You Are Invited to a Very Special Place
I'd like to invite you to a Very Special Place, a place we call the Veterans Guest House, a place for Veterans and their loved ones or other care-givers, to be safe, secure, comfortable, and cared about, while the Veteran undergoes needed medical procedures at the nearby Reno, NV VA Medical Center.
Proudly, I have been involved in this worthwhile project for the past decade. Come and visit for awhile, see and read and listen about what we do at the Veterans Guest House for Veterans of all eras; how in our way we give back but a little of what our Veterans have given for us.
Come to the Veterans Guest House, visit our website at www.veteransguesthouse.org view the photos, read and listen to the history of this unique home away from home, listen by going to the podcasts found at our blog www.veteransguesthouse.blogspot.com and clicking on the play button to listen.
It is a humbling honor for me to invite you to this Very Special Place, the Veterans Guest House.
Richard G. Shuster
RandomlyRamblingRick
"Our Vision…. To provide U.S. Military service Veterans and their families with caring support during times of medical need."
Monday, September 24, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
09/11/01 Hues of Red
09/11/01 Hues of Red
Written in memory and honor of those who lost their lives 9/11/01, but perhaps more to comfort those of us who survived.
Hues of Red©
Hues of red,
visions of crackling flame.
Oh yes, they can burn,
but comfort too,
the aches of a weary traveler.
Warning certainly is a noted thought,
with caution, halt, beware,
but yet
enticing,
inviting be.
Aches of the traveler call out,
heat my body, my heart, my mind, my soul.
Alas, to feel the warmth,
out of flames reach.
Close enough, be warmed
but be not scorched.
Close enough to bask in warming rays,
to borrow glimpses of dreams,
not of memories.
Hues of red,
visions of crackling flame
oh yes, they can burn,
but comfort too,
the aches of a weary traveler.
The weary traveler rests quietly,
warmed
and comforted.
Richard G. Shuster (from RandomlyRamblingRick, Hues of Red©)
Written in memory and honor of those who lost their lives 9/11/01, but perhaps more to comfort those of us who survived.
Hues of Red©
Hues of red,
visions of crackling flame.
Oh yes, they can burn,
but comfort too,
the aches of a weary traveler.
Warning certainly is a noted thought,
with caution, halt, beware,
but yet
enticing,
inviting be.
Aches of the traveler call out,
heat my body, my heart, my mind, my soul.
Alas, to feel the warmth,
out of flames reach.
Close enough, be warmed
but be not scorched.
Close enough to bask in warming rays,
to borrow glimpses of dreams,
not of memories.
Hues of red,
visions of crackling flame
oh yes, they can burn,
but comfort too,
the aches of a weary traveler.
The weary traveler rests quietly,
warmed
and comforted.
Richard G. Shuster (from RandomlyRamblingRick, Hues of Red©)
September
September©
For most, September means, alas, it’s back-to-school time.
And a word ending in ember, is indeed hard to rhyme.
September, is the first of the three ember months, do you know all three?
Yes the Sept month is number seven, but the ninth month, in reality, it happens to be.
A beginning of the harvest months, we all know as the fall.
Summer sees its end beginning; soon autumn then winter will call.
Time is now to care, for all end-of-summer chores.
Service the furnace, make ready the storm windows and doors.
Pruning and trimming, of the shrubs and the trees,
best to be done, by the first autumn freeze.
September, for some, may mean, the beginning of fall,
but yet for others, it means, time for Football.
Warm days remain, some even hot,
as some nights grow chilly, yet some nights do not.
A time of change, a time for us to prepare,
for a certain to come winter, and all that it shares.
The three ember months, soon come, of the next four,
At the end of which, another year ends and a new one opens a door.
So, just in case can you believe, with a rhyme, you forgot to remember,
as hard as it is to believe, it’s time, for another September.
Richard G. Shuster (from RandomlyRamblingRick, September©)
For most, September means, alas, it’s back-to-school time.
And a word ending in ember, is indeed hard to rhyme.
September, is the first of the three ember months, do you know all three?
Yes the Sept month is number seven, but the ninth month, in reality, it happens to be.
A beginning of the harvest months, we all know as the fall.
Summer sees its end beginning; soon autumn then winter will call.
Time is now to care, for all end-of-summer chores.
Service the furnace, make ready the storm windows and doors.
Pruning and trimming, of the shrubs and the trees,
best to be done, by the first autumn freeze.
September, for some, may mean, the beginning of fall,
but yet for others, it means, time for Football.
Warm days remain, some even hot,
as some nights grow chilly, yet some nights do not.
A time of change, a time for us to prepare,
for a certain to come winter, and all that it shares.
The three ember months, soon come, of the next four,
At the end of which, another year ends and a new one opens a door.
So, just in case can you believe, with a rhyme, you forgot to remember,
as hard as it is to believe, it’s time, for another September.
Richard G. Shuster (from RandomlyRamblingRick, September©)
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
August in Northern Nevada
August in Northern Nevada
August 2007 Reno/Sparks, NV©
This is the month, for sounds and sights,
that we fondly call, Hot August Nights®.
Nostalgic tunes, of Rock and Bop,
The prom, the concerts, and the hop.
6,000 Classic Cars roll down our streets,
with a now familiar roar, Old time Rockers appear,
eight hundred thousand, or even more.
