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Dear dad,

I miss you more than words can adequately express. You were my sounding board, my keel, my touchstone. I valued your advice and words of wisdom in more ways than I can count. My anger would always be abated after talking to you, my eagerness encouraged, my doubts erased. You held me up when I wanted to give up. You would help me see the long distance goals when all I could see were the short term obstacles. Your reminiscences showed me that doing dumb things is part of growing up and being a kid. Your seeking forgiveness for your failures reminded me that we all continue to need forgiveness. Your approval of those things I made with wood always made me glow with happiness. Your guidance in how to use tools and methods to build things never ceased to make me think you were always by my side when I completed them. Your listening ear without judgment allowed me to speak freely with you about so many things. Your constructive criticism was invaluable to me because I knew it came from a position of love and respect. Your joy at my success motivated me to keep persevering. Your sense of humor allowed me to see the silliness in things and to not take things so seriously. Your childlike humor kept me young. As I grew older I realized how hard it was to be a father and became quick to forgive you for your shortcomings when I was a child. You tempered me in the way fire tempers steel. When you discovered you were dying, I told you that your last lesson to me was to teach me to die. I am so glad you never taught me that lesson. Instead, you taught me how to live. You were strong, oh so strong, in the face of overwhelming odds. You were humble, incredibly humble, and knew that it was not by your hand that you would pass away. You were selfless, completely selfless, and always thought of everyone else even in the midst of horrible pain. You never gave up hope, always thinking that somehow you would be healed. Your humor never gave way to despair and you made those around you laugh until you simply could no longer do so. You never lost faith in God and leaned on him throughout these last years. A son could not want more from his father. In dying, you taught me to live, to be strong, to be humble, to be selfless, to be faithful, to have hope, and to keep a sense of humor. These are the definitions of love. You taught me to love. 

You were a successful father even with your failures. I am proud of you, who you were, what you became, and what you taught me. I learned how to be a father from your shortcomings and your successes. My earnest hope is that I am half the father you became; that my children say about me what I say about you. 

I love you and will always miss you and yearn for the day that I see you again. Death does not hold the same...prospect for me that it once did as I know I will see not only our Lord, but I will see you again. I will enjoy seeing my children grow and rejoice with them in their successes, victories, and triumphs. I will enjoy grandchildren when and if they should arrive while I walk the Earth. I will always remember you in all I do and say. Your example is my example in how I deal with students, my children, and other people. Your kindness, compassion, and forgiveness have been my watchwords for many years now. As I deal with students I consider how you would have dealt with them and the compassion you would have shown and the heart of love you would have displayed. 

In retrospect dad, your last lesson was not about dying. It was about living and about love. And I am eternally grateful for what you taught me those last two and half years.
Safety Looking for Landmarks by ebturner
Safety Looking for Landmarks
SOCEUR and 1/10th SFG(A) conducting an airborne operation over Stuttgart, GE. Jumps were all ramp jumps and usually C-130s. Nothing better than taking a high dive off the tailgate of a 130. 
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Dear dad,

I miss you more than words can adequately express. You were my sounding board, my keel, my touchstone. I valued your advice and words of wisdom in more ways than I can count. My anger would always be abated after talking to you, my eagerness encouraged, my doubts erased. You held me up when I wanted to give up. You would help me see the long distance goals when all I could see were the short term obstacles. Your reminiscences showed me that doing dumb things is part of growing up and being a kid. Your seeking forgiveness for your failures reminded me that we all continue to need forgiveness. Your approval of those things I made with wood always made me glow with happiness. Your guidance in how to use tools and methods to build things never ceased to make me think you were always by my side when I completed them. Your listening ear without judgment allowed me to speak freely with you about so many things. Your constructive criticism was invaluable to me because I knew it came from a position of love and respect. Your joy at my success motivated me to keep persevering. Your sense of humor allowed me to see the silliness in things and to not take things so seriously. Your childlike humor kept me young. As I grew older I realized how hard it was to be a father and became quick to forgive you for your shortcomings when I was a child. You tempered me in the way fire tempers steel. When you discovered you were dying, I told you that your last lesson to me was to teach me to die. I am so glad you never taught me that lesson. Instead, you taught me how to live. You were strong, oh so strong, in the face of overwhelming odds. You were humble, incredibly humble, and knew that it was not by your hand that you would pass away. You were selfless, completely selfless, and always thought of everyone else even in the midst of horrible pain. You never gave up hope, always thinking that somehow you would be healed. Your humor never gave way to despair and you made those around you laugh until you simply could no longer do so. You never lost faith in God and leaned on him throughout these last years. A son could not want more from his father. In dying, you taught me to live, to be strong, to be humble, to be selfless, to be faithful, to have hope, and to keep a sense of humor. These are the definitions of love. You taught me to love. 

