A Southbound Train

       Warning!! There’s a political commentary on the tracks ahead! All Aboard!!

     Please just give it a read, and a lot of thought.

     Have an American kind of day,

  Jake.

 

A Southbound Train

When I climbed aboard that southbound train

I was headin’ back, to America’s roots

I was wearin’ jeans and a flannel shirt

and I’d traded my shoes for boots.

‘Cause down-home country livin’

is how it’s supposed to be.

Where a truck and a gun and a good ol’ dog

tells a man he’s livin’ free.

*

No, I don’t need no politicians

to tell me how I should act

I was born and raised in America

and I love her, and that’s a fact.

I served her in my youthful prime

and swore to protect the rights,

provided us all by our Maker,

and protected by those who’d fight.

*

Yeah, but America is changin’ now

and not one bit for good

we send the weak to Washington

where the strong, once proudly stood.

Yes, men of moral courage

and defenders of the common cause

led us through uncertain times

and they did so, without pause.

*

So I’m ridin’ on that southbound train

lookin’ for the USA

no, not the one I’m seein’ now

but, the one from yesterday.

Where a person is free to live their life

in a manner suited just to them

and they are free to worship

and not afraid to shout “Amen”!

*

So, that is why I’m on this train

headin’ south til I cross the line,

that takes me back to an America

where liberty’s light still shines.

Where I’m gonna find my independence,

gonna get me a huntin’ pup,

and I’m gonna have a rifle racked

in the window of my pickup truck.

*

Yeah, that’s why I climbed aboard this train

I’m lookin’ for America’s past

where freedom still lives in every heart

and will, til we’ve breathed our last.

So many have died to keep us free

and to save our blessed rights,

and we owe it to them who’ve gone before

not to give up without a fight.

*

So now, “We the People of the United States”

must once again take a stand,

against the wave of tyranny

that’s spreadin’ out across our land.

But, we must shout with a single voice

We will not be ignored!”

There is freedom on this southbound train,

and we need you, “All Aboard”!

*

Yes, the southbound train is just a metaphor

for a return to simpler times,

and while there are no rails or trestles

there are surely, warning signs.

But, elections are what drive this engine

and we the people are the engineers,

the Constitution provides for freedom’s fuel

and we can’t let them make it disappear.

*

It is not just a piece of parchment

to be trifled with on a whim,

it’s the formula for Democracy

and without it, our future’s grim.

Don’t let them tear our nation down

the greedy, and the vain,

join me now you patriots

and get on board the southbound train!

***

Jack Downing

Apr. 2014

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Pray For Me

     Just a little thought (and request) on a Sunday morning. I hope that all is well in your little corner of the world and that you will read and enjoy the following.

     Oh, and please don’t get the wrong idea from it, it is a hypothetical situation and in no way represents my state of (physical) health.. 

     May God bless us all,

Jake.

The Martha Mary Chapel, Sudbury Massachusetts.

The Martha Mary Chapel, Sudbury Massachusetts.

PRAY FOR ME

When you go to church

on Sunday,

and you’re prayin’

for those who sin,

pray for me, pray for me,

and pray for me again.

*

‘Cause it seems to me

the sinful things,

they’ve always tasted

oh, so fine.

So pray for me, pray for me,

then pray just one more time.

*

And I know these things

will hurt me,

they’ll hurt me

bad someday.

So pray for me, pray for me,

pray they don’t take my soul away.

*

So when you go to church

on Sunday,

and you’re prayin’

for those who sin,

pray for me, pray for me,

and pray for me again.

*

Of all the pleasures

of this world,

you know I’ve had

my share.

Pray for me, pray for me,

then say, another prayer.

*

Yes, I’ve tasted

of the fruits,

growin’ on

forbidden trees.

Pray for me, pray for me,

pray these eyes may someday see.

*

Now, they say my time’s

upon me,

and my Maker

I’ll soon meet.

Pray for me, pray for me,

pray He’ll have for me, a seat.

*

So when you go to church

on Sunday,

and you’re prayin’

for those who sin.

