Montmartre y el Sacre-cour by hellboys_senior
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GREAT PHOTO....You captured the essence of Paris in this one. Amazing rooftops and distant Sacre-Cour, a marvelous fete.
Many photographers would have cut the roofs out of the image. You left them in and therefore captured what many never see--the real heart and soul of those who have lived in Paris forever. Let us hope they do not turn it into a mass of coops to leave many homeless.
PHOTOGRAPH BY ABRAHAM RODRIQUEZ
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Montmartre y el Sacre-cour
Friday, July 29, 2011
Fill 'Er Up With Ethyl
Isn't this a crying shame. We know how much it costs to produce a pack of cigarettes.
Who smokes more than most folks? The people who enjoy the basics of life. Many of them are poor. So, where is the compassion for the poor? There is none and the government figures the poor will pay for their smokes one way or another, so charge them up the ying-yang.
Unbelievable that the government wants to reap a profit of nearly $4 per pack of smokes. And they are so worried about the calories we consume? Has the government gone insane?
Do we pay taxes for clowns to sit in cubicles and dream up this crap or what?
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Texas Eagle / Heartland Flyer
Texas Eagle / Heartland Flyer by ottergoose
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Wow.........I love this one. You took one marvelous photograph.
It was not until this morning that I realized there are trains leaving Kansas City for other destinations than Chicago or Los Angeles. I can remember when trains left the Union Station for all points. I rode on many of those trains.
Now, for the first time in a long time, locomotives that look like like they belong in front of a passenger train are pulling these beautiful passenger trains. I am encouraged. Hopefully, train travel will once again become a joy for the traveling public.
I would recommend anyone planning a train trip, pick up the Amtrak maps and brochures to find out which trains run where and how many there are. Do not rely on telephone conversations with Amtrak because most of the lines are automated and robotic; it is rare to be able to talk with a live being, and then only after waiting a lengthy period.
My last trip on Amtrak was in 2008 when wife and I took the three of our grandchildren to St.Louis for a few days.
Thanks for sharing your photos with all of us Flickr viewers who love trains and travel by train. I now boast more than 900 Flickr Galleries and many of them pertain to trains in America.Check out my galleries when you have time:
www.flickr.com/photos/huffstutterrobertl/galleries/
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Photo by Nick Benson
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Young man with lunch packet.
Young man with lunch packet. by Peter G Hall
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An oil painting by Peter G. Hall
It is a work of art that is most impressive and one that would look great in a public or private gallery. Congratulations to the artist.
cat glare
cat glare by argiveshots
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For nearly 70 years, I have had black cats around my home and premises. One lived for nearly 20 years.
THANKS TO ARGIVESHOTS FOR SUCH A POSITIVE AND UPBEAT PHOTO. Visit Argiveshots photostream on Flickr. Click on this photo and you will see many unique photographs. Robert
enter for hope and change
enter for hope and change by argiveshots
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Will this door be open for those wanting more info on hope and change as the elections grow closer?
The outcome of the next election will determine America's future for many years.
PRAIA DE PITIMBU - PB
PRAIA DE PITIMBU - PB by MARCIO ROGERIO - FOTOGRAFIAS
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HERMOSA PINTURA....I really admire your photographic talent. You have many photos I appreciate. It is a joy viewing your work. Hopefully, you will find my gallery selection to your satisfaction. Thank you, Robert.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Brigitte Bardot & Renault Floride
THANKS TO MANU/MANUELA Flickr Photostream for making the beautiful photo of Brigette Bardot available for public viewing.
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see more great photos in my Flickr Galleries,thank you
http://www.flickr.com/photos/huffstutterrobertl/galleries/72157624155872065
Sunday, July 17, 2011
ALL ABOUT THE NAMES OF TRAINS, PRESIDENT OBAMA'S DREAMS, AND THE FUTURE OF PASSENGER TRAINS IN AMERICA, By Robert L. Huffstutter
ALL ABOUT THE NAMES OF TRAINS, PRESIDENT OBAMA'S DREAMS, AND THE FUTURE OF PASSENGER TRAINS IN AMERICA, By Robert L. Huffstutter, a photo by roberthuffstutter on Flickr.
ALL ABOUT THE NAMES OF TRAINS, PRESIDENT OBAMA'S DREAMS, AND THE FUTURE OF PASSENGER TRAINS IN AMERICA, By Robert L. Huffstutter
Drumhead logos like those above were used frequently to advertise the train wearing the logo, usually at the end where the clubcar was stationed. "There goes the 'The Southern Belle'," the enthusiastic onlookers would shout as the passenger train zipped by and was soon out of sight.
