Now that is one delicious freakin’ dub, man…
For serious sorties!
Clarinta Elda Elizabeth Moore
(aka Clare P. and Clarita)
May 12, 1922 – November 16, 2017
Growing up I thought of Aunt Clare as that happy lady who came over a lot, was my
Aunt and loved to pinch my cheek really hard, call me an embarrassing name and give
me tons of presents. She’d always be sure to remind us to never say nine but instead to
say ni-yun, so people would be sure to understand what we meant. That came from
being a teacher for Ma Bell, teaching all the girls how to be operators. She did that at
least two, maybe three decades…a lady not afraid to try new things.
Now I see her more as The Giver, The Helper. Always giving. To the Indians
especially, others,too. But wait…
She always brought tons of food, too, remember?
A passion for food took root in Clare early on… she’d tell stories of behind the scenes
happenings in the kitchens of her clients… when she was twelve years old. She was a
pro that early because she stepped up in support of her family. Her dad had been
called to the Lord very early on, you see. She took that support as a mission to heart…
to her Soul and kept at it right up to her last day here. That is so beautiful a thing.
But the food…
She loved food and cooking and seeing to it that every single person there; and
sometimes there were quite a lot; wound up stuffed and happy. I was always amazed at
how much food she could make on a moment’s notice.
Holidays always saw everyone pounding pound after pound of perfect pasta sarde,
serious shrimp cocktails, delicious Dolly breads for Easter, astounding apple pies and
of course, her glorious Baked Beans, which define the phrase “indescribably
delicious.” They are one of those treasures of a lifetime that simply can never be
duplicated, for not a one of us has that God-given magical touch.
Clare’s devotion to family especially her siblings was powerful right to her dying day.
There’s Orlando, who everyone called Tim, Anita and Louise, Evalyn and Lena, her
parents, husbands Joe Greco and Clay Moore, cousins, especially Bobby Morrell, as
well as friends she adored… with very deeply felt emotions for each and every one.
Her heartthrobs were Erroll Flynn and Randolph Scott and the music was by Gene
Autry, the Sons of the Pioneers and our very own Uncle Tim, who could hold his own
with those guys for sure.
Always the traveler, the adventurer, Clare would go out West, ride horses, stay at dude
ranches and just be toolin’ around in her Model A Ford, gobbling up life with gusto. She
must have been quite something back in the day.
Clare was never afraid to tackle any issue in order to keep us safe and secure no matter
where she was or what her situation was. Clare was likewise never afraid to spread her
love as far as she could with the hotspot being her family. She did these things with
remarkable success and her example lives on as inspiration for all of us to follow.
She taught me so much in those last few years. Taught me without even knowing she
was… about dealing with my profound sadness and inner anger and especially about
what love really is. And that is nothing less than giving solace and comfort, protection
and security with no expectation of return. But even in her final days she managed to
give me clear messages of love in return. Truly a remarkable lady.
Fare thee well, my dear Aunt Clare – I know you are up in heaven now, watching
over us, keeping us safe. I feel you here sometimes.
Enjoy your new journey knowing that you will live in love in our hearts forever.
— Iggy Makarevich
I read that today at Clare’s funeral. Made it to the end in one shot with just a couple of quavers toward the end! Thank you to those who hlped me get to where I could do that.
It was a small, intimate and lovely ceremony and just as I had hoped it would be. The crowd was small but the people there were the right people and that was definitely a welcome thing. All my love to everyone that was there. That goes for the man from St. Mary, too, who I sadly forgot to exchange names with. He was so pleasant, which was a good result as I had no clue what to expect.
I was blessed to have my dear friend Andy Raynor, (the holiest person I’ve ever met), do the interface with the divine. She is so good at that and then there came the fabulous, unaccompanied Amazing Grace sung by my dear cousin Jamie Petrone which gave us the sweet, soulful sound we needed at just the right time. Quite a few commented how great it was. Jamie is so inspiring.
Such wonderful family and friends … made me feel at ease and loved.
And then … wouldn’t ya know it…
There was a bit of paranormal in it, too, thank God, as Aunt Clare was there (!!!) in the form of a tiny bird seated at the peak of a nearby pointed monolith watching us and at just the right time chirped at us directly and then flew off, fortunately right after I got in a rockin’ thumbs up!
I will treasure it always.
photo by jerri Wiley mods by Iggy Makarevich
A serious contender and a very fine sports and rally ride.
And some were even sold here on occasion. And the later ones were sold at the dealers here.
Never lucky enough to have one but my friend was and loved it so, yeah!
It became clear in the making of this that I need many more Escort pics than are in inventory… way too much media library scrolling going on!
“LOST MYSELF” – SAMANTHA FISH BAND @ Callahan’s, Nov 2016 (BEST QUALITY)
Published on Nov 2, 2016
SAMANTHA FISH – guitar, vocals
CHRISTOPHER ALEXANDER – bass guitar
GO-GO RAY – drums
Filmed in 1080HD quality and Callahan’s Music Hall, Nov 1, 2016
omg … no bounds for Miss Fish’s talent!
