Monday, August 31, 2009
Ethan, here's another fun dog video
Do everything you can to help your Mommy with Caleb... I love you, Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Call me sometime and tell me about Caleb: 931-598-9160.
Lord, bless my two sweet grandsons and strengthen their Mommy for all the work she has to do in taking care of her baby boys. Fill these little boys with Your Holy Spirit and put a hedge of protection around them, in Jesus Name... AMEN and AMEN!
Saturday, August 22, 2009
DOG is GOD spelled backwards
Your Great Aunt Mimzie sent me this song/video/truth... you know how I love dogs... especially my VLD (Very Large Dog) Baxter (double click on the video so you can view it full screen on YouTube):
I love you, BIG Brother Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Call me and tell me about Caleb... I'll bet he sleeps alot?
Lord thank you for Ethan and Caleb... put a hedge of protection around them and their family... what a blessing they are to me!
I love you, BIG Brother Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Call me and tell me about Caleb... I'll bet he sleeps alot?
Lord thank you for Ethan and Caleb... put a hedge of protection around them and their family... what a blessing they are to me!
Welcome, Caleb Bradley Dail!
Play this video while reading about Caleb Bradley Dail
CONGRATULATIONS, Ethan, your baby brother, Caleb Bradley Dail just arrived TODAY!I just got this email from your Daddy:
Just wanted to let you know that Caleb was born this morning @12:12am. Mom and Caleb are doing great. She successfully gave birth by VBAC. He was 8 lbs 4 oz & 20 inches long with a full head of brown hair. The hospital has wireless internet so as soon as we download some pictures we will send them to you.
Here's your Mommy, your Daddy, Baby Caleb and BIG Brother Ethan
Ooooh-Rahhh... 10 fingers... 10 toes!
Ethan, can you guess who this bushy-haired baby is?... it's your
Mommy and that's me holding her... everyone had hair back then!
How exciting to have a brother, Ethan!... you can help your Mommy with Caleb. You'll really like having a brother... my brother Chris and I have been really good friends for 60 years.
Ethan, can you guess who this bushy-haired baby is?... it's yourMommy and that's me holding her... everyone had hair back then!
I hope you won't mind sharing your blog with your little brother?
I love you, Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS: Please call me and tell me all about Caleb: 931-598-9160.
Lord, thank you for Caleb's safe delivery... please bless this precious soul all the days of his life and may he come to know Jesus as his Lord and Savior. Be with his Mommy and give her a speedy recovery and strength for all the hard work that lies ahead. Thank you for my two healthy grandsons... You have truly blessed me even though it's long distance... In Jesus' Name I pray... AMEN and AMEN!
Friday, August 21, 2009
Newspaper clippings about your Great Granddaddy
Ethan, your great uncle Chris Mauldin just sent me some 70+ year old newspaper clippings about your Great Granddaddy Mauldin (he was my Daddy and the great-great grandson of Col. James Drane, the Mississippi Senator whose house I did a post about several months ago). You'll see that during his college days my Daddy was called Drane Mauldin... it wasn't until he entered the Marine Corps that folks started calling him Jim. These clippings are a little hard to read but if you click on the image, it will enlarge it so it's a little easier to read.
If you compare this picture of Daddy in college with the picture I sent yesterday, it's easy to see that it's the same person.
Have a great day, little man, I love you!
Granddaddy
PS. Please call me sometime 931-598-9160
Lord, bless my little guy today... may Ethan always flow in Your perfect will!
If you compare this picture of Daddy in college with the picture I sent yesterday, it's easy to see that it's the same person.
Have a great day, little man, I love you!Granddaddy
PS. Please call me sometime 931-598-9160
Lord, bless my little guy today... may Ethan always flow in Your perfect will!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Ethan, here's a picture of your Great Granddaddy
Ethan, this is a picture of your Great Granddaddy Jim Mauldin (J. D. Drane Mauldin; May 31, 1916 - August 4, 1999). He was my Daddy and your Mommy's Granddaddy. This picture was taken when he was about 40 years old... about 1956 when I was 10 years old. I have some other pictures of him that I'll post for you when I can get them scanned... some of those pictures your Mommy may even remember.