Photographers with forethought must have taken thousands of snapshots of the various drumhead logos. Where are they today? Most likely sold in old boxes never even opened by relatives in estate sales when the "loved one" passed on. But I hesitate here, relatives would certainly have opened every box and envelope, seeking the deceased's stock-certificates and other valuables. Whatever, where in the hell are the photos of these trains?
When I realize how many snapshots of passing trains I could have taken in my youth, I could be filled with regret (oh', yes, just another island of remorse in a sea of regret), so I will get it out of my mind.
Yet, I can still hear the sound of a train as it roars past and speeds down the rails past my line of vision. Wondering where it would call its destination, I used my imagination.
"Someday," I said to myself, "when I am rich and have nothing to do, I think I shall try and ride on every passenger train I can--and go to as many cities as I can, spending very little time in the city itself, but more in the clubcars and the elevated observation cars of the different trains." No, I didn't say it quite that way, but you get my drift if you are an adult reading this text.
We had so many dreams in youth, too many. There was no way they could all materialize, right? Sometimes I wonder if, as Americans, we create too many goals and dreams for ourselves, concentrating on one goal and then another, filling our minds with ambitions that would take several lifetimes to fulfill.
Well, not all of us do this. When one thinks about a junior Senator from Illinois who is suddenly whisked into the highest office of the land, one might wonder what his formula for success of such a magnitude was.
Someday, I do hope President Obama will write a book of this nature, going into fine-print details about how he planned his goal so well that it became a reality. There was never a question about the vote--he won it fairly and squarely. And whom among us did not feel proud on that November evening when it was announced he had won the Presidency of the United States. I felt a very new and different emotion about my nation.
Suddenly, I realized that America being the land of opportunity would no longer be a trite and hollow statement--those were words full of truth. Yes, Mr. President, please write the book on success someday.
There were so many different railroads back when my mind was full of trains, in the early 50s, I could not remember them all then. But I knew I would be a passenger on the New York Central, the Santa Fe, the Burlington, the Great Northern, the Milwaukee, the Santa Fe, the Southern Pacific, the Rock Island Line, the Illinois Central and my list went on and on.
Strange how many of the ones I never traveled I can no longer remember. And as the years passed and my days as a boy ended, I rode on almost every train mentioned. The Santa Fe was the last "real train" I rode, back in the late 60s.
Now, we have Amtrak. To get to Florida from Los Angeles I must go to Kansas City and take a train to Chicago and then on to Chicago and catch a train to somewhere in New Jersey and then connect with one headed south toward Florida. How simple it would have been to take a train from San Diego along the old southern route of the Santa Fe and go directly into Pensacola and then on down the Florida pennisula.
Oh', well, wish me well. It might just be too complex, and maybe a plane would be a better way. Isn't that what put the railroads out of business anyway?
So, we spend a lifetime going around in circles. Yet, the trains are always booked to almost the maximum. Add more trains? Yes, that would be a great idea. Perhaps we will have a network of trains going everywhere at all hours like we did back in the 1940s, like almost every nation in the world now has. Mr. President, would you try and make this possible?
Think of how much energy we would save, and how much fun Americans could have once again, riding passenger trains home from college, home for the holidays, home on leave or furlough, riding from coast to coast for the joy of seeing this great land we call the United States of America.
By Robert L. Huffstutter
17 July 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
GOVERNOR RICK PERRY OF TEXAS, FORMER C-130 PILOT IN U.S. AIR FORCE
GOVERNOR RICK PERRY OF TEXAS, FORMER C-130 PILOT IN U.S. AIR FORCE, a photo by roberthuffstutter on Flickr.
BRIEF BIOGRAPHY OF RICK PERRY BY R.L.HUFFSTUTTER
RICK PERRY IS A CITIZEN OF THE UNITED STATES. HE WAS BORN IN TEXAS IN 1950. HE SERVED HIS NATION IN THE ARMED FORCES AND IS A VETERAN OF THE UNITED STATES AIR FORCE.
HE IS A PILOT AND FLEW THE BIG C-130S. HE REACHED THE RANK OF CAPTAIN AND DUTIFULLY FULFILLED HIS MILITARY OBLIGATIONS BEFORE DECIDING TO RETURN TO CIVILIAN LIFE AND GO INTO BUSINESS WITH HIS DAD.
