The highway of life comes to an end. When your on the ramp at the light waiting for it to change, reflect on how far you came, what you avoided and what you couldn’t. — Jah-mul Gordon
This quote is from the videographer producing the Kickstarter video for The Original Journal, which will be premiering this summer. He is really wise, talented, and cool. The Original Journal is lucky to have him on our team.
Journal Your Journey
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Eddie Price (90 years old), WWII veteran. Fought at the Battle of Normandy.
He dictated to me what to write in The Original Journal. He was volunteering at Golden Corral soliciting donations to Camp Corral, which serves children (ages 8 to 15) of brave military service members who have been injured or fallen protecting our freedom. I spoke to Eddie about my father’s service as a Marine in the Korean War. I told him my dad was at the Chosin Reservoir and he paused and then said, “They had it rough there.”
There is such a deep beauty to veterans, probably because they have seen the ravage of war. Eddie was very kind and took a photo with my son.
I explained to my five year old son that he would understand the significance of meeting Eddie later when he learned more about history. At the same time, Eddie was sweet with my son calling him by name. My phone died right in the middle of a video journal signing with Eddie. I was disappointed but technology does not always cooperate with the human side of things.
Eddie didn’t say right away he fought at Normandy. He simply said he was in France during the war. He later divulged that after thanking my father and offering his sympathies for what my father went through at the Chosin Reservoir. I felt that was very kind and noble.
Here’s Eddie’s dictated journal signing. I would certainly say Eddie is an original with an incredible story.
Eddie Price, WWII vet, 90 years young
I’m sorry you dad had to go through the Chosin Reservoir, they were called the Frozen Chosen. I appreciate what your dad did for us.
I served in the Army in WWII and was in the Battle for Normandy. I’m now 90 years old and having to slow down and thank you for doing this book.
Such a joy meeting you this morning in the Golden Corral parking lot — My hubby (Earl) and I are here to celebrate our 45th high school reunion – We met in the 9th grade and after 44 years of marriage it’s great to see old friends and family this weekend. When this book is published I want a signed copy — “Marjorie”
Hugs and blessings to you and may Our Lord Bless You.
Earl & Marjorie
May 22, 2015
Truly a random visit!
I was man-ing a community garage sale booth (I am trying to declutter my life so I can focus on what really matters — family, book projects, and art, plus I am bit of a hoarder as you must know I have all my journals) at the Golden Corral this morning and a couple perused the lone three parking lot booths. They smiled and walked towards the big grey RV that was parked at the end of the parking lot. I had noticed the RV as I have many of my own memories of traveling in an RV as a child. We spent many summers in our RV traveling.
I said hello and asked them if it was their RV. I struck up a conversation with the couple and learned they were back in town for their 45th high school reunion. They met when in the 9th grade and still are clearly in love. Earl told me he went to Northwestern and majored in mechanical engineering. Marjorie shared she grew up on a farm in Eastern North Carolina. People are so darn interesting. That is my favorite part of the journal as it is a way to meet people and talk to strangers. I asked them to sign the journal and explained the three rules. Marjorie paged through the book and commented she liked the yellow butterfly. And that is the page she signed on, as did Earl.
Everyone has a story! What’s your’s?
Photo shoot of Marjorie and Earl page in The Original Journal.
Welcome to Back Door Thursday on The Original Journal, where the uncensored is celebrated. The Back Door is Not Rated and the other door to the journal.
Meet Nick, a horny college kid who tells it how it is:
My life is a constant horny sexual conquest at least in my head my life is like “Animal House” but really my life is like a caged animal. I feel as if I’m being watched by strange people and I’m ready to come out of my cage and attack those who put me in there. This is what I like to call the life of a college student. We are suppose to be adults but we are nothing but animals.