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Customs agent leads ‘double life’

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The following comes directly from the front page of the “PEOPLE” Section of the Cherokeean/Herald (Rusk, Tex.), Vol. 150, No. 10, Ed. 1 Thursday, April 29, 1999 Page: 9 and 10 of 16. I’ve included attachments of the original article, by Mrs. Wanda Rawls, and Terrie Gonzales. The only changes to the original article were a few very minor grammer and sentence structure alterations. It’s been a real joy and privalidge to bring back this story, essentially an article more or less buried and forgotten by time, as most things are. Sometimes it just takes a little digging and dusting off to let pieces such as these shine once again; at least for a small group of subscribers & followers to this blog.

If each reader, after reading this, could “share” using the buttons below the article, it could breathe some life back into this well written piece by Wanda Rawls and Terrie Gonzales of the Cherokeean Herald, of Cherokee County, based out of Rusk, Texas.

Enjoy!

– ASBT Chief Editor, youngest son of Larry William McLendon,
Jonathan L. McLendon



CUSTOMS AGENT LEADS ‘DOUBLE LIFE’

Larry McLendon commutes to Houston as a narcotics investigator.

– By Wanda Rawls

The scene on an Austin street in 1981 could have been lifted from a Hollywood movie, the drug dealer sitting the back seat of the sedan, picked up a gun and yelled, “Larry, I’m going to kill you!”

The scene was not a movie but a chapter from the real life of Larry McLendon.

“Suddenly I felt the cold metal of a Browning automatic against my head. The hammer was back, and the safety was off. I knew that the slightest pressure from his finger would mean the end for me… (And) I wasn’t ready to die.”

In the next split second, the driver of the car, a DPS narcotics officer, let go of the steering wheel and turned in his seat he grabbed the weapon. Larrreeacted equally as fast, and he lodged his thumb behind the hammer of the gun and wrestled it free.

That day stands out in Larry McLendon’s mind, as he reflects on a law enforcement career spanning 29 years with service to the DEA, U.S. Customs, and DPS.

“At that point in my life, I didn’t think I needed anyone. I was young and considered myself to be bulletproof and invincible.”

These days, he compartmentalizes his life between work and family, and he’s placed a 160-mile space between the two. Each Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday, he drives round-trip to Houston, where he works as a narcotics investigator for the United States Customs Service. Drug smuggling, money laundering, weapons technology and pornography are all in a day’s work for Larry in his Houston office.

However, as the sun goes down, he hurried home to Rusk from the Houston rat race so he can spend several evenings a week at the softball diamonds. Larry volunteers as an assistant coach for two teams and an eight-year-old and 10-year-old who call him, “dad.”

Throughout his law enforcement career, Larry has found himself involved in dangerous situations involving high-profile cases. Perhaps one of his most famous cases involved John DeLorean, who designed and manufactured the stainless steel, the space-aged car featured in the Hollywood movie, Back to the Future. Mr. DeLorean found himself in financial straits when he allegedly hit upon the idea to save his company by smuggling large amounts of cocaine into the US.

“During the arrest of the former General Motors executive, I helped set up the recording of the video equipment and the audio equipment in the hotel room proceeding DeLorean’s arrival,” said Larry.

“After Delorean had flown into LA that morning, we picked him up and brought him to the room,” he recalled.

A suitcase containing 55lbs of coke, with a street value of almost $1.5 million, sat in a closet as Mr. DeLorean offered a champagne toast to his new “business partners.”

“It’s better than gold,” DeLorean declared, referring to the profit he thought he was going to make for his struggling car manufacturing company. His drug “buyers” turned out to be undercover agents, and they videotaped the whole procedure. Larry saw the drama unfold through the eye of a camera lens.

“We thought we had enough evidence to convict him was a very intricate case, but it eventually resulted in an acquittal,” Larry said.

Mr. Delorean claimed “entrapment” as a defense, and the courts threw the case out.”

In another high-profile case before the DeLorean bust, Customs agents picked up more than a ton of cocaine, representing one of the agency’s most significant cases.

“The shipment of cocaine came in from South America. The dope was inside supposedly being returned. They had a unique way of inserting cocaine inside a round cylinder. If someone probed it, chances were good that they would get chlorine gas.”

Good intelligence and hard work paid off resulting in a near-record haul of cocaine which never hit the streets.

In yet another undercover job involving a speed lab, Larry again found himself in a gun battle which, again, nearly cost him his life.