Pray for me, pray for me,

and pray again, He’ll take me in!

***

Jack Downing

May 2011

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I’d Rather Be Wealthy

     I think a little humor may be in order for a spring, winter, winter/ spring day. The following is tongue-in-cheek, but I still would like to hit that jackpot..

    Have a wonderful Thursday everyone,

Jake.

What's it going to be, blonde, brunette or redhead?

What’s it going to be,
blonde, brunette or redhead?

  

I’d Rather Be Wealthy

I’d rather be wealthy

than handsome,

yes, I’ll take the money

all right.

‘Cause a bag full of money

hides a whole lot of ugly

when she is looking

for her Mr. Right.

*

So no, I won’t be

the very best looking,

nor will I possess

a great bod.

But when she gets a look

at my bankbook,

I’ll look as handsome

as a mythic Greek god.

*

Oh, they say that you cannot

buy happiness,

and that your beauty

it comes from within.

But I’ll be one

happy camper,

when some big jackpot

I win.

*

Then I’ll have my pick

of the ladies,

and oh how, they’ll flock

to my side.

Then I’ll pick and choose

who will win and who’ll lose,

and perhaps heads or tails

will decide.

*

So, I’d rather be wealthy

than handsome,

yes, I’ll take the money

all right.

‘Cause a bag full of money

attracts a whole lot of pretty,

especially the shallow

and trite.

***

Jack Downing

Mar. 2014

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T-Shirts Supporting The Wounded Warrior Project

     

HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY..

HAPPY SAINT PATRICK’S DAY..

     As I mentioned in yesterday’s blog, I have contacted the Malden, Mass. (02148) Irish American club concerning the T-shirt availability and I received a very nice e-mail response from Rick O’Sullivan of the Veteran’s Committee at the club (see below) whose e-mail address is membership@maldenirishamerican.org. As you will see there are still T-Shirts available in support of a valiant and honorable cause… Our returning vets.. $10.00 is a small amount for the service they provided. We tip our restaurant servers more than that for good service, don’t we?

    I’m sure Rick would love to hear from you. Thanks for reading.

Jake.

Proud sponsors of the Wounded Warrior Project

Proud sponsors of the
Wounded Warrior Project

Hi Jake and thanks for sending the email. I am sorry I did not get it until this morning as we had a time at the club last night and got home too late. For the past few years we have dedicated the monies raised from the sales of the tee shirts on St. Patrick’s Day to help the returning service men and women and their families by supporting the Wounded Warrior Project. As a veteran myself I cant think of a better way to support our veterans especially with all of the cuts that our politicians are taking away from them. We do have more tee shirts available and we are also holding a few raffles as we want to raise more for these heroes this year than last year. Once again thanks for purchasing a shirt and feel free to mention us in your blog if you want. We have an open house today at the club to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day 
 
Slainte
 
Rick O’Sullivan
Membership Committee 
Veterans Committee

 

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The Veteran’s Shame

     Today, March 17th, marks the actual date that is traditionally celebrated as Saint Patrick’s Day. Below you will see the back panel of the T-shirt that is sold ($10.00 US) by the Malden, Massachusetts Irish American Club* in support of the “Wounded Warrior Project”, as illustrated on the left breast and sleeve of the shirt in the second photo below.**

HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY..

HAPPY SAINT PATRICK’S DAY..

Proud sponsors of the Wounded Warrior Project

Proud sponsors of the
Wounded Warrior Project

     So, with that in mind, the following poem is more of a reflection on the state of veteran’s affairs in our political arena than that of  the Saint Patrick’s Day celebration.

     I hope and pray that we will pause today during our parties and give a
“thank you for your service” to any service member past and present that you may encounter. And please remember that there are those who are in need of help from the nation that they have served.

     Happy St. Patrick’s Day to you all,

Jake.

*I have attempted to contact the club to find out it they still had the t-shirts available in case any of you would be interested in purchasing a shirt, but have yet to receive a response from them. If I do hear from them I will post their website as soon as possible.