Daddy was an Eagle Scout which is probably one of the reasons why he decided to work professionally for the Boy Scouts of America. He was born in McCool, Mississippi and went to Mississippi State University (1934 - 1938) where he majored in agriculture and was a star on the track team. His best event was the quarter mile (440 yards) which is a VERY difficult race because of it's length and the necessity to sprint the entire distance. His best time was within one second of the world record in 1938 (47.2 seconds). He was invited to the Olympic tryouts (Pan American Games) but couldn't afford to go because of the Great Depression.
Daddy raced and beat Glenn Cunningham in the quarter mile. Cunningham was considered by many to be the greatest American miler of all time. The story of Cunningham's life is very inspiring...
Cunningham's legs were very badly burned in a schoolhouse fire when he was eight and his brother Floyd was ten. Floyd died in the schoolhouse. When the doctors recommended amputating Glenn's legs, he was so distressed his parents wouldn't allow it. The doctors predicted he might never walk normally again. He had lost all the flesh on his knees and shins and all the toes on his left foot. Also, his transverse arch was practically destroyed. However, his great determination, coupled with the hours of massages given him by his parents, enabled him to gradually regain the ability to walk and to proceed to run. It was in the early summer of 1919 when he first tried to walk again, roughly two years after the accident. He had a positive attitude as well as a strong religious faith. His favorite Bible verse was Isaiah 40:31: "But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint."
Daddy went on to get a Masters Degree in Fish and Wildlife Management at Texas A & M University in College Station, Texas. After he got his Masters he taught school in McClellanville, South Carolina (1939 - 1941). When World War II broke out in late 1941, Daddy joined the Marine Corps and served for nearly 4 years in the South Pacific commanding an anti-aircraft artillery battery... the gun looked like this:
His marines shot down a Japanese kamikaze which looked like this one.
His marines shooting down that suicide bomber probably saved scores of American lives. This is a picture of the aircraft carrier Essex right after it was hit by a kamikaze:
During the war he married my Mama - your Great Grandmother - on December 15, 1943 in La Jolla, California. These are pictures of "Marty" (Martha Ann Davenport Mauldin; September 21, 1920 - February 24, 2006) taken when your Mommy was about your age (circa Christmas, 1980)... in these pictures, Mama's about my age or a little younger (60 or 61). In the bottom two pictures she's in the house that I built for your Mommy in Waynesville, North Carolina.
My Mama was my #1 fan... I sure do miss her.
Did your baby brother/sister arrive yet? How 'bout your hummingbird feeder?... mine has about 4 hummers that "fight" and feed all day long. Have you had a chance to grow any sprouts?... I've got a batch growing right now.
I love you, Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Give me a call sometime: 931-598-9160
Lord, I lift up this precious little boy to you and ask that you would bless him mightily today... teach him to listen to that still small voice which is the Holy Spirit.
Daddy was an Eagle Scout which is probably one of the reasons why he decided to work professionally for the Boy Scouts of America. He was born in McCool, Mississippi and went to Mississippi State University (1934 - 1938) where he majored in agriculture and was a star on the track team. His best event was the quarter mile (440 yards) which is a VERY difficult race because of it's length and the necessity to sprint the entire distance. His best time was within one second of the world record in 1938 (47.2 seconds). He was invited to the Olympic tryouts (Pan American Games) but couldn't afford to go because of the Great Depression.Daddy raced and beat Glenn Cunningham in the quarter mile. Cunningham was considered by many to be the greatest American miler of all time. The story of Cunningham's life is very inspiring...
Cunningham's legs were very badly burned in a schoolhouse fire when he was eight and his brother Floyd was ten. Floyd died in the schoolhouse. When the doctors recommended amputating Glenn's legs, he was so distressed his parents wouldn't allow it. The doctors predicted he might never walk normally again. He had lost all the flesh on his knees and shins and all the toes on his left foot. Also, his transverse arch was practically destroyed. However, his great determination, coupled with the hours of massages given him by his parents, enabled him to gradually regain the ability to walk and to proceed to run. It was in the early summer of 1919 when he first tried to walk again, roughly two years after the accident. He had a positive attitude as well as a strong religious faith. His favorite Bible verse was Isaiah 40:31: "But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint."