“We received a search warrant on a methamphetamine “speed” lab,” Larry said. “I was shot at from close range with a .357 Magnum. It was an unusually dark and dreary night. I saw fire jump a couple of feet out of the barrel of that .357 Magnum, coming straight toward me.

I was actually surprised when I didn’t feel anything, realizing I had not **(been shot). After the fireworks were finally over, the felon had been wounded.” The emotions which follow a shootout with the bad guys are overpowering. “During those times, you’re scared,” Larry said. “There’s no question; you’re scared. (Additionally,) you don’t have time to think about it. (However,) after it’s over, that’s when the real scare sets in.” Most of Larry’s hair-raising tales occurred between his mid 20’s and the age of 35. “This time in my life was an age when men seemed to take more chances. ] I’ve been in numerous situations where there was gunfire exchange, people wounded and sometimes killed.”

Despite the “tough guy” image Larry projects as an undercover agent, he admits to being a “white knuckled” flyer. Just recently he flew to the Federal Law Enforcement Training Center in Brunswick, GA., to instruct a seminar. Most federal officers receive some training at this location. The FBI and DEA have their respective school, but most other federal protective services are trained there. With the passage of time, Larry has begun to reflect and re-live some of those dangerous moments. Along the way, he discovered he had a “silent partner” he never knew.

“I realized that God was watching over me during those times, which happened when I was lost, had never trusted Christ as my Savior. I now realize that God had his hand on me. Otherwise, I would not be alive today,” he said.

He admits that his job took an emotional toll on him along the way.

“I became negative over the years after working the highway and seeing all the accidents with people getting hurt and killed. Other people died because they were used by higher-up criminals who make their money from drugs. As a result, (the job) became a negative thing from 1970 to 1983.”

Sometime in 1983, Larry said he hit “the lowest point in my life” with stress and pent-up emotions. The problem was that I didn’t know God had a plan for my life. I was seeking something, but was unable to find it – I didn’t even know what I was searching for. I had gone into this (career) with altruistic reasons, but they were not enough to sustain me through all that I would be exposed. I didn’t know there was a god in heaven who loved me and wanted to me to give him my life. So as good as my motives were, it was not enough,” he said.

“In 1983, I finally realized that I needed something outside of myself; something was missing.

When Jakie (his wife) and I became saved, two days apart, it made a great difference in our lives,” he said. “If I were now doing the job that I was doing earlier, I would do it differently. I now approach things from the standpoint that I can trust God to show me what to do and to be a good testimony to others. So many people that I have come in contact with, in law enforcement, are unaware that God is our Savior. So many of them need what I have now. So I try to be an influence in those people’s lives. I have seen specific instances where I work, where God has opened doors for me to tell people what my life used to be like and what it is now. I give Him the glory, feeling that’s my job.”

“If a young man or woman were interested in this line of work, they should make sure of their (reasons) motivations. If it’s the allure of the excitement, the things you see on TV or the movies, then that’s probably not the best reasons. My job is like most other fields. There is a place for all different types. They should approach it with the question, “is this God’s purpose for my life?” No matter what we attempt to do, if it’s not His will, then we’re going to be miserable until we get to the place where we’re in His will. It’s so primary in everything in one’s life. It affects your family, the place where you live, your standard of living – everything. I would have to caution a young person going into this type of work,” he said. There were many weeks when he could not go home because he was so deep undercover.

“I was out on surveillance for weeks at a time, in Central Texas on the hills and airstrips waiting for a plane to land – a plane that sometimes never came. I’ve found myself with a couple of guns, in freezing rain along the coast, and in the brush with a parka over me. Times that you couldn’t tell your family where you were, what you were doing, where you were, what you were doing, where you were going, and couldn’t call them when you got there,” he said.

His wife, Jackie, understands the demand of being married to an undercover agent.

“The inevitable call to duty is something we have learned to deal with. I have always admired Larry for the job that he does. It’s been hard at times; I longed to share the problems he has endured in ways other than just being there for him. Our children, Jonathan and Hannah, and I are very proud of larry for the work that he does.”

They’re the reason he places 160 miles between his two lives. Moreover, he feels at peace with himself for this decision.

 

-Terrie Gonzales contributed

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Literature: Re-Read ‘Hondo’

In honor of his birthday, later this week on March 22nd, I’m re-reading ‘Hondo’, by one of my favorite authors, Louis L’Amour.

