For an introduction into the occult roots of Nazism, this is an interesting series of DVDs. Well worth it’s under $20 price tag.

Poem written by Flora Smith, age 12.

Is This What Easter Be?

Out of the stores come garlands and elves,
So chocolate bunnies can fill the shelves.
Egg and peeps, you now can see,
Is this what Easter be?

Games and egg-hunts are now afoot.
Parents hide goodies in every nook.
Little children cry with glee.
But, is this what Easter be?

The stores try to get you to buy lots of things,
Candy and gum and cute little rings.
They see this as a money-making spree.
This cannot Easter be!

No, Easter is not about treats and eggs,
It’s about Jesus nailed up with pegs.
On a cross for you and me,
Oh, this is what Easter be!

Jesus, oh, yes! He was God’s Son,
He fought the battle and it is won.
After He died, He rose on day three,
So remember, this is what Easter be!

Flora Smith

Easter poem written by Evelyn Smith, age 11.

This is Jesus’s Day

Easter is a time for joy and praise,
For Jesus rose from the dead that day.
Easter is not for bunnies galore,
But for people to know from shore to shore
This is Jesus’ day!

The day of His death brought sorrow and gloom.
And three days later Mary wept at the tomb.
But do not worry, Mary, so dear,
Jesus has risen. His day is here!
This is Jesus’ day!

Jesus died on the cross for us all.
We are forgiven, great and small.
He rose three days later, so do not fear
That day is Easter and it is here!
This is Jesus’ day!

Evelyn Smith

Our “music” video of the day is a remix of our last one.  It’s impossible to watch this video and not laugh at least once.

Germany’s former head of state, the ever youthful Adolf Hilter, expresses his feelings about Google’s recent decision to terminate FTP support in this video.  The video link comes courtesy of Erik.  And for the record, WordPress blows Blogger away.

The good old, oppressive, suffocating USSR presents the remarkably happy crooner Eduard Khil in this 1976 vintage music video.

It’s Tuesday, May 30, 2017.  My name is Winnie Smith and I just turned 13 last month.

Our new home is hard to get used to.  It’s real pretty here and the weather is nice right now.  It’s a little like our old home in Arkansas.  I miss that place a lot.

I miss the rain at night and the cool mornings.  I miss the smell of the dogwood and honeysuckle flowers.  I miss the friendly little hummingbirds that were always flying around our shoulders.  I miss fishing in our ponds, working in our garden with Mama, skipping rocks on the Cossatot with Daddy, eating Hope watermelons and swimming in the ice cold creeks under a warm sun.  In a way, I even miss the chiggers, seed ticks and poison ivy which are all usually bad this time of year in the Ouachitas.

Daddy probably misses Arkansas more than anyone else.  He was born and raised there.  Even though I was born in Texas, Daddy managed to find a way to get us back to a good home in Arkansas where we could be safe during the War.  Daddy never wanted to move again, but, when we had no other choice, he told Uncle John that he didn’t want to move too far away from home.  That’s one of the reasons why he and Mom picked this place.

Daddy took us outside tonight for a surprise.  We had a marshmallow roast and told spooky stories around a camp fire.  A little after midnight, Daddy set up his telescope and asked us to guess what we were looking at.  It was a dim yellow star, just a tiny, flickering speck of light, even through his telescope.  It was the sun — or at least our old sun.  It was hard for me to imagine that our old, green house still circled that little, yellow dot 2,110 light years away.

We had a good time tonight.  Everyone was happy.  Everyone but Daddy.  When he thought everybody was asleep, he walked back to that telescope and looked at earth for a long, long time.  He only quit when he began crying.  I’ve never seen Daddy cry before, even after all that he went through during the War.

It’s very late and I need to go to sleep.  I miss Arkansas a lot right now.   I love you, Daddy.

We published this very popular baby makeover photo several years ago (click to enlarge).
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