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Yeah, well, I guess you are right, it's best that they killed her. I mean, she's dead now, and her thoughts have now perished, and so it doesn't matter.. "dead men tell no tales. Yo ho ho hum and a bottle of rum....." At least the mother, father and "loving husband" still have life and breath, no matter what their psychological "stress"...

All emotionalism aside (and I have interjected my own emotionalism here earlier-please forgive me...), I have this to say: No one knows what is in the heart of a man or a woman, except for that man or that woman. I will go further on to say that God Almighty also knows what is in the heart of that man or that woman. Some, as in the case of Mister P-Mosh (spelled your name right bruh), do not believe in God, but my point here is this: Who really knows what is in the heart of a man or a woman? Do you or I know what was in Terri Schiavo's heart as she was slowly starved to death? Do You Mr P-Mosh? Do you really know? The answer to this is a resounding NO. None of us know! Only that person, or God (if you believe in Him) knows. Therefore, how is it that we as a People have the gall to sit back and judge that, "well, she's done. It's been fifteen years, shoot, get it over with. Just quit feedin' her. That way she'll be out of her misery, and her husband can now get along with his new and comparatively vibrant wife. Haven't any of you folks who favor the pulling of her feeding tube read of those who have been in comas, and how they, after coming out of that coma, told of how they had recognized and known when their loved ones had been by their sides at the hospital bed, but were unable to communicate because of their condition? Surely you have! Well, since you nor I really know what was in the heart of this woman Terri Schiavo, then who are we to judge whether or not she "knew what was going on?" Why not err on the side of caution and let her LIVE? I spent three weeks in a hospital in Tulsa, Oklahoma, with a Corps Brother whose wife was in a coma, and when she finally came out of it (praise God!) she said that she had been aware of our prayer, our presence, and our ministrations! Wow, we were so blessed to learn of that. She even told us of the things that were said.... And so, what was so incredibly WRONG with allowing this gal, Terri Schiavo, TO LIVE as long as she could draw breath? What was so evil about allowing her parents to take over her hospice care and releasing her husband to go off and tend to his common law "wife"? Nothing, nothing, and more nothing. Terri, even though you are dead, and "know not a thing", we shall see you in that Promised Land where there shall be no more tears nor sorrow, where our God who is Almighty, "Dr. Jehovah Rapha", the Lord Our Healer, will make sure that all life is lived as He would have it...

Sunesis said; Well, that certainly hits the nail on the head! But you really shouldn't bring that up Sunesis, you might ruffle the feathers of the "good old boy" club...

No P. I don't always resort to spelling names in an insulting manner. You would not believe how many times I have refrained from calling you that. This was the first time. Couldn't resist, sorry. In this case, your impudence just seemed to warrent it. And no, I didn't resort to it "because I know I am wrong" as you say. I only resorted to it because your arrogance irks me so. But yes, resort to it I did, sorry. This is a very hot and emotional issue I suppose, and I am not on your side of the thinking... And by the way, does this mean that everyone here who refers to VPW as "Vee Pee" is wrong? But yeah,..kill her... great choice...And if it happens to one of your children down the road, should you father any, then at that time consider what you would do then.

Groucho, you said; Well Groucho, when I was kicked out of TWI, the pressure to ABS and plurality giving and all of this crap was only really beginning to come on as a mandate, and was something I began to seriously consider as "off" the Word. And so, as I was getting caught up in it and began to give out of wrong motives (like you said of yourself-same things with me), I was shortly there after kicked out into the cold. Or should I say; "kicked out of the cave and left to be blinking in the blinding sunlight like an unearthed mole?" Yeah, I like that better. Mmm, the warmth! But for me, what was done was done, and for the most part tried to give out of a cheerful heart, and so, may their dishonesty be upon their own heads...

People who I recall that went to twig (supposedly) but never took the class: Burt Young ("Pauli" from the movie Rocky) Robert Wagner (It Takes A Thief/"Number 2") Prince Ronald Reagan Naomi and Wynona Judd of "The Judds" Supposedly Prince went to Twig in Minneapolis, but was on the verge of fame just as The Class was about to start, and was ripped off by the devil with his new found fame and was not there for that first session... Same with The Judds down there in Nashville. Almost in the class, but they "got signed" and whisked away by the world. Man am I thankful they got signed! I love their music! If they hadn't, maybe we'd never have heard that song "Grandpa" which never fails to melt my heart. I guess they could have become "Singing Ladies Of The Way" though...Yuck! Notice Iused the word "supposedly". These are just the things I heard when in. Maybe someone else out there knows more on these particulars. Oh wait! David Garibaldi of Tower Of Power fame is definitely a grad, and a finer drummer I have yet to hear! We all know of him of course, with him having played with "Takit". Now, that was an interesting name, hmm? "Takit"...

She wasn't on a respirator. She wasn't on any life support machines. They took away her food and water and killed her. That is a cruel way to murder someone...

Well yeah, Pee-Mosh. I guess she was becoming quite the pain in the a$$. It really was best just to kill her... And, now that she is dead, there is no hope. Why was it such a terrible crime to allow her to live at the hands of her parents taking over the hospice care, and allowing them to hope? Do you have kids? Do you love 'em? Ever lose one or think about losing one?