Governor Perry was born in 1950 and has served the State of Texas as Governor for a number of terms. He is a Republican. He is married to his childhood sweetheart and they have children.
While everyone has the right to the religion of their choice and the right to mention their faith, I admire Rick Perry for his belief in Christianity. He is one Christian who does not seem nervous about mentioning Jesus.
He is not concerned about how politically correct he must be in order not to offend those of other faiths, those who are not at all timid about mentioning their specific religions be they Zen Bhuddists, Muslims, Hindus, or any number of other religions.
It is almost unique that an elected official has the faith to actually mention the name of Jesus Christ in this day and age when the mainstream media is making jokes about Christians. While my faith might not be the same brand of faith as Governor Perry's faith, I have immense respect for him.
Recently, he announced he was having a prayer breakfast. As one might expect, a group of atheists who do not understand the Constitution and the Bill of Rights when it comes to religion, filed a lawsuit, yes a lawsuit, to keep this man from exercising his freedom as a citizen of the United States.
Rick Perry wasn't shaken up by the group of non-believers who claim their freedom from religion should be the muscle to keep him from praying, say the blessing in Jesus's name, enjoying what would most likely include pork sausage, a variety of eggs with potatoes and gravy, jam, biscuits, coffee and juice, and a good time of Christian Brotherhood. Amen to that, Governor. You have the steel to stand up to those who would steal your freedom and squeal like pigs in the mud puddle if their rights were questioned. Have a great breakfast, Governor.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Sluggo joins the beat generation
THIS IS PURE COOL.........Never saw this in my lifetime. Thanks. It is so true, in retrospect, so very true. Robert
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THANKS TO MOUFFETTEFATALE who had this classic posted in Flickr Photostream.
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Sluggo joins the beat generation by mouffettefatale
SANTA FE'S "SAN DIEGAN" passes through San Clemente, California
SANTA FE'S "SAN DIEGAN" passes through San Clemente, California, a photo by roberthuffstutter on Flickr.
The southbound San Diegan passes through San Clemente, California shortly before the Amtrak takeover on May 1, 1971.
The San Diegan was one of the named passenger trains of the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Railway, and a "workhorse" of the railroad. Its 126-mile (203-kilometer) route ran from Los Angeles, California south to San Diego. It was assigned train Nos. 70–79 (Nos. 80–83 were added in 1952 when RDCs began operating on the line).
The Los Angeles-San Diego corridor (popularly known as the "Surf Line" — officially, the Fourth District of the Los Angeles Division) was to the Santa Fe as the New York–Philadelphia corridor was to the Pennsylvania Railroad.
Daily traffic could reach a density of ten trains (each way) during the summer months. The first San Diegan ran on March 27, 1938 as one set of equipment making two round trips each way.
A second trainset delivered in 1941 made possible four streamlined trains each way. In addition, a third set of heavyweight equipment made a fifth trip in each direction. During and after the Second World War, furlough business from San Diego's military bases necessitated extra (albeit heavyweight) sections of San Diegans, and racetrack specials during horseracing season at Del Mar added to passenger train miles.
Amtrak continued to operate the San Diegan when it took over operation of the nation's passenger service on May 1, 1971, and it retired the name on June 1, 2000. Today, the route of the San Diegan (the second busiest rail line in the United States) is served by Amtrak's Pacific Surfliner.
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Yes, it is a beautiful piece of track and the views are spectacular, though it is does not follow the original track through the entire route. Some of the old ocean views have been eliminated for safety and environmental sake.
At one time, the route ran almost all the way along the coast from San Francisco to San Diego, except for the inland switch to take it to downtown Los Angeles Union Station. Likewise, the old coastal bus route was almost exclusively along the coast with super views.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Cancer Survivor Phyllis Ellis smiles with family.
Cancer Survivor Phyllis Ellis smiles with family.
Find out about Phyllis' journey to survivorship at www.cancercenter.com/video/commercials/phyllis-ellis
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Cancer Survivor Phyllis Ellis... by CancerCenter
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Take A Seed
This is a classic. I will glady give up my chair to this beautiful pot of floral beauty.
PHOTO BY TERRY PORTER
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
THE CREATURE, the dance…
THE CREATURE, the dance… a video by Never Was An Arrow II on Flickr.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/78215847@N00/5601025886/in/gallery-huffstutterrobertl-72157625197759264/
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Happy Memorial Day!