Daddy went on to get a Masters Degree in Fish and Wildlife Management at Texas A & M University in College Station, Texas. After he got his Masters he taught school in McClellanville, South Carolina (1939 - 1941). When World War II broke out in late 1941, Daddy joined the Marine Corps and served for nearly 4 years in the South Pacific commanding an anti-aircraft artillery battery... the gun looked like this:
His marines shot down a Japanese kamikaze which looked like this one.
His marines shooting down that suicide bomber probably saved scores of American lives. This is a picture of the aircraft carrier Essex right after it was hit by a kamikaze:
During the war he married my Mama - your Great Grandmother - on December 15, 1943 in La Jolla, California. These are pictures of "Marty" (Martha Ann Davenport Mauldin; September 21, 1920 - February 24, 2006) taken when your Mommy was about your age (circa Christmas, 1980)... in these pictures, Mama's about my age or a little younger (60 or 61). In the bottom two pictures she's in the house that I built for your Mommy in Waynesville, North Carolina.
My Mama was my #1 fan... I sure do miss her.Did your baby brother/sister arrive yet? How 'bout your hummingbird feeder?... mine has about 4 hummers that "fight" and feed all day long. Have you had a chance to grow any sprouts?... I've got a batch growing right now.
I love you, Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Give me a call sometime: 931-598-9160
Lord, I lift up this precious little boy to you and ask that you would bless him mightily today... teach him to listen to that still small voice which is the Holy Spirit.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Ethan, aren't these flowers BEAUTIFUL!?
I love you, beautiful boy,
Granddaddy
PS. Please call me sometime: 931-598-9160
Lord, I am so thankful for the joy that Ethan has brought into my life... please put a hedge of protection around him and his Mommy and Daddy... and his new baby brother/sister.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Here's a fun video...
Ethan, have your Mommy or Daddy explain to you what a ventriloquist does by throwing his voice to his "dummy." Terry Fator (in the video, below) won "America's Got Talent" several years ago and one of his puppets was a turtle who sounded like Kermit the Frog. In this video the turtle sings a Louis Armstrong song called What a Wonderful World (one of my very favorites because it makes me think of you). When you watch the video, remember Terry is doing all the voices while impersonating the sound of both Kermit's voice and Louis' voice... Terry is REALLY amazing!
Here's Kermit the Frog:
Here's Louis Armstrong (aka "Shatchmo"):
I love you, Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Call me sometime: 931-598-9160.
Lord, thank you for Ethan Dail... please bless him and give him a wonderful learning experience today!
Here's Kermit the Frog:
Here's Louis Armstrong (aka "Shatchmo"):
I love you, Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Call me sometime: 931-598-9160.
Lord, thank you for Ethan Dail... please bless him and give him a wonderful learning experience today!
Some good advice...
Ethan, Craig Buis an old friend of mine from Tulsa sent me this little story today... it' pretty good advice:
SAND AND STONE
Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument and one friend slapped the other one on the face.
The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything wrote in the sand, "Today my best friend slapped me on the face."
They kept on walking until they found an oasis and decided to take a bath.
The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning but his friend saved him.
After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone, "Today my best friend saved my life."
The one who had slapped his friend and then saved him from drowning asked, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now you write on a stone... Why!?"
The friend replied, "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where the winds of forgiveness can erase it away but when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."
Ethan, we should all learn to write our hurts in the sand and to carve the good things in stone... it's even Scriptural... Matthew 18:23-25.
I love you baby, boy,
Granddaddy
PS. Please call me sometime: 931-598-9160.
"Lord, please BLESS my sweet Grandson mightily today and let him know how much his Granddaddy loves him. AMEN!"
SAND AND STONE
Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument and one friend slapped the other one on the face.
The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything wrote in the sand, "Today my best friend slapped me on the face."
They kept on walking until they found an oasis and decided to take a bath.
The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning but his friend saved him.
After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone, "Today my best friend saved my life."The one who had slapped his friend and then saved him from drowning asked, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now you write on a stone... Why!?"
The friend replied, "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where the winds of forgiveness can erase it away but when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."
Ethan, we should all learn to write our hurts in the sand and to carve the good things in stone... it's even Scriptural... Matthew 18:23-25.
I love you baby, boy,Granddaddy
PS. Please call me sometime: 931-598-9160.
