I've been down that road and it causes untold harm to children. My ex played the good parent-bad parent game with my two daughters. I exercised my visitation rights and paid my child support and never did anything out of place when I had the girls with me. But when I transfered from Michigan to Texas I wasn't able to see them every other week. My mother and father started picking the girls up in place of me. Then the ex drilled it into their heads that I didn't care and proved it by moving far away from them. They were 6 and 11 years old at the time. I took me almost fifteen years to regain the love and affection from my daughters. Tell your nephew to document everything, have reliable (non-family) witnesses to back up his claim of being a good father. The mother's behavior will have a negitive affect on the child. Been to court on that issue too. Photos and documentation go a long way in a court.
It's almost that time of year, so this is the recipe in advance...
1 cup of water 1 tsp. baking soda 1 cup of sugar 1 tsp. salt 1 cup of brown sugar lemon juice 4 large eggs 1 cup nuts 2 cups of dried fruit 1 large bottle Jose Cuervo Tequila
Sample the Cuervo just to check it's quality. Find a large bowl. Check the Cuervo again, just to be sure it is of the highest quality. Pour one level cup and drink. Turn on the electric mixer. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add one teaspoon of sugar. Beat again. At this point it's best to make sure the Cuervo is still OK. Try another cup...just in case. Turn off the mixerer thingy. Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Pick the frigging fruit off floor. Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers just pry it loose with a drewscriver. Sample the Cuervo to check for tonsisticity. Next, sift two cups of salt, or something. Who giveshz a sheet. Check the Jose Cuervo. Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts. Add one table. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find. Greash the oven. Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over. Don't forget to beat off the turner. Finally, throw the bowl through the window. Finish the Cose Juervo and make sure to put the stove in the dishwasher.
I woke up this day to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. I went to the kitchen, poured myself a nice big cup and sat it on the table. I heard the paperboy putting my morning paper in the box. I got my paper and went back to the kitchen to enjoy my steaming hot cup of coffee and looked at the front page. MERRY CHRISTMAS.
As I read through the front page I noticed that some readers had placed Christmas greeting to our military men and women in service to our country. It made me think back to over thirty years ago.
I was a young man barely out of high school. I was one of thousands of young men and women in the military. I too was one of those who were in a far off country on Christmas day. I reflected on that Christmas day many years ago.
It made me remember that I was a warrior. I swore an oath to my God and country. I made my oath and I lived by that oath. I honestly did not know why I had to be in this foreign country or what the reasons were for us to be there. BUT I swore an oath and I would live up to my oath and do my duty.
In reading these greetings today I thought about these young men and women who are, as I was, in a far off country on Christmas day. I wondered if they had the same feelings that I had so many years ago. These words came to me and I wish to share them with you.
I am a warrior. I serve in the forces that guard and protect my country and I am prepared to give my life in their defense. My God and country are my life. My faith and allegiance are to my oath. I am a soldier, sailor, airman, marine, I am an American warrior.
I have fought in place with names like Iwo Jima, Normandy, Incheon, An Khe, Beruit, Tehran. In each place I preformed my duty to the best of my ability. We were sent there to help our friends and allies become from oppression.
I have suffered the slings and arrows of my enemies. I have suffered the wounds of battle. Both physical and mental. I have seen my brothers and sisters wounded beyond the point of recovery.
I have watch as the great symbol of our nation has covered the remains of one of my comrades. Yet still I remain. I am a warrior. I have my duty. My oath is strong. I will remain to fulfill my obligation. First and foremost, I am an American fighting man and I am prepared to give my life in defense of my country. Now and forever.
Many have come before me. Many will come long after I am gone. The battles will continue. The oath will remain the same. The Untied States warrior can and never will die. The warrior will remain.
May everyone take a moment and remember our veterans and those who still serve. To all veterans of every country. Thank you for your service to your country. From one veteran to another.
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RE: Child custody issues
I've been down that road and it causes untold harm to children. My ex played the good parent-bad parent game with my two daughters. I exercised my visitation rights and paid my child support and never did anything out of place when I had the girls with me. But when I transfered from Michigan to Texas I wasn't able to see them every other week. My mother and father started picking the girls up in place of me. Then the ex drilled it into their heads that I didn't care and proved it by moving far away from them. They were 6 and 11 years old at the time. I took me almost fifteen years to regain the love and affection from my daughters. Tell your nephew to document everything, have reliable (non-family) witnesses to back up his claim of being a good father. The mother's behavior will have a negitive affect on the child. Been to court on that issue too. Photos and documentation go a long way in a court.