Bring Your Tent To West Beach, Galveston — Images by kenne
. . . but don’t abandon them.
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The First of Several Planned Gathering In Houston Leave a comment
Katelyn Turner, Janie Turner, Joy Otrey, Kenne D. Turner, Mary Ann Turner-McCloud, Buddy McCloud, Katie Turner-Bailey and Kenne G. Turner (Lupe Tortilla’s in The Woodlands, Texas, July 27, 2018) — Image by waiter, Saul
We have been planning Joy’s 70th birthday for several months. We knew Kate and her Family who now lives in New Hampshire would not be able to make it to the beach house gathering in Galveston this weekend. We also knew that Katelyn, Janie and Kenne D. would be camping in Central Texas.
Then, a couple of weeks ago we learned Kate would be attending a conference in Houston this week, so plans were quickly made to have dinner on the 27th — Kate was very pleased. We arrived in Houston at 3:30 pm with plenty of time for dinner at 6:30 pm in The Woodlands.
Tomorrow we leave for the Galveston beach house.
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A Father’s Day Photo 6 comments
A Father’s Day Photo (Early 1980’s, Katie, Kenne David and Me)
Blessed with two beautiful children, I’m now blessed with three beautiful grandchildren.
Children I adore
Blessed with more than I deserve
One lucky father.
— kenne
Remembering Turner On His 76th 6 comments
(Click on any of the tiled images for larger in a slide format.)
Lummi & MCLAC
Thomas Robert Turner, May 23, 1942 – November 13, 2014
I love you, Bobby!
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead man naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan’t crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
— Dylan Thomas
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Richard Burton Reading, And Death Shall Have No Dominion
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My daughter Kate and grandson Kenne Jaxon — Image by kenne
Each week I get an image, like a postcard from Dewitt Jones. His images are inspiring, and his voice is my voice. So, I share his TEDx with you — enjoy. — kenne
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Granddad with New Born Granddaughter, Katelyn (September 24, 2003)
I was going through my photo archives today and updated the first photo with Katelyn.
Make me an angel
My grandchild bundle of joy
I held her up close.
— kenne
Kingwood, Texas Neighborhood Deals with Flooding From Harvey 3 comments
A Flooded Neighborhood Grocery in Kingwood, Texas — Image by kenne
We are here in Kingwood, Texas staying with one of our children, Jill, and grandson James in Kingwood, Texas, which is part of Houston. It flooding down in Houston, and unless you are on a mountain top disconnected from the social media world, this is not news to you. Record amounts have rain has fallen causes massive flooding, even in places that have never flooded.
Thousands of people are flooded out of the homes, and many have no place to go. Many of these people are those who are bearly able to get by on a daily basis. Many are the people who do our dirty work.
“Who’s gonna build your wall boys?
Who’s gonna mow your lawn?
Who’s gonna cook your Mexican food
When your Mexican maid is gone?
Who’s gonna wax the floors tonight
Down at the local mall?
Who’s gonna wash your baby’s face?
Who’s gonna build your wall?”
— Tom Russell
Today I spent part of my day driving through parts of Kingwood, a planned community where poor young Hispanics would not be able to afford to live. Yet, one-third of the Houston population is Hispanic, some of which may not be here legally. Regardless, without many of this population; Who would be doing our dirty-work? Who will help clean up Houston after Harvey? I was thinking about this question and its answer today during my drive when I saw a large group of people coming out of a local grocery store that had been flooded.
— kenne
