Great Spot to hear about anything and everything concerning writing. Also information on my books, book signings, speaking engagements and events that might be happening in and around our town.
Here is a picture of a Ford I used to own. This isn’t my car but one similar. I paid $500.00 for it back when. Lasted a good number of years and made over five trips from Beamsville Ontario to Sarasota Florida. I had it painted down there in a Metallic Green. She was a beauty. GW
Here is one of many pictures I took that shows the true beauty that consists all around our town. GW
Here is another few pictures of a fishing trip we took. All these pictures are located only 5 minutes from our home. GW
Here is a couple of pictures of what we have to offer folks when we get rid of this white stuff. GW
I was down visiting my son Craig awhile back, and being a lover of old vehicles, especially Fords I had the good luck of seeing an old 1928 Ford Pick-up It was in great shape for its year, so I took a few pictures, which I thought I would share with you that like older vehicles as I do. Enjoy!
Thought I would share with you a few pictures taken this morning while I was out feeding the birds. Not that there are any birds out there this morning. I think they are smarter than I am.. Have a great day!
Thought I would send a picture of some foot prints in the??? I know it isn’t footprints in sand like in Florida, but the only difference is that you need to wear your boots instead of bare feet. And hey, it is white like Florida Sand.
Here is a couple of pictures of a car I had many years ago. The pictures are not of my car but one identical. Drove it to Florida five times with no problems. Even gave it a paint job while down there one time. Great car and of course it is a Ford. Ha Ha. I would have to say its looks and slender lines would still be appreciated if made new today. Click Pictures To Enlarge
Who is George Walters? Well, during a TV Interview of his first book, the host of the show asked if he thought of himself as a Country Philosopher. Giving this some thought he decided on looking up the word Philosopher in the dictionary, and he found that is exactly what he is.
Literally a lover of wisdom, sometimes also called a seeker of truth. Not just any truth, but a truth about important basic, elusive issues, such as what is right and wrong, what is sure, what is human? These are the questions he confronts when everyday thinking is inadequate. He has devoted over 60 years to the search. But this is only part of the story. He pursues truth regardless of popularity, fashion or legislation. He needs to have clear thinking and reasoning to be able to juggle complex information and be able to break it down to plain English, as much as possible. He spends much time carefully weeding out all the falsehoods and contradictions, and putting down on paper his and other folks experiences to help the people he cares most about and to make this a better country for them to grow up in.
George has been writing and sharing his wisdom in Newspapers, Magazines and through Public Speaking for many years. His extended family of readers have come to know and love him through his easy down to earth way he portrays his message. His captivating ways of writing heightens the reader’s awareness as his stories unfold in front of them, giving them the strength and comfort like a lifelong friend, lending a helping hand.
George has learned a lot growing up on the farm, including the simple easy ways of the old time gardeners. The little tricks and tips he has learned
from these old timers are shared with you, as well as information about health, plant recognition, and recipes too.
He is a Story-Teller with the ability to take you back through time to an era where folks knew how to fend for themselves, a place where folks grew their own crops, survived the harsh elements that Mother Nature threw at them, and most importantly, a place where families were one.
We finally managed to get all our books on Amazon for sale. Took some doing let me tell you. All the credit though has to go to my son Karl, as he is the one with all the expertise. Wouldn’t have been possible without him. You can click on the links above if you’re interested. Here is a list of all our books: One More Story By George Walters. Join Me In The Garden By George Walters. Moments In Time By George Walters. Paths We Choose By George Walters, Times Changin’ By George Walters. and Natures Gateway To Health By George Walters. If you’re in the USA go to Amazon.com. If you are in Canada go to Amazon.ca.
Here is our new business sign out front for the folks from Germany looking to find us. Said I would post it. 11588 Highway 522 Port Loring Ontario Canada. Looking forward to seeing you. (Click Picture To Enlarge)
Written by a good friend of mine relating to one of my stories in the newspaper. Thought I would share. Great Poet for sure.
SOUTHERN VACATIONS
George liked to go south on vacation,
Along with his brother and his dad;
They’d load up their old car and away they would go.
