Hanging out with friends and kids from church, I saw their fathers come home dirty and sweaty and smelly... and I admired them for it because I knew it meant they had been working hard to make something tangible, something with lasting impact--whether they'd been tilling a field, carrying around heavy bricks, framing a house, or fixing a broken car... because it doesn't matter how educated or even brilliant you are if you have no place to live, no food to buy, or no way to get to your high-paying desk job 30 miles away.Dang skippy! Head over and check out what set FBL off-- someone doing something useful to help kids!
A former sailor's ramblings on anything from family, country and Church through general geek-ness. (sorry about the older posts being misformated-technical difficulties)
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Honorable Work
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Thanks for the link!
Sorry I didn't notice it sooner--I forgot about Technorati backtracks and hadn't checked them since I started blogging gain.
*grin* No worries! It was a pleasure to read!
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