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Louis L’Amour  (March 22nd, 1908 – June 10th, 1988)

 

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Dude, Not Cool…

Doctors and nurses ran frantically into and out of the small room I found myself in. I had never seen such organized chaos from my place in the hospital bed. Little did I know it then, but I had just traveled the longest, most expensive 50 miles, by ambulance to the nearest hospital. In weeks I had not felt the emotion you and me, we all have at some point in time likely taken for granted, known as joy. We’ll come back to that sensation and others, both authentically human and artificially or chemically induced, in greater detail later.
In weeks I had not been hungry, had not eaten anything that felt like it wasn’t fighting to out of me. I was miserable. I hadn’t held a baseball or wore a pair of cleats in as much time, though that time was starting to feel like much, much longer.
The doctor came into the room, finally. He decidedly sighed, looking over what I could only assume had to be my chart. After a quick but thorough examination, he stepped back and folded his arms. He then knowingly looked over to me, into my eyes, then as if without a shadow of a doubt said to my worried parents, “Crohn’s disease.”

As he continued talking, my mind raced off far away; immediately I knew one thing- I had never heard of anything that sounded so unpleasant, so uncool. After a few seconds, I came back into my body. “…but we’ll get him started on some steroids to control the inflammation and get you some medicine for the pain.”
He grinned, “You’re going to be feeling better soon”, he said, “but we want to be sure that you don’t have anything to eat or drink for maybe a day or two.” He went on further, but my ears told my brain it had heard enough. Provided the fact that I had tubes up my nose that had the necessary task of pumping bile from my diseased gut so that I could stop incessantly vomiting, I thought how he could joke at a time like this? Who is this guy, what is this, his job? Telling strangers who had nearly choked on their stomach as it tried to turn itself inside out, that he would fix them, while he starved them?”

The Origin of The McLendon Surname

With the exception of some minor grammar corrections, the following is a direct copy & paste from the website: https://www.electricscotlnd.com

 

There’s a lot of info given below, yeah! Believe it or not, there’s so much more. It gets difficult sifting through it all.  Any question you may have regarding this or any subject, please CONTACT me, Jonathan L. McLendon by one of the following means:

 

 

McLendon

Motto: Dum spiro spero ( >Latin Translation: While I breathe, I hope)
 

McLendon HistoryFamily Crest & Coats of Arms. The McLendon surname is an Anglicized form of Gaelic Mac Gille Fhinneain, a patronymic name created from a Gaelic personal name “Fionnán,” from the Gaelic “fionn,” meaning “white.”


The Origin of the McLendon Family Name

If you are a McLendon, McClendon or any other spelling (total of 25 different spellings). You may want to study this information. It may give information that you may have been wanting to know.

  • This is a possible history of your ancestors.

You can say that Dennis Macklendon is the first recorded Macklendon name in the United States. The evidence points to his appearance when he proved eleven rights in which he received 550 acres of land on January 11, 169,6 in North Carolina Perquimans Precinct Court, which identified his family as himself, Elizabeth, Francis, Dennis, Bryan, and Thomas Macklendon.

Dennis returned to the Perquimans Court on October 30, 1700, and proved thirteen rights in which he again named his family as Dennis Senior, Elizabeth, Francis, Dennis Junior, Bryan and Thomas Macklendon.

We also know that the relationship of Elizabeth and Bryan Macklendon are not clear. There are no other records of Elizabeth. She was not identified as his wife in the original documents in 1696 and 1700, although she may have been. If she was Dennis’ wife, she died late in 1700. Dennis married Deborah Whedbee, a widow, in 1702. Bryan was probably a son of Dennis, and brother to Francis, Dennis and Thomas, and probably was named after his grandfather, Bryan of Barbados. A Bryan Macklendon does appear in the record beginning in 1739 in Newbury County, North Carolina.

Beginning in April 1704, the quarterly sessions of Perquimans Court were held at the house of Dennis Macklendon. On April 10, 1705, was the last session when Dennis Macklendon served as a justice. In April 1706, no court sessions were held. On July 9, 1706, a session was held at Mrs. Deborah Macklendon’s house. Dennis Macklendon appeared in the record as deceased.

The evidence also gives the date July 23, 1717, in which a deed was made between Francis Macklendon, the eldest son, and Dennis Macklendon, a second son, (of)? Dennis Macklendon, deceased of Albemarle Co.

January 19, 1725, we have a will, where Dennis Macklendon, Jr., named as two of his Executors, brothers Frances and Thomas Macklendon.

Now we will show further facts that most people do not know.