It was the best fun that they ever had!
Well, they got an early start in the morning
And arrived at the U.S. border in a ‘swish’;
With their fishing poles ‘at the ready’,
They were hoping to catch some big fish!
The border guard was very nice
And as he waved, he said, ‘Catch one for me’!
They said that they would and then they were off,
Down the road feeling happy and carefree!
When they arrived at the ‘Blue Ridge Mountains’,
A couple of tunnels they had to go through;
It was a very enjoyable part of their trip
And they really enjoyed the view!
But then their old car started to smoke,
When they were on a North Carolina road;
His dad said, ‘Damn’ and pulled over to the side,
Because the engine was about to explode!
Well, it turned out the engine ‘threw a rod’,
Right through the side of the block;
So they got a ride with a State ‘Trooper’,
After he and his dad had a talk.
He dropped them off in a small town,
At a dealership that sold cars called ‘Nash’;
They were able to trade in their old car,
As well as spending a little extra cash!
Everything was fine ’till they got to Florida,
When the old Nash began to knock;
It seems the drain plug had fallen out
And there was no oil left in the block!
Well, they patched the old car up with a new oil plug
And then away they went down the road;
Only to have an anti-freeze leak,
Before they could get to their ‘abode’!
So they sealed up the rad with some ‘stop-leak’
And were back on the road again;
But soon the engine was over-heating
And oil was leaking from the oil pan!
They made it as far as Sarasota,
When his dad said,’ I’ve had enough’;
We’re going to go to the Ford dealer,
And buy a new Ford ‘on the cuff’!
The rest of the holiday was full of fun,
It was the best trip they ever had;
And they ended up with a brand-new Ford,
So they did not do too bad!
Hi George
Thought you would like this 🙂
HAPPY TRAILS TO YOU”
The young guns may not understand the meaning of this, but you would!
THE END OF AN ERA…
The Roy Rogers Museum in Branson, MO has closed its doors forever.
The contents of the museum were sold at a public auction.
Roy Rogers told his son, if the museum ever operates at a loss,
close it, and sell the contents. He complied.
Note the follow-on article; truly the end of an era.
Here is a partial listing of some of the items that were sold at auction…
Roy’s 1964 Bonneville sold for $254,500. It was estimated to
sell between 100 and 150 thousand dollars.
His script book from the January 14,1953 episode of
“This Is Your Life” sold for $10,000 (EST. $800-$1,000).
A collection of signed baseballs (Pete Rose, Duke Snyder, and
other greats) sold for $3,750.
A collection of signed bats (Yogi Berra, Enos Slaughter,
Bob Feller, and others) sold for $2,750.
Trigger’s saddle and bridle sold for $386,500 (EST. 100-150 K).
One of many of Roy’s shirts sold for $16,250 and one of his many
cowboy hats sold for $17,500.
One set of boot spurs sold for $10,625.
(He never used a set of spurs on Trigger).
A life size shooting gallery sold for $27,500.
Various chandeliers sold from $6,875 to $20,000.
Very unique and artistic in their western style.
A signed photograph by Don Larsen taken during his
perfect game in the world series against the Dodgers
on Oct. 8,1953, along with a signed baseball to Roy from Don,
sold for $2,500.
Two fabulous limited edition BB guns in their
original boxes with Numerous photos of Roy, Dale,
Gabby, and Pat sold for $3,750.
A collection of memorabilia from his shows entertaining
the troops in Vietnam sold for $938.
I never knew he was there.
His flight jacket sold for $7,500.
His set of dinnerware plates and silverware sold for $11,875.
The Bible they used at the dinner table every night sold for $8,750.
One of several of his guitars sold for $27,500.
Nellybelle sold for $116,500.
A fabulous painting of Roy, Dale, Pat, Buttermilk, Trigger,
and Bullet sold for $10,625.
One of several sets of movie posters sold for $18,750.
A black and white photograph of Gene Autry with a touching
inscription “From Gene to Roy” sold for $17,500.
A Republic Productions Poster bearing many autographs of the
people that played in Roy’s movies sold for $11,875.