You were a successful father even with your failures. I am proud of you, who you were, what you became, and what you taught me. I learned how to be a father from your shortcomings and your successes. My earnest hope is that I am half the father you became; that my children say about me what I say about you. 

I love you and will always miss you and yearn for the day that I see you again. Death does not hold the same...prospect for me that it once did as I know I will see not only our Lord, but I will see you again. I will enjoy seeing my children grow and rejoice with them in their successes, victories, and triumphs. I will enjoy grandchildren when and if they should arrive while I walk the Earth. I will always remember you in all I do and say. Your example is my example in how I deal with students, my children, and other people. Your kindness, compassion, and forgiveness have been my watchwords for many years now. As I deal with students I consider how you would have dealt with them and the compassion you would have shown and the heart of love you would have displayed. 

In retrospect dad, your last lesson was not about dying. It was about living and about love. And I am eternally grateful for what you taught me those last two and half years.

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Eric
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United States


FIRST OF ALL...
I'm not here to hit up on anyone or start some cyber-relationship. I don't care if you're 10 or 65, I'm here to check out art that I appreciate. If I like it, I'll comment - even if you're 10. Or 65. So please don't think I'm some sick cyber perv pedo. I'm not. I am a teacher and I like being a teacher and I don't have any intention of losing that job.

I'll engage you in discussion or conversation regardless of age. I like to encourage younger people to really pursue their artistic interests. So if I comment on your art, just think of it as the teacher coming out in me (even though I'm not an art teacher. I would be if I thought I could have found a job doing it).

SECOND:
I am a high school U.S. history, geography, economics, government teacher. I also facilitate ancient history, art history, and world history online classes. I teach at a county public alternative school for students who violate zero tolerance polices or have continual behavior issues. I started teaching in 2010 after serving in the military for 21 years.

I received my B.A. in history/education in 2010, focusing on early American history. I am a member of the following organizations:

- Phi Kappa Phi (oldest national honor society for all academic disciplines)
- Phi Alpha Theta (national honor society for history students)
- National Forensic League (speech and debate honor society)
- Disabled American Veterans (DAV)


THIRD:
I am also a retired disabled Army veteran (1985 - 2006). I am a Southwest Asia veteran. I am also a former German & Arabic linguist.
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Personal Quote: "The use of Latin in daily conversation always makes one sound smarter."
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Favorite Quotes:

"Sic Parvis Magna" ~ Heraldic motto of Sir Francis Drake (1540 - 1596)

"De gustibus non est disputandum" ~Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov, 1880

"The best-fitting defensive armor of old age,...consists in the knowledge and practice of the virtues, which, assiduously cultivated, after the varied experiences of a long life, are wonderfully fruitful, not only because they never take flight, not even at the last moment, — although this is a consideration of prime importance, — but because the consciousness of a well-spent life and a memory rich in good deeds afford supreme happiness." ~Cicero, Cicero de Senectute (on Old Age), 44 BC

"Quis custodiet ipsos custodes" ~ Juvenal (1st Century - 2nd Century AD) (Satire VI, lines 347–8)

"Some make themselves out to be victims their whole life, others take responsibility for their choices and mistakes and begin to have a life." ~ Marie Keller Ploof

"...a primary object of such a national institution should be the education of our youth in the science of government..." ~George Washington