We need to go back into history to be able to follow what we believe happened in history.

The generally accepted story about Dennis Macklendon, Dennis was supposed to have been born in Scotland, the son of John MacLennan. He was married and started his family there. The family supposedly came directly from Scotland and arrived shortly before Dennis proved the rights. The problem with this story is that the authors recording this story provide no documentation to support it. Below, you will see evidence that will refute this widely accepted story.

Bryan Maclandins is the one person documented to be the possible beginning of the McClendon/McLendon surname. He probably arrived in Barbados as an indentured servant sometime prior to 1660. Based on the Barbadian records provided below, Bryan’s wife was Margery. We have no further record about Margery other than the 2 Deeds of Sale provided. Was Bryan married in Scotland or in Barbados? This is unknown. The records might suggest that he was married in Barbados. But we do not have any evidence to prove it.

A fact that is not known well is that the McLendon/McClendon name (25 known different spellings), did not exist in Scotland in the 1600 and 1700’s. Other authors suggest that the name came from Ireland and not Scotland. This is suggested because Bryan and Dennis are not Scotish names but Irish names. Thus begins the confusion of the country of origin from which Bryan and Dennis came from. This will be discussed further in a separate article about the confusion of names from Scotland and Ireland.

John L. Roberts in his book, “Clan, King and Covenant” pages 117 – 118 in the section of the “Battle of Worcester” writes: The Battle of Worcester was fought on September 3, 1651. . . . the Scots had about 12,000 men; Cromwell had more than 30,000 men. . . . They (the walls), were soon breached, and the Scots were utterly routed after fierce fighting within the town itself, leaving more than 2,000 dead and another 10,000 taken prisoners.

We do know that….nearly all the Royalist prisoners were transported to plantations in Barbados (Clan, King, and Covenant page 118).

The above paragraph confirms that 10,000 prisoners were sent to Barbados in 1651 from the Battle of Worcester alone. Bryan Maclandins probably arrived in Barbados sometime prior to 1660 (more possibly around 1651/52 or earlier).

The question now is, “How many prisoners were sent to Barbados from 1640 to 1670?” (This was the period of the Covenant and the bloodbath that took place between the Catholics and the Presbyterians.) Thus it is more probable that the origin of the McLendons is that Dennis Macklendon was born on the Island of Barbados, probably in the 1660’s or earlier. He was the son of Bryan Maclandins, of Barbados. He was born of Scotish parents in Barbados. (see Last Will of Bryan Macklendon below)

Economic opportunity was poor on the island of Barbados and Dennis left sometime prior to December 29, 1687 (probably in his mid to late 20’s or early 30’s), going to the Colony of Virginia, where he probably married and started a family. Bryan Maclandins died in February 1688 and was buried in St. Philip Parish, Barbados. In 1690, Dennis returned to Barbados and disposed of his inheritance.

The Barbados records below shows RB3/4, p. 592-4, Deed of Sale, Dennis Maclandon to Thomas Dubois. The date is unknown, of property owned by Dennis. This could suggest that this is when Dennis was preparing to leave Barbados. However, there is no evidence to prove it.

The Last Will of Bryan Maclandins of Barbados, in part.

Entered the 20th day of February 1688 [RB6/41, p.118] BARBADOS. The second section states: I give & bequeath unto my loving son, Dennis Mclandens and the heirs of his body for Ever all my Estate both Real and Personal whatsoever provided he be heard of or any way makes demands of the same within two years after my decease. But if he is not heard of within the time aforesaid, then that part of my Estate hereby given to him I give to my Executor hereafter named.

Bryan [his mark] McLandins
Published & signed before us to be his last will & testament Geo. Bushell; James Fauntleroy; Susanna Gillett St. Philip Parish Burial Register, p.19: [1st name not entered] MaceLandon; 11 Feb [1688]

Below, Roderick A. McLendon has provided all the documents that are in this article. These documents help us to understand what some of the facts are. However, these documents do not prove that there may have been other people that were sent to Barbados, by the Royalists that could have also had their names changed to McClendon/McLendon. However, there has not been any documents brought forth to add or change these facts.

REFERENCES:

Barbadian records, which support this version of the origin of Dennis McLendon, are located at the Department of Archives, Black Rock, St. Michael, Barbados. There are ten references; five are cited. RB#/ refers to series and volume numbers of ledgers.