Nope, not a one.
via John Ripper
The original Highland Green Mustang driven by the legendary Steve McQueen in Bullitt, this car has been owned by the same family since 1974
There it is. The real one. A legend, driven by a legend, in a legend.
It gets no better.
Samantha Fish plays the oil can.
DIY Cigar Box Guitars
Saturday, February 3, 2018 at 12:13pm
Samantha Fish getting greasy with an oil can.
My God she is just so incredibly good…
via Frank S Petrilli!
157 years ago today, April 12th, 1861, the bombardment of Fort Sumter commenced.
The War Between the States had officially begun.
I see myself as these bunnies because this week and vicinity have seen me behaving horribly. And that just rips more off my brain like one of those rakes they pull pork with.
Sleep? Not so much. I have remembered to eat a little, though, so there is that. But God I want to slap myself. Hard. I used to. In front of my poor mom… made her cry. Feel as bad now.
C Dorian Mauro Samuel
Published on Apr 7, 2018
Coffee Break Grooves Acid Jazz 1-7
Boss DS-1W Waza
Marshall Class 5
N Zaganin Strat
Go Mauro! Sweet and smooth… really nice tone.
Simpatico with my bio.
Still very into gear I see, well, more power to ya, if you make sounds like this!
Rock on, amigo.
Alien Artifacts Recovered from Crashed UFOs are NOT of This World
Published on Mar 20, 2018
With a new focus on physical proof via the scientific study of known UFO crash artifacts, Jacques Vallée has been organizing isotopic and elemental analysis of evidence. Some of the samples Vallée had tested were found to be outside of the terrestrial norm, and so pure in their form that they appear to be fabricated in a method not possible on Earth.
There are many remarkable alien artifacts that have been hidden away in secret vaults, they could re-write history as we know it. These artifacts are highly controversial and need to be tested. We are constantly finding new ufo artifacts that defy our current understanding of the universe.
Jacques has always been a hero… an astronomer, an actual scientist (as opposed to a claimed one), a computer communications visionary, buds with Hynek and a writer of tomes that are intriguing on many levels. He’s not at all like your usual ufologist. And that’s good. Real good.
1ofthe9 noted and I agree that Its pretty strange and out of character for him to do this imho.
Hoping he’s just happy about findings, seems to be. It is true that he doesn’t do this sort of thing anymore as a rule. But I will give him room … we owe him a tonne.
Steven D. Kelley | Dark Secrets of the Clinton Crime Syndicate, & The NWO Agenda
Published on Jan 30, 2016
Author and radio host Steven D. Kelley joins THC to talk about his research into the Clinton Crime Syndicate and the larger NWO Agenda they’re a part of.
Check out Steven’s radio show: http://www.freedomslips.com/hosts/ste…
And feel free to get in touch with Steven for any reason at: [email protected]
Parasites! All of them!
Good stuff inside… listen and learn how things really are out there.
I wanted to dedicate this post to my dearly departed Aunt Clare, (spaced it out), who actually told me about the Clintons and how they sold us out to China way back when it was new and about her subsequent abhorrence for the dirty duo. Good girl, Clare was.
Wm Michael Mott | Underground Entities, Beings From Below, & The True String Pullers Of Humanity
Published on Mar 12, 2015
Author, Wm. Michael Mott, joins THC to talk about the years of work and research he’s put into his book: Caverns, Caldrons, & Concealed Creatures now in it’s third edition.
We get into the idea that all the complex theories of aliens from other worlds, beings from other dimensions, divine revelation, non-human entities controlling the planet, and many other conspiratorial themes; could quiet possibly be manipulations from beings inside the Earth.
Watch out, strange, deep thoughts!
JC Johnson | Skinwalkers, Crypids, & The Book Of Enoch
Published on Feb 21, 2015
JC Johnson, the man behind Crypto Four Corners, joins THC to talk about their investigations into strange and anomalous creatures and beings, as well as the many things that have been reported to them by other witnesses and the possibilities for their origins.
Check out the Crypto Four Corners Facebook Page: www.facebook.com/pages/Cryptofourcorners
Check Out JC’s YouTube page: https://www.youtube.com/user/cryptofo…
Sign up for THC+ at: www.TheHighersideChatsPlus.com
Oh, RIP, my dear JC.
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wotta neis grrl
We were following a lioness carrying her cub & she was getting really tired. An elephant showed up wanting to help the lioness. The elephant put its trunk down, the cub jumped up & the elephant carried the lion cub!!⁰S28, 3km from S entrance
Tinged by Sloof Lirpa pic.twitter.com/aebvHwtrv5
— Kruger Sightings (@LatestKruger) April 1, 2018
If only humans were as intelligent and sophisticated as these two wildly diverse species.