I couldn't get the video clip to work, but I saw some on tv. I am convinced that she was responsive, and that there was no reason in the world as to why her Mom and Dad were not allowed to take over her hospice care. The husband should have bugged out and spent the rest of his days with his girlfriend of ten years.. The other thing that bothers me about this "just let 'em die, or assist the suicide in the case of a terminally ill patient, is this: Once the person is dead, the chances of a miracle of God are out the window. Yes, a "raise them from the dead" scenario is biblical, Jesus did it, as have a few others, but for the most part, once a person has died, very very few would have the hope or the believing to raise the dead. But when a person is still alive, there is a much greater chance for a miracle of healing. For those of you who do not believe these things possible, then this is naturally ridiculous to you. But this is my belief, as well as the belief of many others. I have seen with my own eyes, a good number of outright miracles, one being and instant healing of a massive heart attack that my father was suffering. He was healed right when I ministered to him, and it is documented at the National Navy Medical Hospital in Bethesda, MD. I am sad that this woman was literally starved to death. Shame on those who did it...

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Not "navel" as in belly button, but "Naval" as in the United States Navy. Dr. Wierwille, used to introduce him as "Steve Axtell, our own singing Naval Officer!" And so, some of us, at least in my circle of friends, called him "our own singing Naval"...

Looks like White Dove has what you're after...

I could never sue to get ABS back. Ever. When I gave, in my heart, I gave it to God.

I fly fish for Dolly Varden with salmon smolt imitations on the Chilkat River in Haines, Alaska with my Hardys split bamboo fly rod. It is similar to fishing with nymphs, fishing wet and waiting for that electrifying "tap tap"... What a sport! My dad always told me; "If you ever get bored of fishing, start using a flyrod...." My biggest Dolly to date is a six plus pounder, and what a blast that was!

Band of Gold was written by Steve Axtell of the 8th Corps. He was known jokingly amongst some of us as Steve Axtell, "The Singing Naval". He is a graduate of the United States Naval Academy at Annapolis, Maryland, and commanded a surface vessel in the US Navy. He also married a very beautiful and sweet Tenth Corps Sister of mine, Suzy Wassung. What a lucky guy! Dr. Wierwille used to get him to sing this particular song whenever he could get him to do it. Steve never declined of of course, for Steve was a man who honored VPW as his CO (Commanding Officer). The words escape me in their entirety, but they went something like this: "We were like the gold dust in the bottom of the river bed of life, unwanted by the world, and caught up in all the sin and strife.... And I am sorry, but I do not remember the rest... But, on the album "Fishers Of Men" by Good Seed, there is a rendition of the same song, with a little bit of an adaptation to it. Maybe Socks knows a little more about this song than I do. I must say that this song means a lot to me and I loved it very much. It was a beautiful song and very much from the heart of a man who loved God, our good old "Singing Naval" Leutenant Commander Steve Axtell... God bless you Steve, and thank you for serving our wonderful country, and, for singing that song... Danny, if you see "Socks" around the GS Cafe, just ask him how you might come up with Good Seed's version of this song. I don't think that Steve Axtell recorded it as Good Seed did, and their version of it certainly did it justice. So, try to find Socks, and maybe he can guide you in the right direction. I think that your Baptist Church would be very blessed to hear this song...

76% Dixie! Damn! But I grew up in Maryland, which was neutral during the War.. Funny thing though. Once when I lived in Dyke, Virginia near Charlottesville, a couple of good old boys told me that I wasn't "that bad a guy for a damned Yankee". To which I responded; "I am neither Yankee nor a Southerner. I grew up in Maryland which was neutral during the Civil War". To which Junior Schlifflett replied; "Ah! Now we know you a Yankee Keb'm! Cuz there was nothin civil about that war! That was The Woah (War) of Nawthen (Northern) Aggression! Nothin civil about it!" And they laughed as they clinked their beer cans.. Oh, if only they could see my score from this test today!

Hey there TOTW, I sent you a private message. Sorry it took so long to get back with you, but now I have a real computer again... Paw, wouldja mind lettin this sit for a few days? Just want to get this message to TOTW... Thanks!

No O and A, I don't think it was to teach us to be heartless. I think it was to teach us where it was that our food really comes from. My wife, while at the Indianna campus, was to kill chickens, and inparticular, pull their guts out after they were dead. And so, when my wife and I duck, quail, pheasant, or ptarmigan hunt, she knows exactly how to dress out the bird, and we share the task as needed. I think that just because The Way Corps was something that was a negative experience for some, it doesn't mean that everything in it was designed to make us a more lethal form of "evil people". Many many of us eat meat, and even though it is nicer not to see the crittur that died for our meal, I think that if we ARE going to eat meat, then it behooves us to know just what really happens to an animal that is butchered for food... I helped C Geer shoot some goats, and then butcher them, and it was an education for me that I am thankful that I had...