(a)RB6/41, p. 118, Will of Bryan MacLandins.
(b)RB3/4, p. 592-4, Deed of Sale, Dennis Maclandon to Thomas Dubois.
(c)RB3/7, P. 71, Deed of Sale, Nicholas Rice to Bryan [McLendon] & wife Margery.
(d)RB3/7, p. 79, Deed of Sale, Bryan [McLendon] & wife Margery to Nicholas Rice.
(e)RB6/13, p. 253, Will of Henry Hunt.

Virginia and North Carolina references:

(1) Cavaliers & Pioneers, Abs. of VA Land Patents & Grants, V.3, p.10.
(2) Colonial Records of N. Carolina, 1st Ser., V.1, p.479.
(3) Colonial Records of N. Carolina, 2nd Ser., V.3, p.405
(4) Deed Book B#l, Chowan Co., N.C., #1058, p.524
(5) Abs. of No. Carolina Wills, Grimes, Sec. of State, p.228.
(6) From loose papers among the Records of Albemarle Co., Edenton, N.C.
(7) Colonial Records of N. Carolina, 1st Ser., V.4.
(8) Colonial Records of N. Carolina, 1st Ser., V.1, p.652.
(9) Colonial Records of N. Carolina, 2nd Ser., V.4, P.242.
(10) The McLendons of America, p.2, Melba Goff Allen, Metairie, La., 1983.

(Copyright 1994) PLEASE CREDIT RODERICK A. McLENDON,
27527 Cunningham Drive,
Valencia, CA 91354-1912.

Based on the above facts from Roderick A. McLendon of Valencia, California, a descendant researcher believes that Dennis Macklendon came to North America earlier than the date he first appeared on the record in North Carolina, and he proposes an alternative theory of the family’s origin:

His origin was not Scotland but the Island of Barbados. Dennis first went to the Colony of Virginia, possibly Nansemond County, which is located on the North Carolina border not far from Perquimans Precinct. His date of arrival in Virginia is not known and only one possible reference to him there has been located. In a land transaction in Nansemond County, dated 29 October 1696, one of the boundary properties was identified as “Maccladland’s”

NOTE: The Macklendon name is spelled several different ways in this article. This is probably because Bryan could not write or read, thus it was spelled the way others thought it should be spelled.

Copyright 2015 James P. McLennan

Here are the 25 different spellings of the McLendon Name

1. MacAlinden
2. MacAlinton
3. MacClandon
4. MacClenden
5. MacClendon
6. MackClenden
7. MackLenddon
8. MackLenden
9. MackLendin
10. MackLendon
11. MacLenden
12. MacLendon
13. MacLyndon
14. McAlinden
15. Mccclendon
16. McClandon
17. McCleandon
18. McClenden
19. McClendon
20. McClindon
21. McGlendon
22. McLandon
23. McLendon
24. McLinden
25. Meclendon


The Working Dog

When I was want to quit…

When I think I’ll just stay in bed today…

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A couple looks of disgust, some whining, and a good old fashioned hard stare down deep into my eyes; dad… and few seconds of what sounds like yawning/howling which could only be the awful sound of a desperate dog trying to say, “Get the hell up and get with it, we’ve got people to meet, stuff to do..work to be done, and most importantly, frisbees to chase down and catch. Lots of frisbees.

Thanks for being there dad even when you couldn’t be… Thanks for bringin her home.

Almost as if you what you were doing.

P.S. If anyone knows any reputable BC breeders, or come across some such, I’d sure appreciateyou putting me in touch with one.

It may be time to throw some young blood in with the old timer.

I’m Sharing: Crohn’s Disease, Colitis Tied to Anxiety in Study

By Robert Preidt

HealthDay Reporter

TUESDAY, Aug. 4, 2015 (HealthDay News) — People with inflammatory bowel disease, such as Crohn’s disease or ulcerative colitis, have an increased risk for an anxiety disorder, especially women, a new study suggests.

Inflammatory bowel disease (IBD) is a group of disorders that cause chronic inflammation of the digestive tract.

“Patients with IBD face substantial chronic physical problems associated with the disease,” lead author Esme Fuller-Thomson, a professor (at) the University of Toronto, said in a university news release. “The additional burden of anxiety disorders makes life much more challenging so this ‘double jeopardy’ must be addressed.”

The study authors looked at 269 Canadian adults who had been diagnosed with an inflammatory bowel disease. The researchers found that these patients were two times more likely to have had generalized anxiety disorder at some point in their lives than adults without Crohn’s or colitis.

And for women, the risk was four times greater than for men, the investigators found.

