? " H A P P Y " ... ... DADDEES' DAY ?

" order " " by god ! "

AND THE SAME REASON ... ... DADDEE is GOD ... ...

that HE, the DADDEE - GOD, SEPARATED ME FROM MY T H R E E.*

SAME DEAL = y1990

Romans 13:1 ... ... King James' MOTHER - F U C K

"Let every soul be subject unto

the higher powers.

There is no power but by God:

the powers that be are ordained by God." Then y1994, thus:  two appellate of 25 total judges, Ms Rosemary Shaw Sackett and Mr Terry Huitink: = "LOOKING @ the RECORD BEFORE US, I DO NOT THINK THAT WE COULD HAVE BEEN MORE WRONG." in re the UNevolved Sperm Source. *

....................... Mother - Fucking ........................... in both the 20th & 21st Centuries

From Aunt Lydia, the handmaids' handler

"This may not seem ordinary to you right now.

But after a time, it will.  This will become ordinary."

       s2, e1, Hulu's The Handmaid's Tale.  It has.  It is.  

From Under His Eye and

with f r e e d o m a relic of The Past,

Commander W's wife in re Offred, 

"She's devious.  Always, always plotting.

Always wanting more.  

She wants to see The Child.

Her Child.  From ... ... b e f o r e."

       s2, e6, Hulu's The Handmaid's Tale.

https://www.hulu.com/watch/1275686

... ... to STUDY as students anywhere: WAR NO MORE

" A day of infamy for us oldsters: it was on May 4, 1970, when the U.S. National Guard killed four unarmed students at Kent State University in Ohio who were protesting the Vietnam War. That inspired this song by Neil Young:

" of https://whyevolutionistrue.wordpress.com/2018/05/04/friday-hili-dialogue-198 


MICAH 4:3 = " ... ...  they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruninghooks: nation shall not lift up a sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more. "

... ... ... ... A Pogrom of a Different Genus

… … A Pogrom of a Different Genus … …

This day, a Friday 58 years ago in 1960, Willard Albert William Maas and Annabelle Mae Holden Maas hosted and backed a certain, conducted event.  This matter was in preparation for Willard’s re – enrolling as an Iowa State University undergraduate; Willard had had to drop out of ISU in 1939, after his contracting the poliomyelitis virus back at his age of 19 then.  He was to begin again with its Spring Quarter of 1960, this term commencing in March; and his going there to Ames then with their eldest of four children, 16 – year – old Sydra, only the two of them, to reside at its 840 Pammel Court.  Exactly similar metal / quonset housing units are here  
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/506655026805533841 and
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/506655026805533809 ––
with another one (some years later, of course) as well Zachary Adam’s actual very first home                       @ 697 Pammel Court commencing 22 hours after I, wholly uninsured, had birthed him [ Tuesday,                    24 August 1976 ] with the help of Nurse Ms Jan Sterbenz and Dr Frank Sterbenz over in Nevada, Iowa’s Story County Hospital.  Absolutely ALL of these housing units are now long – demolished and – built over with other ISU structures. 

The rest of us of the family were to join Willard and Sydra then when Williamsburg, Iowa’s school year ended; we –– all six of us –– would move in 1960’s June to 1377 Hawthorn Court (https://www.pinterest.com/pin/506655026805534514) directly across from ISU’s horse pastures on the north end of the one entry from Hawthorn then to the undertrack tunnel which led walking commuters into ISU, soon to be Willard’s portal always over to its Heady Hall and his Department of Agricultural Economics.  Hawthorn Court, Unit #1401, became (some years later, of course) Zachary Adam’s second home, also in a Quite Cold, Cold – February with a fuel oil – truckers’ strike occurring for ISU’s Pammel Court residents and at when the temperature that moving day was a -10⁰ F and his wee, blue baby bathtub fell from the packed – to – its – hilt Chevrolet van onto the ice below --- and shattered into elebenty gazillion pieces thereby thoroughly and altogether ending its existence.

The event orchestrated by an agricultural business for the Maas Clan that Friday, 19 February 1960 ?  That was known as the epic and notorious auctioning one of that era and, actually, even unto this   y2018 age … … the Farm Sale.  I know it that specific day thereof … … to have been in the middle                         -20⁰ Fahrenheit – range for its temperature, it likely The Coldest of all of those 1959 – 1960 wintertime Iowa days.

The Sale itself ?  Even with vendored comestibles including hot chocolate and even hotter, soooo sugared and true cows’ creamed coffee (barn – style lattés ! then) available for purchase ?  

It --- --- the Sale --- --- was an entire and utter ... ... bust.

As witnessed silently by me, then a 12 – year – old schoolgirl – kiddo, within the ancient farmhouse’s enclosed front porch with its classic turn – of – the – century industrial gray – painted plank – flooring.  Just him and me alone together with this particular and quiet vista of ours … … our eyeballs’ gazes … … aimed directly down to and upon the East Barn lot’s Sale arena.  I imperceptibly changed mine … …      my scan:  I peered over at my exactly 40 – year – old father surveilling it all from afar.  

And thereupon was burnt a memory in to my brain which has never left it:                                              One tear tracked down my Daddy’s left cheek. 

– fin –