The birthday of my twins, my cute little red-haired identical boy twins, is Nov 21. This year in 2013 they are 33 years old. Seems like only yesterday they were little tiny bodies playing football in the living room, coloring at the kitchen table, sitting in Granny’s lap, toddling from the back patio across the yard to Granny’s house (in North Carolina), sitting in the little plastic pool naked, being called Nee-deli and Nat-you. Being notified that we were expecting twins was a shock, but a pleasant shock. Twins run in my family. My mom was a twin, she had triplet aunts, and my paternal grandmother was a twin. But these little guys were the first twins ever on the Coffman side! I always tried to look at the twins as laid back as possible…..as so much fun. They entertained us at night, who needed TV? I was able to comfort other twin-parents who were pulling their hair out because having twins is so hard. But I chose to make it fun. Of course, things like housework, cooking, entertaining, etc. took a back seat, because raising two little ones at a time and 2 older ones, was time consuming. Laundry was a priority and I remember using cloth diapers and hanging out four clotheslines full of diapers---every other day. But my children were of extreme importance in my life and it was no sacrifice to me. Today the twin boys are responsible (for the most part…), mature, faith-centered, adults with wives to match. Having them, raising them, loving them, supporting them, and now watching their adulthood bloom, has been and is a joy. Happy birthday, my precious boys. One day soon, when children of your own come along, you will understand how precious you are to me. Then you can forgive me for all those clingy and overprotective moments that probably irritated and aggravated you, but don’t look for those moments to stop. Never. Happy happy happy birthday!!!
Veterans Day. A time to reflect and honor our brave men and women who serve this country. Those that have lost their lives, those that have lost their limbs, and those who return to somewhat of a normal existence. I don't think normal could ever describe what they go through after serving our country whether in war time or not. So much changes. I have posted an interview with Earl Littman, age 86, WWII vet, who is to this day working hard for the support of our veterans. Earl wants to make sure the veterans have jobs, a place to live, medical care, and that their families are taken care of as well. My new friend Kevin Zimmerman, host of the Kevin Zimmerman radio show, wrote a book on the miracles that occurred while he was in service and rescuing wounded and dying servicemen. Kevin is also working hard to secure the help our veterans need when they return home to a "normal" life.
I want to thank all my relatives and friends who served. I know I cannot list them all but will try: my father, Earl Funkhouser, WWII; my uncle Guy Rinker, WWII; my father-in-law, Ed Coffman WWII; my brother-in-law Bernie Beverly; my uncles all WWII, Korea and Vietnam--Orville Joyce, Dean Joyce, Ivan Joyce, Loy Joyce, Fran Joyce; my cousins Rod Bradshaw and Wilma Stanchfield; my daughter Julie Coffman Taylor; and many friends and acquaintances whom I have met through the years as I worked at the Pentagon for the Navy and then for the Veterans Administration. Thank you one and all for your service!!
This old USA has its faults and problems. But there is still "no place on earth like the USA"!