In addition, people with an inflammatory bowel disease and a history of childhood sexual abuse had a sixfold increased risk of an anxiety disorder. And those with Crohn’s or colitis who reported having moderate or severe chronic pain were twice as likely to have an anxiety disorder as those with mild or no pain, the study revealed.

Although this study found an association between people with an inflammatory bowel disease and the likelihood of an anxiety disorder, it wasn’t designed to prove a cause-and-effect relationship between these conditions.

Findings were published online recently in the journal Inflammatory Bowel Diseases.

“The study draws attention to the need for routine screening and targeted interventions for anxiety disorders. Particularly among the most vulnerable patients with IBD: women, individuals who are in chronic pain, and those with a history of childhood sexual abuse,” study co-author and adjunct lecturer Joanne Sulman, from the University of Toronto, said in the news release.

The study also highlights the link between physical and mental health, according to Patrick McGowan, an assistant professor of biological sciences at the University of Toronto. He was not directly involved in the study.

“We sometimes think of the two as if they are entirely separate entities but the reality is they are intimately linked. Both involve genuine physical changes in the body and affect each other,” McGowan said in the news release.

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The Working Dog Pt. I

I thought my father had lost his good sense on that day seven years ago when he brought home a border collie puppy into suburbia. Why a border collie? Why now? At the time, something about this just did not add up for me. Maybe it was because I was at that age where I thought I knew everything.

There was no way anyone, inside the family or out, could have known what a crucial role this incredible dog would come to play in the lives of my family.

There was no way anyone, inside the family or out, could have known what a crucial role this incredible dog would come to play in the lives of my family.

I wondered if a breed this demanding could make it in the city.

“So what’s this wonder dog’s name?” I asked my father.

“Well, I always wanted a dog named Lassie. So if I reverse it, it means roughly girl in Scot-Irish.” He replied.

I thought this was very fitting considering that our family heritage is Scot-Irish.

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When I was around before leaving town- I was to be moving out, soon, I was attending some college classes, and wanted to gain some independence; and create some distance between my dad and me- I remember she was so small. I’ll never forget the way her eyes and face didn’t exactly go with the rest of her body and personality. She looked so helpless, and she depended on him every morning to go out, and then she would come back into the house and sprawl out in front of the fireplace until I would wake up or whoever was the first up. At the time I was around before leaving town. I was to be moving out, soon. I was attending some college classes, and wanted to gain some independence, and create some distance between my dad and I. I didn’t think very much of it at the time when I asked my dad what it was he knew about the breed, he replied, “I know enough. I’ve just always wanted one. They’re working dogs.”

Looking back, I wish I had been more respectful. The truth is, Dad did know enough, and I resented him for it; but over the past six months or so, the old man started to soften up a little. He became more docile, more reflective, more vulnerable. Our relationship had quickly gone from Little League coach and son to drinking buddies to drunken, fighting idiots. Me on the one hand, saying all of the things that a son voices to hurt his father when he feels bulletproof and invisible, feeling overshadowed by the accomplished old man, over-criticized and over-analyzed. Like he owed me something. Him, on the other hand, putting me in my place, dragging me down and taking his frustrations 60 some-odd years old out on me. The truth was, however, for reasons unannounced to me, over the past six months or so, I was the old man started to soften up a little. He became more docile, more reflective, more vulnerable, more thoughtful.

A one-year-old border collie came prancing up the drive. Sally had a sly grin as if she was concealing a secret from all the other creatures on earth; dogs included. Her coat was glimmering in the sun; she had filled out a bit, not a lot, still a bit small for a border collie.

I watched dad play with her up and down the yard and throwing her frisbee after frisbee.

“She just needs a job to do,” he said.

And what a job she was doing. The more I watched, the more I fell in love with this dog, and I began to see that she was going to be something special; that she was here for a reason. There was no way anyone, inside the family or out, could have known what a crucial role this incredible dog would come to play in the lives of my family.

End of Pt. I

Astros @ Dodgers: 2017 World Series Game II

 

 

Houston

Astros 

 

Los Angeles
Dodgers
3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 R H E
HOU 1 0 0 0 0 1 1 2 2 7 14 1
LA 0 0 1 2 0 0 0 2 1 6 5 0

Above: The box score for game two of the Major League end it was an off-speed pitch by It’s the bottom of the 11th, got him out with an 82 mph off-speed circle change down and away in the zone.

If tonight’s game any sign of things to come, it should be a fantastic series.