10 Things I’ve Learned from Three Failed Marriages, Part 3: Saying I Love You

I Love You Hearts

Saying I Love You

Perhaps the modern-day woman is different than in days past, but I think that most wives never tire of being told, “I love you,” as long as it’s being said with feeling and sincerity. Combine that with an equally sincere hug is even better.

At least once a day. Minimum.

Sincerity goes a long way with women. A casual peck on the cheek and a “Love you” as you go out the door doesn’t hold a lot of weight with most women, I would think. Perhaps some, particularly men, might say, “Well, it’s better than nothing.”

Not necessarily so.


Good Music Never Dies—It Doesn’t Even Grow Old

Photo courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

Last night I listened to an old CD. Well, the CD wasn’t so old, but the music was. Yet, even though the music was old—45 years old!—it was as refreshing and exciting as it was the first time I heard it.

The music was and is “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” by the then hottest band in the world, The Beatles. But you knew that.

When the album was first released I was serving my country in the United States Air Force, stationed at Travis Air Force Base, California, the jumping off place for those who were fated to be shipped to Viet Nam.

Fortunately, before my unit got sent to Nam, I cross-trained into another unit—the 7th Air Force Headquarters. They weren’t going anywhere!

In My Case, Lucid Dreams Aren’t All What They’re Cracked up to Be

View of episode 53 vent active on south flank of Pu`u `O`o, Kilauea, Hawaii. Photograph by C. Heliker on February 21, 1993. Courtesy of USGS

I’ve long had an interest in dreaming, and in particular, lucid dreams. For those of you who might not be familiar with the concept of lucid dreaming, I offer the following definition from the Lucid Dreaming / How to Lucid Dream website:

Lucid dreaming is the ability to become aware that you are awake whilst you are still within your dream.

Basically, what this means is: Say you’re in the midst of walking down the street in the midst of a typical dream., if there is such a thing. All of a sudden you realize that you’re actually dreaming. This may be due to something seeming out of place, such as a bear walking down the middle of the street on its hind legs. Or, as in my case, you just have the inspired thought out of the blue, “Hey, I’m dreaming.”

Peril Atop Mount Timpanogas: An Adventure to Last a Lifetime

Mount Timpanogas viewed from the east. Photo courtesy of Wikimedia Commons (All my photos were destroyed by water)

Five o’clock came early on that fateful morning of November 22, 1976.

Misty puffs of air from my breath fogged everything around me as I peered through the small opening in my uncomfortable sleeping bag. Well, the bag wasn’t so much uncomfortable as the ground beneath.

You see, during the night, a herd of small, hard stones had conspired to gather together underneath me. You recall the story of the Princess and the Pea? Well, it was like that, only I didn’t have twenty mattresses and twenty feather beds under me, just twenty jagged-edged stones.

I was lying half-way up the 11,700-foot plus Mount Timpanogas, about an hour’s drive south of Salt Lake City, Utah, along with a group of young college students from my church. I was the oldest college student of the group, being past the normal college age.

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