But no, we are the savages.
This has always been hard for them to fathom.
Someone remind the Vapid Left that we don’t have a “democracy”. It’s not “our democracy”. The United States is, always has been, and always will be, a Representative Republic (Constitutional Republic). You will NOT change that, no matter how often you throw the word around.
— Wm. Michael Mott (@writerartistdad) April 1, 2018
Their indoctrination seems to be to not see facts if the information is presented by anyone other than their Masters.
So, it is daunting. They think they are good Americans.
God help us all.
Coastal water acting UNUSUAL in Stamford CT and Provincetown MA
Published on Mar 31, 2018
March 31, 2018: Yet even more examples of coastal water anomalies, these are from Connecticut and Massachusetts.
Special “Thanks” to Benjy and Jonatan. Good job
Had to post this one… this video submission is within ten miles of my house… so… yeeks.
And that’s as the roads go, it’s more like five “as the crow flies!”
Bigfoot Language Recorded: Here’s How Ron Morehead Did It
Published on Nov 7, 2014
Ron Morehead is the father of the “Sierra Sounds.” It’s one of the best evidence supporting the existence of Bigfoot. Morehead gave this hair-raising interview with Dreamland not too long ago. Morehead explains the strange creatures and their personalities:
“When the other hunters and I first encountered a family of these creatures in 1971, although we had guns, we were still concerned. Their aggressive, intimidating vocalizations were huge and extremely disrupting. However, after the initial intimidation we realized their intentions were not to harm us, but perhaps toy with us. So we relaxed a bit.
That being said, a few years went by, never captured a picture, but were fortunate enough to capture their vocalizations. By 1974 their intimidating sounds moved more toward communicative. We looked forward to interacting with them, we left food for them to eat and they left pine-cones for our fire. I felt a definite kinship developing, but I always wondered, “What are they? Why won’t they come out from behind those big trees and really make friends with me”…rarely did we catch a glimpse, but after all this time they still kept their secrets at bay.
For years I’ve heard reports of them harassing people by throwing rocks, stalking them from the bushes, or just messing around. And for so long I’ve carefully kept those reports inside, thinking, “What’s missing from these pictures?” They haven’t attempted to hurt me or any of the others at our Sierra Camp. They are like a reclusive, hidden, aboriginal people…they must have a very pertinent reason for being the way they are.
Like most animals, they are different in their personalities, yet from my experience around them, they are also cognizant. I’ve written about this in several articles and included many of them in my book, “Voices in the Wilderness.””
I so hope we can establish good relations in the future. It would come in extremely handy in the aftermath of some global difficulty.
There are a couple of short clips from the collection in the sidebar column on the right … scroll down, you’ll see…
Published on Dec 3, 2008
Unless of course, you’re on the Hell… on the Hellbound train!
Folsom Prison Blues – Roy Clark
Published on Jul 9, 2017
I hear the train a comin’ rollin’ round the bend
I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t know when
Well I’m stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin’ on
While a train keeps a rollin’ on down to San Antone
Well when I was just a baby my mama told me son
Always be a good boy don’t ever play with guns
Well I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowin’ I hang my head and I cry
Well I’ll bet there’s rich folks eatin’ in some fancy dinin’ car
Probably drinkin’ coffee and smokin’ big cigars
Well I know I had it comin’ I know I can’t be free
But those people keep a movin’ and that’s what tortures me
Well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine
I bet I’d move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison that’s where I long to stay
Then I’d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
Johnny’s classic masterfully done with a heapin’ helpin’ o’ Roy for some grins!
Great stuff from more innocent times.
17 years ago, Randy Johnson threw his most memorable fastball!!!
It took me a moment to realize what I was seeing … and … what are the odds of this happening?!
here via Jean Louis Lebreton : )
Stevie Ray Vaughan – Austin Opera House: April 15, 1984 ( Full Album )
Published on Jan 2, 2015
Stevie Ray Vaughan – Austin Opera House: April 15, 1984 ( Full Album )
01. Testify (4 22)
02. Voodoo Child (Slight Return) (10 06)
03. Honey Bee (2 58)
04. Mary Had A Little Lamb (3 13)
05. Tin Pan Alley (11 11)
06. Pride And Joy (4 52)
07. Texas Flood (11 14)
08. Band Introduction (1 39)
09. Cold Shot (4 31)
10. The Things (That) I Used To Do (5 11)
11. Couldn’t Stand The Weather (4 16)
12. Stang’s Swang (2 47)
13. Testify (4 24)
14. Band Introduction (1 33)
15. Rude Mood (3 52)
16. Scuttle Buttin’ (2 50)
all rights reserved to Stevie Ray Vaughan , this video is for entertainment purposes only, i own nothing !
Ahhh, Stevie Ray, the master, my guru Charlie Wallace’s favorite picker, surely – and who can argue with that?