my observation of an early voting day with a group of Americans.