Hi. I'm back. My computer is down, and I'll probably need another one, otherwise I would have continued here. I am at the Public Library.. Anyway, the poor indian dude who lost his Beagle, wants the wolf shot or removed from the area. Local "activists" (Eco-Nazi's) are livid over the proposal, and are now claiming that the guy "used the Beagle as "bait" so that the wolf would "get a bad name", and could therefore be shot! What idiots! Buffoons! I really have to chuckle over that one, because normally, the Enviro Nazi's up here usually will refer to the local natives as the "Indiginous Peoples" who are the true and only wise stewards of Mother Earth. But now that one of them has lost his beloved pup to a wolf who was simply being a wolf, they are ....ed at him for wanting retribution! It kills me, I swear.... And so, the other day, I walked my dog back in the area where the wolf likes to (normally) play with local dogs, and some activist types challenged me as to why my dog was "not on a leash?! Don't you know that if the wolf hurts your dog because it is loose that the wolf may end up dead?!" And my response was a simple; "f__k you. If my dog gets "et" by a wolf, then that is the risk I take for living in Alaska and walking my dog in the woods". And then I told them that if the wolf attacks my dog, I would shoot a few rounds from my nine millimeter Smith and Wesson semi-auto pistol into the ground to scare the wolf off. And if he doesn't leave and is hurting my dog, I will shoot the wolf! And then, I produced my pistola from behind my back (stuffed into my belt), and you should have seen their eyes go wide! And they shut up, and scurried off. And it was just great! I really enjoyed that... But really, I like the wolf. I posted some pictures of him over at the photo thread, and I hope that all goes well for him. I was bummed that he ate the beagle, but it didn't surprise me. I dig it that me, my wife and my kids have the opportunity to interact with a frickin black Alaskan wolf... But I fear that this thing will come to a bad end, and our cool "Local Wolf" situation here in Juneauwill go away with his demise due to a bullet...

Local "friendly" wolf finally acts like wolf and killed a guys beagle. Bummer. Some want him shot now..

Well Tom spit it out. What did you do? And how did that good old boy GW handle it?

Ya know Rascal, that's a great question. I know that before I went in, my heart was purer, and I had far less fear of ministering to people. I prayed for my daddy who then had a miracle of healing from a massive heart attack, shortly after I had PFAL. I had not had the advanced class, but, I knew I had "Christ in me the Hope Of Glowry!" and I just "ignorantly" walked into that critical care unit, ignored the doctors who tried to kick me out, and ministered to my daddy. I prayed for lots of people before I went into the Corps, and saw many signs miracles and wonders, and had no fear of counseling and trying to help people with the Word before I went in. After the training, I was much better at organization, public speaking, and had a much better work ethic, all of which are things useful in a genuine effort to minister to God's People, but I do think that I lost the edge when it came to being "just plain simple" with people, and I was caught up in carnal thoughts such as "worrying about whether or not I was "good enough as Corps". For instance, some of my Corps brothers went on to being limb dudes, or outreach city WOW coordinators, while I was just a measely twig area coordinator with only one apprentice Corps person to work with. My second year on the field after Corps graduation, in a Corps Household Newsletter, one brother from the Tenth had a letter in there about all of the responsibilities that he had given to his fifteen or so apprentice Corps. He had them all on a very detailed program of limb assistance, and etc. Instead of reading this and being proud of him or whatever,I felt like a loser, for, all I had done with my one app Corps dude was go salmon fishing and drink beer with him. I did do one good thing for him though. I talked him out of marrying Martindales sister...hah! I think I got somewhat tainted by the "hierarchy bug", but really, I look at that as my fault, for not keeping my eyes on the Lord.. And so, my answer would be, "Yes", and..."No". I will say that for everyday life, I learned many many very good lessons in life, when it comes to the work ethic, organization, the "never say die" attitude when it comes to life's obstacles, and I am very very good at "preaching to trees!" :)--> Very honestly, I am very glad for having been in the Tenth Corps, and I would never trade that experience for anything. For me it was very very good, and I still have friends to this day who were in the areas of my responsibility back in the day who still love me and remember with fondness those days when we all did the ministry thing together. Two of them, a married couple are right here in this town where I live, and they were our best man and my wife's matron of honor when we were married. Last night we all had steaks and locally caught spot prawns for dinner at their house with about fifteen other people who had not been around during way daze. It was a fine dinner party complete with beer, wine, and some really good liquer...

Thank you Outofdafog, That was real nice of you. I know that I went into the Corps only to be a better servant of God and to His people. It's just too bad that what I call "the people factor" got in the way and screwed things up. And believe me, I was not exempt from that influence either. But I tried to be honest most of the time. But, I suppose that factor will continue to screw everything in this world up until God sets things straight one day...

Does anyone know anything about Gabe Ortiz, Tenth Corps, younger brother of Anna Ortiz Cooper of the Seventh Corps?

Hey Sunesis, Tha's kinda wild, that after a week ago when you started telling me about Nephalim, this subject pops up here, and we find out that "one of our own" wrote a best seller Biblical research book on it. I think I just may start out with the subject by reading Paddy's book. Shoot, I knew Paddy. He was one of the "not so boisterous Irishmen in the Corps when I was in.. No, you ar not off the deep end, in fact, you are just fine...