Dale’s horse, Buttermilk (whose history is very interesting) sold
below the presale estimate for $25,000. (EST. 30-40 K).
Bullet sold for $35,000 (EST.10-15 K). He was their real pet.
Dale’s parade saddle, estimated to sell between 20-30 K,
sold for $104,500.
One of many pairs of Roy’s boots sold for $21,250.
Trigger sold for $266,500.
Do you remember the 1938 movie The Adventures of Robin Hood,
with Errol Flynn and Olivia de Havilland?
Well, Olivia rode Trigger in that movie.
Trigger was bred on a farm co-owned by Bing Crosby.
Roy bought Trigger on a time payment plan for $2,500.
Roy and Trigger made 188 movies together.
Trigger even outdid Bob Hope by winning an Oscar in the movie
Son of Paleface in 1953.
It is extremely sad to see this era lost forever. Despite the fact that
Gene and Roy’s movies, as well as those of other great characters,
can be bought or rented for viewing, today’s kids would rather
spend their time playing video games.
Today it takes a very special pair of parents to raise their kids with
the right values and morals.
These were the great heroes of our childhood, and they did teach
us right from wrong, and how to have and show respect for each
other and the animals that share this earth.
You and I were born at the right time.
We were able to grow up with these great people, even if we
never met them.
In their own way they taught us patriotism and honor.
We learned that lying and cheating were bad, and that sex wasn’t as
important as love.
We learned how to suffer through disappointment and failure
and work through it.
Our lives were drug free.
So it’s good-bye to Roy and Dale, Gene and Hoppy,
the Lone Ranger, and Tonto.
Farewell to Sky King and Superman and Sgt. Friday.
Thanks to Capt. Kangaroo, Mister Rogers, and Capt. Noah
and all those people whose lives touched ours, and made
them better.
It was a great ride through childhood.
HAPPY TRAILS MY FRIEND
AN ODE TO THE SNOWBIRDS
Slowly the snowbirds are returning
You can watch them come back one by one
Unloading their cars or motor homes
So they can relax and have some fun.
Very soon the roads will be a nightmare
And the restaurants will be jam packed!
It will be shoulder to shoulder at Publix
But they still keep coming back.
They don’t care if Wal-Mart is crowded
They don’t get mad if the traffic is slow
They don’t complain about the long lines at Winn Dixie
They say, “it’s better than shoveling snow.”
They love the Florida sunshine
And a suntan is first on their list
They brought lots of shorts and sunscreen
And you can bet their winter coats won’t be missed!
They ride on their carts or their bicycles
Or by the poolside they can be found
Then off to the sales at Macy’s
Then to an early-bird dinner they’re bound.
They are always coming or going
Doing all they can do in one day!
It’s shuffleboard, horseshoes or golfing
Or learning to paint a picture in a day.
They play cards or plan a potluck dinner
They go fishing or to the beach for the day
Sometimes they go to the Clubhouse
So they can dance the night away.
It’s so much fun to watch them
Planning for a cruise or two
It’s just one great big vacation
For the snowbirds just passing through.
But one day soon they’ll be packing
To make the trip up north once more
And the memories they made will have to do them
Until they come back again and make more.
So may the Good Lord bless the snowbirds
When their time to leave grows near
May they enjoy good health and happiness
Until they come back again next year.
LONNIE CARR
Haines City
The True Meaning Of Christmas
Written By: George Walters
“Laura, Christmas to me just doesn’t have that special feeling any more. It seems that the feelings I am looking for can’t be found. I have tried and tried but for some reason I just can’t find that special feeling that I am lookin for.”
“You know George, maybe, you are searching for the true meaning of Christmas. I’ll make you a deal, there is five days left till Christmas, I want you to go on a hunt, search for the true meaning of Christmas and bring it back to me. If for some reason you can’t find it, well I will then tell you, as I have found it in my travels through life. Hows that for a deal? But you have to really search, you have to look hard and I will let you in on one bit of advice, the true meaning of Christmas is where you least expect it, that’s where it will be hiding. Find it George and bring it back to me, that will be my gift on Christmas morning.”