**The colors shown in the photos are not indicative of the vividness of the shirts themselves, but rather of the ineptness of the photographer.. Yours truly. 

J.

The Veteran’s Shame

In darkness and in solitude

the veteran feels the shame,

no, not that of which

his duty brought,

while fanning freedom’s

flame.

No, his shame is for his country

the one he loved so well,

and proudly served

with head held high,

and which now, has gone

to hell!

Forgotten now, his service seems

by those who make the wars,

and his honor besmirched

through empty words,

they spew out by

the scores.

He did not serve for glory’s sake

he did not serve for gold,

his service was out

of love for her,

but now, it seems her love’s

gone cold!

He asks not, for riches

nor more than he deserves,

he only asks respect

in turn,

from a nation

proudly served.

Now he is not alone in shame

as his brothers and sisters too,

now know the taste

of bitterness,

that out of Congress

grew.

For they think only of themselves

and the votes they need to stay,

in that privileged,

elitist class,

they created one dark

day.

No more are we, the common man

served by those whom we elect,

and the veteran knows that

all too well,

and is ashamed

he’s lost respect.

***

Jack Downing

Feb. 2014

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Saint Paddy’s Day

     This one is from last year, and I still get a chuckle out of it, thinking about the inspiration for it. For five years, when I worked in South Boston, (U.S. Postal Zip Code 02127) Mass. I was privileged to experience St. Patrick’s Day at its best. On the day of the St. Patrick’s Day parade everyone in “Southie” is Irish regardless of your heritage.. If you are fortunate enough to be there today, ‘Cead Mile Failte’ .. A thousand welcomes..            

But now, here’s a bit of a Bonus

              ~~~~~~

      Now, Irish you’ll be

      til the hours are wee

      and you’ll speak with a brogue

      just wait and see.

     For you cannot resist

     the charm and the beer.

     And you’ll be Irish again,

     this same time next year!

              ~~~~~~

Jake.

The Three Leaves of the Shamrock Faith, Hope, and Charity. Google search result

The Three Leaves of the Shamrock
Faith, Hope, and Charity.
Google search result

 

Saint Paddy’s Day

 As sure as Saint Patrick

did drive out the snakes,

an Irishman raises

a glass and partakes,

of a drink to his name

and is likely to pray,

whilst wearin’ the green

on Saint Paddy’s Day.

*

Oh, for sure they’ll all come

the O’Briens and Sheas

McCormicks, Delaneys,

and Casey and Hayes.

The O’Tooles and O’Rourkes

will come out no doubt,

and all in fine voice

once whetted, with stout.

*

While the Donnellys and Conleys

Byrons and Dalys,

will all get their tune-ups

with shots of the Bailey’s.

But, ’tis not just the Irish

who’ll be wearin’ the green,

if you give a close look

you’ll see what I mean.

*

There are Guidos and Pablos

and a few we’ll call “ski”

a Sven and a Yuri,

wearin’ green now, you see.

There are Grecians and Romans

and even some from Cathay,

but, all of them Irish

on Saint Paddy’s Day.

*

Just imagine the brogues

you’ll be likely to hear,

from Rubinowitz or Rahjib

when full of green beer!

But one thing’s for certain

once they’ve gone their own way,

they’ll be Irish once more,

come Saint Paddy’s Day.

***

Jack Downing

Feb. 2013

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Irish Toast

     To continue on with the Saint Patrick’s Day theme, here is one Irishman’s wish for the day!

                                        ♣♣♣♣♣

May you gain good fortune and be free of the bad.

Know only the good times and never the sad.

And may your smiles be many and your frowns, but a few.

And may you keep your arse seated, when your round is due!

                                        ♣♣♣♣♣

Have a safe and wonderful weekend everyone!

Jake.

Drink up lads

Drink up lads and lassies.
It’s St. Paddy’s Day weekend

 Irish Toast

 Here’s to your luck

and here’s to your health

and may only the good,

come to you.

~

May you live out your years

without worries or fears

and may you pick up the tab,

when we’re through!!

***

Jack Downing

Jan. 2012

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