Remembering
On graves to remember the fallen, in parades, at every function where freedom should be featured first and foremost, our nation's flag, the red, white and blue, let it forever wave as the winds blow, free and easy most of the time, but free and fierce in storms where we must and will survive. Robert L. Huffstutter
PHOTOGRAPH BY TERESA
Friday, July 8, 2011
San Diego Watercolors, 1960s scenes...
The first of a set dedicated to the memories of San Diego in the early 1960s. Watercolor pencils with brush washes and some pen and ink details.
LIBERTY IN SAN DIEGO 1960S STYLE By Robert L. Huffstutter
When I got out of USNTC Boot Camp in 1960, I received orders to COMNAVAIRPAC across the bay at NAS North Island. It was a great duty station, working for the flag officers and Naval Air matters. At that time, there was no Coronado bridge and the only way to get downtown was via the nickel snatcher, a USN boat that went from NAS to the foot of Broadway. The walk up to the center of San Diego to Union Square was an experience with the various tattoo parlors, cafes and beer joints. The drinking age, however, was strictly 21, and most of the clubs enforced this with no exceptions. But there were some place off Broadway that would bend the rules. The bar above was not one of them. The old bar named Pearl's Harbor was strictly for the old vets who were in World War II, so that was not a hangout for us young guys. At the time, many of the guys who were in WWII were still on active duty and finishing up 20 years of service. Wow, time flys. When I think of being in the service at the same time the guys who won the war were in the service it blows my mind. Anyway, that was the way it was in 1960, and it was a different America back then. The coffee tasted different, the hot roast beef sandwiches were richer and thicker and nobody was worried about how much fat we consumed.
There was no major racial strife--most all the guys got along well; it mattered little about color or religion then. Despite the tales that might be spun by the left, there was equal treatment and equal opportunity in the USN in the 60s.
So, that's the way it was in the summer of 1960 around Pearl's Harbor. The beer smelled good drifting through the door, but all of us who were not 21 had to find a lesser establishment to buy our draft beer for 20 cents a mug. Bottles were about 35 cents. When we finished up the night, we walked back down to the foot of Broadway and caught the nickel snatcher, a little craft that was a bit bigger than an admiral's boat, and headed back to the Naval Air Station, eating our cupcakes and drinking our coffee or pop, hoping we wouldn't stumble getting off the boat. That was a liberty in downtown San Diego, 1960s style.
KISSING NASA GOODBYE. WHY?
KISSING NASA GOODBYE. WHY?
Nobody other than the employees seems to really care. Oh, I am sure the Chinese and Russians are pretty excited about NASA going out of business. Now, the starwars technology will belong to those who would like to see us take a number and wait in line.
Listening to the talking heads about the closing of NASA makes me laugh. One of them says there must be some "bittersweet memories" here and there or something akin to that tripe. Most were not even born when we went to the moon? How do these media voices become so full of wisdom? Perhaps they were not around to share the pride and excitement when the USA reached the moon? That is part of the pride of Americans who grew up in the 60s.
When our illustrious President was HOPING to become President, did he tell us that he had plans to shut the SHUTTLE PROGRAM DOWN and ride with the RUSSIANS? Or did we simply assume that our Commander-in-Chief would realize there is more involved in the NASA Program than moonlight sonatas, that NASA is the launching pad of what might have to be serious STAR WARS deterrents?
Do you suppose that if President Obama had been an officer in our Armed Forces, even in the JAG, that he might have a different outlook on the NASA Program?
Thursday, July 7, 2011
MY LAST DUTY STATION USS TORTUGA (LSD-26)
It was not the kind of duty I was accustomed to after serving 28 months in the luxuries we were afforded in a post-war Japan.
My transfer from the Naval Air branch of the USN was not at my request but decisions were made that my service was needed aboard this vessel bound for some real adventure in the Orient.
The Tortuga was in drydock at Hunter's Point ( a real hell-hole) in San Francisco when I reported for duty in February of 1964. We were bunked in an old supply building on the docks until, alas, the flat-bottomed LSD was ready to get underway for numerous OPERATIONS AND READINESS cruises up and down the west coast from San Francisco to San Diego and back again. Up and down, down and up, close to shore, far from shore, docking and loading ammo, training at GQ throughout the day and night for nearly six months.