“The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires.” ~William Arthur Ward

"To compel a man to furnish contributions of money for the propagation of opinions which he disbelieves and abhors, is sinful and tyrannical." ~Thomas Jefferson

"Placing labels on historians is too often 'a substitute for careful reading, research, and intellectual endeavor.'" ~Merill Jensen vis-a-vis Pauline Maier

"Associate yourself with men of good quality if you esteem your own reputation; for 'tis better to be alone than in bad company." ~George Washington (from a French proverb)

"Our students need a curriculum that treats them more like potential performers than sideline observers." ~Grant Wiggins

"Leadership is a choice. It’s the choice not to do nothing." ~Seth Godin

"Each time you coerce someone into doing something by using your power of authority, you deprive that person of an opportunity to become more responsible." ~ Dr. Marvin Marshall

"Higher education doesn’t reflect the life that students are living. In that life, information is available on demand, files are shared, and the world is mobile and connected. Today’s colleges, on the other hand, are typically 'tethered, isolated, generic, and closed.'" ~David Wiley

"See where her Heroes mark their glorious way,
Arm'd for the fight and blazing on the day
Blood stains their steps; and o'er the conquering plain,
'Mid fighting thousands and 'mid thousands slain,
Their eager swords promiscuous carnage blend,
And ghastly deaths their raging course attend.
Her mighty pow'r the subject world shall see;
For laurel'd Conquest waits her high decree."
~John Trumbull, 1770 Yale Commencement

"I think I can" ~The Little Engine That Could

"The sun'll come out tomorrow. So ya gotta hang on 'til tomorrow" ~ Strouse, Charles. Tomorrow. Annie. 1977

"When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad" ~ Rodgers & Hammerstein. My Favorite Things. The Sound of Music. 1959

"No one can know where we are at all times. Not even us." ~Skipper, Penguins of Madagascar

"You dense, irritating, miniature beast of burden!" ~Shrek to Donkey

"You can't expect to wield supreme executive power just because some watery tart threw a sword at you!" ~Monty Python (Search for the Holy Grail)

"Are you crying? There's no crying in baseball!" ~Tom Hanks (A League of Their Own)

Bob Sweeney: “There was a moment...like this. When I used to blame everything and everyone...for all the pain and suffering and vile things that happened to me, that I saw happen to my people. Used to blame everybody. Blamed white people, blamed society, blamed God. I didn’t get no answers cause I was asking the wrong questions. You have to ask the right questions.”
Derek Vinyard: “Like what?”
Bob Sweeney: “Has anything you’ve done made your life better?” ~American History X

"Fifty years from now, when you're looking back at your life, don't you want to be able to say you had the guts to get in the car? " ~Sam (Transformers)

"I'm Buck Melanoma. Moley Russell's wart. Not her wart. Not her wart! I'm... I'm the wart. She's my tumor. My... my growth. My... uh, my pimple. I'm Uncle Wart. Just old Buck "Wart" Russell. That's what they call me, or Melanoma Head. They'll call me that. "Melanoma Head's coming." I'm s... uncle! Maisy Russell's uncle!" ~Uncle Buck

"I don't think I want to know a six-year-old who isn't a dreamer, or a sillyheart. And I sure don't want to know one who takes their student career seriously. I don't have a college degree. I don't even have a job. But I know a good kid when I see one. Because they're ALL good kids, until dried-out, brain-dead skags like you drag them down and convince them they're no good." ~Uncle Buck
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hubert61 Featured By Owner 6 days ago
merci pour les favs :)
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Thanks so much for faving my first Daily Deviation:
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Cheers from Toronto!
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Thanks for the watch! :)
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ebturner Featured By Owner Oct 12, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
You have some great photography. Look forward to seeing what you share with us in the future.
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CanonAdventures Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2014   Photographer
Thank you so much! :)
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Thanks for adding "Knights" to your collection :)
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Most welcome! It's a nice drawing! :)
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Thanks for the fave :)
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Thank you for the +fav
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Most welcome.
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