I've been meaning to blog about this for awhile. Last month my cousin, Kenny, passed away after an incredible battle with cancer. He was a police officer with the Austin police force for 30 years. His funeral was unlike anything I've ever seen. First of all, I've never seen so many cops in one room. The funeral was the greatest showing of respect I've every seen. The weather was cold and rainy which seemed quite fitting.
I've been blown away by Kenny since his diagnosis. I've never seen someone face such difficult circumstances with such a positive attitude and will to live. He never stopped fighting even in the very end. If a fighting spirit alone could cure cancer, Kenny would have been cured the day after his diagnosis.
Here is a link to the news coverage of his funeral.
KVUE Story
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
A few months ago, maybe even a year ago, I told you to check out Obediah Parker's version of Hey Ya. Well last night they played that song on Scrubs! That led me to believe that the producers of Scrubs are reading my blog. I always welcome new readers. :)
I have a little story for you. After church last night I was up in my office and received a text telling me there was a duck under my car. Of course I thought this was a joke. But as it turns out, a little ducky with a broken foot had found its way under my car! Whoa. It was so cute and scared. So, Tim (the other youth minister) called animal patrol, who were not working at 9:00 pm. So the dispatcher sent out a police officer to help us in our time of need. While we waited on the first responder, we noticed an owl, or hawk, or some other big predatory bird perched on a tree in the distance. Back to that in a moment. I expected the officer to put the duck in a cage and take him in for treatment. Instead he scooped him up in a blanket and carried him down to the creek at the edge of the church property. I was a little disappointed in his course of action, but what was I going to do- argue with the cop? This morning Tim and I were so proud of our courageous actions last night. We decided to go down to the creek and check on the ducky. All we found was a big pile of duck feathers. This forced us to believe that owl made a good dinner out of the duck last night. Nature can be so tragic.
I have a little story for you. After church last night I was up in my office and received a text telling me there was a duck under my car. Of course I thought this was a joke. But as it turns out, a little ducky with a broken foot had found its way under my car! Whoa. It was so cute and scared. So, Tim (the other youth minister) called animal patrol, who were not working at 9:00 pm. So the dispatcher sent out a police officer to help us in our time of need. While we waited on the first responder, we noticed an owl, or hawk, or some other big predatory bird perched on a tree in the distance. Back to that in a moment. I expected the officer to put the duck in a cage and take him in for treatment. Instead he scooped him up in a blanket and carried him down to the creek at the edge of the church property. I was a little disappointed in his course of action, but what was I going to do- argue with the cop? This morning Tim and I were so proud of our courageous actions last night. We decided to go down to the creek and check on the ducky. All we found was a big pile of duck feathers. This forced us to believe that owl made a good dinner out of the duck last night. Nature can be so tragic.
Here's the poor little duck.
The duck was a little scared of me. I'm assuming this was because of my red eyes.
The police officer who led the duck to ultimate death.
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