The Channel Islands, off the California coast, were used for strategic purposes during our training. Gunnery practice was conducted for hours on end during these readiness cruises.
If anyone figured out why we were undergoing such extensive training, nobody mentioned the subject. Such operations were normal after a vessel underwent a complelte overhaul.
We were not privy to what the purpose of such cruises and training were all about. Recalling these training cruises with very little time for going ashore, I have bittersweet emotions and memories of my final duty station aboard one of the oldest ships of its kind still in operation, but refurbished and ready for some real adventure in the far east.
My station during GQ was on the bridge, with a good view of what was happening.
MY LAST DUTY STATION USS TORTUGA (LSD-26)
MY LAST DUTY STATION USS TORTUGA (LSD-26)
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/USS_Tortuga_(LSD-26)
When I reported for duty to the USS TORTUGA in February of 1964, the ship was in dry dock at Hunter's Point in San Francisco. For the first few months, we lived on shabby barges until the ship had been completely overhauled and refurbished. Once we got underway, the morale raised considerably.
SANTA MONICA 28 March 1964
ONE OF THE BEST SETS OF THE CALIFORNIA BEACH SCENE OF THE 1960S that I have seen. This is a set of 23 photos by Lance Nix, taken in 1964 for a state college photo journalism class. Whenever I feel like returning to the 60s, I review these photos. Here's the link:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/81918828@N00/sets/72157615416275548/with/3361760044/
OR SIMPLY CLICK ON THE PHOTO AND YOU WILL BE ON THE BEACH...My gratitude to Lance Nix for permission to post this photograph. Robert
SANTA MONICA 28 March 1964 by Lance & Cromwell
SANTA MONICA on 28 March 1964
ONE OF THE BEST SETS OF BEACH PHOTOS that I have seen on Flickr. My congratulations to Lance and Cromwell.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/81918828@N00/sets/72157615416275548/with/3361759980/
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Tamagawa Park Tokyo Dec 1957
THIS IS ONE VERY PRECIOUS PHOTOGRAPH. I can almost feel the joy that was in this youngsters heart and mind when he was scaring the photographer. Who is this little tiger? None other than Koji Kanemoto, my Flickr friend 54 years ago in Tokyo. Who would have guessed that our paths would have crossed at some later time in life?
Monday, July 4, 2011
bondi
This is one great old bus. It would be a thriller in California or Oregon. I can see it chugging around the streets of Eugene, Oregon.
PHOTO BY danielSAN...SEE HIS OTHER PHOTOS ON FLICKR
Sunday, July 3, 2011
toastmaster cafe, globe az
ELLEN JO, you can tell I really like your photo. It captures some really fond memories for me. Thanks for sharing and I hope you do not mind my including it in so many galleries and beginning new gallleries using it as a frontispiece. It would make a great cover for a novel. I am looking for a few photos for my novel, AN AMERICAN WONDERING. I might check with you later on about this issue. Robert
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THIS PHOTO AND OTHERS OF THE SAME TOWN CAN BE SEEN IN FLICKR, ELLEN JO's Photostream.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Flower
I LOVE THIS. IT IS SO LIKE A POEM,
ALONE AND ALL BY ITSELF; IT NEEDS NO OTHER FLOWERS,
IT IS ITS OWN BREATH AND LIGHT,
IT STANDS IN THE SUNLIGHT
LOVING THE QUICK GLANCES
AND THE LONGER LOOKS OF ADMIRATION.
A SIMPLE FLOWER, A SIMPLE LIFE,
BEAUTY FOR AWHILE, LIKE LIFE,
TRANSIENT, BUT THE MEMORIES LINGER
IN SOMEONE'S MIND
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SO, YOU SEE, YOUR PHOTO IS ONE OF INSPIRATION.
PHOTO BY bibbi.nelson
Flower
Törringelund-Skåne-Sweden
A BIG ROSE
YOUR ROSE PHOTOS ARE REMINDERS OF A YOUTH NOT YET PASSED
There has always been a quality about roses that reminds me of youthful excitement and about how life blossoms in the most exciting way.
When roses are nearby, in a vase or simply spread out to inhale their natural scent of passion, my memories of love and youth tease me unmercifully, yet I am always satisfied, though it was only a temporal moment.
Your photos are excellent examples of spending time dedicated to capturing the beauty of roses...
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Thanks to Missiz Beasley for sharing the beauty of the rose.