"Lord, please BLESS my sweet Grandson mightily today and let him know how much his Granddaddy loves him. AMEN!"
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Your heavenly Father
This video (click on the image) is my gift to you today, Ethan... I love you, Granddaddy
Friday, August 7, 2009
Two of my favorite songs
Howdy, Ethan... I thought I'd let you listen to a couple of my favorite songs. The first song was originally featured in the movie Wizard of Oz... it's called "Somewhere Over the Rainbow"... the fellow that sings this version looks like he is a Samoan from Hawaii (he plays a ukelele)... 
I like his arrangement and I think it's a really cool song... how do you like it, baby boy?:
I remember the morning of February 4, 1959 (over 50 years ago... ugh!) when we lived in Macon, Georgia... I was 12 years old and had just started listening to rock and roll on the radio. It was a VERY cold morning for central Georgia and there was no heat on the school bus. The bus stopped to pick up John Nutting. John lived across the road from Sambo Jones, a boy I was in the Boy Scouts with. This is Sambo's house... it looks like a Southern mansion, doesn't it? During the summer we would ride Sambo's horses without a saddle or bridle in the field behind this house. The horses' pasture was on the way home from the Hollis' swimming pool just up the road where we swam every summer:
John got on the bus and and told everybody that Buddy Holly had been killed in a plane crash the night before. We were all devastated because Buddy was so young (22) and wrote/sang such great songs. Here's one of my favorite Buddy Holly songs (one of the members of his band, the "Crickets," was a fellow named Joe B. Mauldin):
Well, I hope you enjoyed those two favorites of mine.
Let me know how your sprout growing is coming along? Do you like sprouts?... your Mommy and I do!
I love you, Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Call me sometime 931-598-9160.
I like his arrangement and I think it's a really cool song... how do you like it, baby boy?:I remember the morning of February 4, 1959 (over 50 years ago... ugh!) when we lived in Macon, Georgia... I was 12 years old and had just started listening to rock and roll on the radio. It was a VERY cold morning for central Georgia and there was no heat on the school bus. The bus stopped to pick up John Nutting. John lived across the road from Sambo Jones, a boy I was in the Boy Scouts with. This is Sambo's house... it looks like a Southern mansion, doesn't it? During the summer we would ride Sambo's horses without a saddle or bridle in the field behind this house. The horses' pasture was on the way home from the Hollis' swimming pool just up the road where we swam every summer:
John got on the bus and and told everybody that Buddy Holly had been killed in a plane crash the night before. We were all devastated because Buddy was so young (22) and wrote/sang such great songs. Here's one of my favorite Buddy Holly songs (one of the members of his band, the "Crickets," was a fellow named Joe B. Mauldin):Well, I hope you enjoyed those two favorites of mine.
Let me know how your sprout growing is coming along? Do you like sprouts?... your Mommy and I do!
I love you, Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Call me sometime 931-598-9160.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
I love trains...
Ethan, although I don't remember them, these steam locomotive engines were still running when I was born in 1946. Your great-great granddaddy, William Joseph Davenport, worked for the Missouri Pacific Railroad in the early 1900s. 
He was my Mama's daddy and died when he was very young in 1925. I think he was 36 when he got sick. Trains are very different today because they are run by diesel electric engines but I'm still fascinated by them... I never complain when I have to stop for one coming through Cowan, Tennessee which is near were I live. I hope you enjoy this video.
Ethan, a friend just sent me this link about baby hummingbirds... they are so tiny... thank you, Lord for reveling Your Glory and Majesty through these amazing little birds (click on the picture of the baby hummer to see all the pictures):
I love you, Ethan,
Granddaddy
PS. Call me sometime 931-598-9160.
He was my Mama's daddy and died when he was very young in 1925. I think he was 36 when he got sick. Trains are very different today because they are run by diesel electric engines but I'm still fascinated by them... I never complain when I have to stop for one coming through Cowan, Tennessee which is near were I live. I hope you enjoy this video.Ethan, a friend just sent me this link about baby hummingbirds... they are so tiny... thank you, Lord for reveling Your Glory and Majesty through these amazing little birds (click on the picture of the baby hummer to see all the pictures):
I love you, Ethan,Granddaddy
PS. Call me sometime 931-598-9160.
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