August 3rd, the party starts,
it'll be, completely outta' sight,
Its time to enjoy, Hot August Nights®
Soon the music is over, crowds are gone,
with few remaining classics,
but memories linger-on,
for novices, enthusiasts and all of us fanatics.
We did it all, we did not stop,
a week in August, the weather hot!
The cruising, the concerts, the parties, prom and hop.
Looking back, as through the rear view mirror,
at the music, cars and nostalgic cheer.
Time now to reminisce, recover and savor memories dear,
yes, Hot August Nights® is over now, until another year.
Family vacations, now in high gear,
before we know it, another school year.
The Summer sun, now begins to slide,
not as high in the sky, does it now ride.
Summer now is on the run, almost over,
it's almost done.
Oh how did that happen, oh how could it be?
If only a few more months, Summer could stay,
but alas, Labor Day is only, another week away.
Hot August Nights® http://www.hotaugustnights.net/ "Reno and Sparks' Hot August Nights® for a celebration of America's love affair with cars and rock & roll August 3-12, 2007."
RandomlyRamblingRick, Rick's Random Ramblings August 2007 Reno/Sparks, NV©)rgsjesshuster@charter.net
August 2007 Reno/Sparks, NV©
This is the month, for sounds and sights,
that we fondly call, Hot August Nights®.
Nostalgic tunes, of Rock and Bop,
The prom, the concerts, and the hop.
6,000 Classic Cars roll down our streets,
with a now familiar roar, Old time Rockers appear,
eight hundred thousand, or even more.
August 3rd, the party starts,
it'll be, completely outta' sight,
Its time to enjoy, Hot August Nights®
Soon the music is over, crowds are gone,
with few remaining classics,
but memories linger-on,
for novices, enthusiasts and all of us fanatics.
We did it all, we did not stop,
a week in August, the weather hot!
The cruising, the concerts, the parties, prom and hop.
Looking back, as through the rear view mirror,
at the music, cars and nostalgic cheer.
Time now to reminisce, recover and savor memories dear,
yes, Hot August Nights® is over now, until another year.
Family vacations, now in high gear,
before we know it, another school year.
The Summer sun, now begins to slide,
not as high in the sky, does it now ride.
Summer now is on the run, almost over,
it's almost done.
Oh how did that happen, oh how could it be?
If only a few more months, Summer could stay,
but alas, Labor Day is only, another week away.
Hot August Nights® http://www.hotaugustnights.net/ "Reno and Sparks' Hot August Nights® for a celebration of America's love affair with cars and rock & roll August 3-12, 2007."
RandomlyRamblingRick, Rick's Random Ramblings August 2007 Reno/Sparks, NV©)rgsjesshuster@charter.net
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Freedom and Liberty
Freedom and Liberty©
Many now are gone, and few of us remain…
We can’t let all forget, we sing the old refrain…
Freedom and liberty, come at quite a cost,
to keep what we have, requires some be lost.
Many now are gone, and few of us remain…
We can’t let all forget, we sing the old refrain…
RandomlyRamblingRick, Freedom and Liberty©
http://www.pmimchat.com/forum/showthread.php?t=868
http://randomlyrandomrick.blogspot.com/
Many now are gone, and few of us remain…
We can’t let all forget, we sing the old refrain…
Freedom and liberty, come at quite a cost,
to keep what we have, requires some be lost.
Many now are gone, and few of us remain…
We can’t let all forget, we sing the old refrain…
RandomlyRamblingRick, Freedom and Liberty©
http://www.pmimchat.com/forum/showthread.php?t=868
http://randomlyrandomrick.blogspot.com/
Monday, July 9, 2007
Time to trade-in all the millstones for milestones...
Time to trade-in all the millstones for milestones...
Noting that we can accumulate millstones of our own making, we need not accept those of others who wish to add them to our necks.
Some, it seems, are not happy unless making others miserable. Good intentions or plain character assassination, often not discernable to the untrained spirit center, are clearly obvious to those with the Spirit as a companion.
Prayer and accepting the Spirit to guide and direct us, lifts the guise of those wishing to burden others with their own millstones. We need not take on those burdens.
We all have been called to create Godly milestones in our lives; "many have been called, but few are chosen", tells the rest of the story. Some make their choices to create millstones for self and for others. Today we choose to follow God and create milestones instead.
Keep fighting the good fight.
RandomlyRamblingRick, Time to trade-in all the millstones for milestones...
Noting that we can accumulate millstones of our own making, we need not accept those of others who wish to add them to our necks.
Some, it seems, are not happy unless making others miserable. Good intentions or plain character assassination, often not discernable to the untrained spirit center, are clearly obvious to those with the Spirit as a companion.
Prayer and accepting the Spirit to guide and direct us, lifts the guise of those wishing to burden others with their own millstones. We need not take on those burdens.
We all have been called to create Godly milestones in our lives; "many have been called, but few are chosen", tells the rest of the story. Some make their choices to create millstones for self and for others. Today we choose to follow God and create milestones instead.
Keep fighting the good fight.
RandomlyRamblingRick, Time to trade-in all the millstones for milestones...
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Daily Improvement
Daily Improvement©
Improvement of each day begins with but a moment spent with the ONE who made it all possible….
RandomlyRamblingRick, Daily Improvement©
Improvement of each day begins with but a moment spent with the ONE who made it all possible….
RandomlyRamblingRick, Daily Improvement©
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