Well the next morning I headed off to school as usual but with the thought of finding the meaning of Christmas on top of the list. Through out the day I watched and listened to the other kids of what they thought Christmas was all about.
“Presents said James, lots of presents.”
“Santa Clause said Mary, he is the true meaning of Christmas.”
“Food said Sandra, lots of good food, like cake, candy and a big goose with all the trimmings at the table when supper time arrives.”
“Friends said, a new girl in the second grade, lots of friends,when I moved here I never had any one to talk to, yep friends that’s it.”
“How about a Christmas tree said Patricia, can’t forget that, the Christmas Tree has to be the true meaning of Christmas written all over it, it just has to be.”
Well the days wore on and I kept asking folks and listening but for some reason I just couldn’t find that special feeling that I was looking for. I knew Laura said she would tell me if I couldn’t find it but she asked me to bring it back to her as her gift. I just couldn’t let her down, I just couldn’t.
I know, old Grey Wolf, my very best friend, he would know, he knows everything, I will go and visit him.
I found Grey Wolf sitting oh his porch with a big thick blanket wrapped around his shoulders.
“Why aren’t you in the house where it’s warm?” I asked.
“Well, I knew you were coming and thought I would sit here and wait for you, that is what friendship is all about isn’t it?”
“I suppose it is.”
“Something is bothering you, I can see it in your eyes, what has got such a young boy so upset that he comes to see his friend on a stormy day like this?”
“Christmas, Grey Wolf, I made a deal with Laura that I would bring back the true meaning of Christmas and that would be her gift”
“That is some gift young one, that is surely some gift.”
“Do you know what the true meaning of Christmas is, do you?”
“Yes I know what it is, it hides in a place that no one looks.”
“Will you tell me, please tell me so I can take it back to Laura, please.”
“I can’t do that old friend, that is something that you will have to do all on your own. I will say this though, find a warm-quiet place and listen and watch, I think you will then find what you are looking for.”
I didn’t know what to do it was Christmas Eve and time was running out. Back at home I headed on over to the barn to do my chores. I took down some hay, fed the cows, chickens and the Clyde’s and then put down some fresh straw so they would all be warm on this bitter cold night.
I then took a pail of Oats from the oat bin for my horse Jennie and sat down on some straw in her pen. It was warm sitting there.
“Jennie I asked, “Do you know the true meaning of Christmas?” Knowing fully well she couldn’t answer me. With them few words a feeling came over me, I looked up and watched all the young animals as their mothers drew them closer to her body so that they would be warm. I then looked up at Jennie, her big brown eyes just seemed to melt me and I swore I seen a tear run down her cheek. Her head dropped onto my shoulder and at that moment it came to me, I know what the true meaning of Christmas is. I found it, it was hiding right here under my nose all the time.
With that I gave Jennie a hug, said goodnight to all the critters and ran as fast as I could to the old farm house though the deep snow. Laura was by the wood stove baking a pie.
“Laura! I know what it is.”
“You know what George? What are you talking about?”
“I know what the true meaning of Christmas is.”
“You do and what would that be?”
“Love Laura, love that’s the true meaning of Christmas and that’s my gift to you.”
Laura looked down at me with tears in her eyes, “Your right she said and what a gift it is. Now how a piece of this pie that I just made and a cup of hot chocolate to wash it all down.” “Sounds good to me, I said.
And to all my readers, I would like to say this. May all your Christmas’s be filled with love and kindness and Merry Christmas to all.
Took a few pictures of some flowers in different settings. All but the are Orchid are from our gardens. Thought I would share. Click Images to enlarge.
These two drop by every morning and evening to say hi. Listening to their unique call ho, ho, ho ho, has the ability to calm anyone. Reminds me of my old Dad sitting out under a palm tree in Florida in the evening hours. As they would entertain us their also. Their call will sound as if they are way off in the distance only to be a few feet away. 
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Little blurry but still nice to see.
Wife put these together for our entrance way. They reside in a 50 or older hand blown milk bottle. Quite unique in itself. She does have a knack of doing things. Click Picture To Enlarge!
Took some pictures around the house here. Click to enlarge.