Canadian Canyon, a place to think?
Canadian Canyon, a place to think?
Kiowa National Grassland is a National Grassland located in New Mexico, USA. The Great Plains grassland includes prairie and part of the Canadian River Canyon. This is NOT my photo, just one I found while browsing the internet.
This image is a work of the Forest Service of the United States Department of Agriculture. As a work of the U.S. federal government, the image is in the public domain.
Friday, July 1, 2011
1960 _ Gold Medal 994
Your gallery reminds me of my numerous capers up and down the South China Sea, my midnight voyages from Hong Kong to Macao, my narrow escapes in Old Shanghai as I chased the Brass Monkey and the Jade Dragon.
Yes, the covers of your pocket novels conjure up many fond and lusty memories of a time before the French were driven out of China. Your selection is outstanding and will cause me to settle back and read about the times of Oriental intrique...until I doze off.
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I encountered this book cover while browsing Flickr--and I fell in love. Oh, for the days when a sailor's excitement was a pocketbook of this genre. Thanks to Uilke whose photstream on Flickr is full of exciting book covers. Thanks, and to my readers, check out the books in the photostream UK Vintage's photostream.
BILLION DOLLAR IMAGES OF OUR MONEY
BILLION DOLLAR IMAGES OF OUR MONEY
It is only natural to wish that we had the biggest pile of money in the illustrations above. At least, I think it is natural to want as much money as possible. Am I wrong for such a belief? Few individuals have the amounts of money depicted above. Few people possess so much as one million dollars. There are, however, more people than we might imagine who possess the smallest stack.
When one thinks about money, one usually thinks about the joys it will afford one and one's family. This is natural. Money is our medium of exchange. We trade our money for what makes us happy, food, shelter, transportation, clothing and all that is necessary to live a happy, normal lifestyle, a lifestyle free of want.
In America, there is no reason for hunger. There is no reason all people do not have adequate shelter, transportation, clothing and the medical care required to make them well and healthy.
Is this too much to expect?
No, we are not a socialist nation, we are a republic, but we are a republic that takes care of our own, our neighbors.
Should we all have the same amount of money? This is the question that seperates a Socialist nation from a Democratic Republic.
A VERY GOOD FRIEND
A VERY GOOD FRIEND
One of my dogs is very mental; she knows when times are good inside my mind. She senses when my mind is searchin for subject matter to paint. She sits beside me quietly for awhile, then nudges me. I pet her and my mood improves. Dogs are much wiser than we know.
LOOKS LIKE ANOTHER ASTROID COMING OUR WAY, HUH?
LOOKS LIKE ANOTHER ASTROID COMING OUR WAY, HUH?
Last week, an astroid as big as a bus just missed the South Pole by 7,500 miles, a distance equal that from New York to India. According to what I read, we had only one week's notice. I am wondering what might have happened had the astroid hit NYC. I am also wondering if the dismantling of NASA might have caused us to have such short notice of its impending route of travel. For those not in the know, an astroid the size of a bus could have wiped out NYC if it had exploded over the city. If it had struck downtown Manhattan, you can imagine the damage.
Photograph by Robert L. Huffstutter
(Sculpture made using a buried astroid found in Mojave desert?)
MR. HUBBLE ENJOYING A PIPE...
MR. HUBBLE ENJOYING A PIPE...the man who invented the telescope that will take our views back to what some call the "big bang."
SOMEDAY, the telescope that enables us to view millions of light years back in time will help us to see what happened in Rome 2000 years ago. It will be as simple as dialing up the circa listed on the panel.
There are pixels out there of every event that happened--it is just a matter of finding the wave-length. That is not to say we will be able to join General Grant and Robert E. Lee at the surrender, no. Nor will we be able to scoot the brief case that had Hitler's bomb inside into the area where it should have been, but we will be able to view this incident and all incidents as though we were there.
Does it not make sense that such an apparatus or gadget will exist. Who would have guessed that we could send info at the speed of light?
Folks, we are getting really smart. Some say we have come as far as we can. I beg to disagree. There is so much left for us to invent and learn. Of course, we will never, in my opinion, understand the entire workings of the universe.
In my opinion, we will never be as smart as our Creator.
If we ever became as smart as the Creator, all Hell would break loose, though it might anyway. Good will prevail, good will be victorious. God looked at his creation and said it was good. It looks good to me. I will hate to leave when it comes my time.
By Robert L. Huffstutter
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