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What is this thing that cries out within me?
Is it a spirit that hungers for freedom?
“Freedom from what?” my mind asks in cold hard terms.
 
My life seems about things.
Things stack
things store away
a room full of things.
A bank acoount with growing numbers
but it seems
it is all about the balances.
 
I look into the mirror because they say
“Mirrors never lie”
What I see
is not
what I am.
 
I am like unto the spirit of youth
locked in a dark gray cell
listening to the sound of time on the clock
growing more loudly each day.
 
I find myself dancing alone at times.
I love what the sound of music does to my body.
I go back to that mirror
with sweat dripping down my face.
 
I am still puzzled by the face
that stares back at me.
There is a pleading look in my eyes.
They cry out,
“See me, see me
I am not dead!” 
 
A ghost I have become from growing older with time.
I move through my life
seemingly untouched by the sounds of laughter from my past.
 
The smells of loving sweat
the memory of gentle lips touching
the back of my neck.
I feel like my body
no longer remembers the joys of passion.
 
Yesterday I sat in a room noticing many things.
They were little things
but important things
that let the gift of beauty
be shared by one
such as me
hungry for their taste. 
 
The gentle curve to a neck
that seemed to never end.
The movement of material on a full soft breast
as the breath of the beholder
played with the movements.
 
Eyes with a color of the lightest blue
with mystery whirling within their depths
of thoughts yet unspoken or shared with anyone.
 
I heard that voice within me cry out
“See me, see me, I am not death, but alive!
Hear my cry
feel my need
I am alive!”
 
I left the room without a word.
There was a slight smile on my face toward you
as there was a similar smile on yours.
Silent thoughts unshared
upon our departure.
 
Two ships passing on a huge ocean
with a wave of the hand
toward each other
across desolate waves.
When will this voyage end?
What distant shores await each of us?

 

A New poem from Texas' Poet, John J. Rigo.  Picture courtesy of Google image search

A New poem from Texas’ Poet, John J. Rigo. Picture courtesy of Google image search

So, let me see if I understand this,
“When our memory goes, who we are, then goes?
There is something deeply heart-breaking about that.
 
How do we measure our progress as humans,
when our previous memories are no longer?
Are we truly blessed with an Eternal mind of Spirit,
where our memories are never lost?
 
How will our God judge us,
if there is no recall of our sins,
or our glories in His name?
 
Is this when trusting God is so important?
Trusting that He will return to us,
our precious memories of the gifts of this life?
 
I can only hope so.
For without my memories of you,
would this life seemed without purpose.
Snow Day at Northwood Shores on Cedar Creek Lake in Gun Barrel City, Texas.  Shot with Samsung smartphone on February 25th, 2015 at 9:57 a.m. by John J. Rigo. Copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo

Snow Day at Northwood Shores on Cedar Creek Lake in Gun Barrel City, Texas. Shot with Samsung smartphone on February 25th, 2015 at 9:57 a.m. by John J. Rigo. Copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo

 
 

“One of Seven Poems of “The Master‘s Series of Poetry.”

On this day
the Master revealed
His greatest gift to mankind.
 
This gift was rendered on a mountain of stone
reflected on a setting sun
to a multitude of many
in one of the many lessons
given to multitudes in those years. 
 
The question
that came toward the end of that day
was, “ Master, what is the greatest gift
that God gives to all of us?”  asked the young
man in the multitude of that day.
 
The Master replied,
“The greatest gift that my Father gives to all
is the secret of Forgiveness.
 
In rendering forgiveness to ones self
and also forgiveness of others
does a sinner reveal
the keys to heaven
and the eternal Love of our Father.
 
Forgiveness assures the eternal love of the Father
and being in the arms of His Love forever.”
So said the Master of my life
on this day.
photo taken by John J. Rigo on February 23rd, 2015 at 9:44 a.m. with Samsung II smartphone at  Northwood Shores on Cedar Creek Lake from Lake front home called "Oz." copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

photo taken by John J. Rigo on February 23rd, 2015 at 9:44 a.m. with Samsung II smartphone at Northwood Shores on Cedar Creek Lake from Lake front home called “Oz.” copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

"A Review of President Obama' Lies" A Commentary by John J. Rigo.  Picture courtesy of Google Image search.

“A Review of President Obama’ Lies” A Commentary by John J. Rigo. Picture courtesy of Google Image search.

A reading of the comment section of the local Cedar Creek paper in East Texas, The Monitor, occasionally brings a beautifully written commentary by a local resident.  In the Sunday, January 19th, 2014 issue such a commentary is written by Jim Romer of Tool, Texas in the “Letters to the Editor” under the heading of “Famous Presidential Lies.” 

Nixon:  “I am not a crook.”

George W. Bush:  “Read my lips, no new taxes.”

Clinton:  “I did not have sex with that woman, Miss Lewinsky.”

President Obama: 

“I will have the most transparent administration in history.”

“the stimulus will fund shovel-ready jobs.”

“I am focused like a laser on creating jobs.”

“the IRS is not targeting anyone.”

“it was a spontaneous riot about a movie.”

“I will put an end to the type of politics that breeds division, conflict and cynicism;”

“You didn’t build that!”

“I will restore trust in government.”

“The Cambridge cops acted stupidly.”

“The public will have five days to look at every bill that lands on my desk.”

“It’s not my red-line-it’s the world’s red line.”

“Whistle blowers will be protected in my administration.”

“We got back every dime we used to rescue the banks and auto companies, with interest.”

“I am not spying on American citizens.”

“Obamacare will be good for America.”

“You can keep your doctor.”

“If you like it, you can keep your current healthcare plan.”

“Premiums will be lowered by $2,500.” 

“I knew nothing about “Fast and Furious” gun running to Mexican drug cartels.”

“I knew nothing about IRS targeting conservative groups.”

“I knew nothing about what happened in Benghazi.”

“I have never met my uncle from Kenya who is in the country illegally and was arrested and ordered to leave country over 20 years ago, and I have never lived with that uncle. (Obama finally admited on December 5th, 2013, that he did know his uncle and that he did live with him).

The biggest lie of all, “I, Barrack Husein Obama, pledge to preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States of America.” 

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Commentary from  September 25th, 2014:  I am reposting what seems to be a popular poem that I wrote regarding our President.  Earlier in the year while undergoing a medial procedure, my doctor and I shared our despise for President Obama.  Truthfully, I always choke up when I have to use the word “President” before Obama’s name.  If anyone in our history was not worthy of the title, Obama is surely the one.
 
My doctor is of course, an educated man but sadly lives in denial regarding the powers of Obama.  His take is that President Obama will never be impeached but is now “boxed in” and will not be able to bring any further harm to our country.
 
I tend to realize that this is the attitude of the majority of educated individuals that I come upon in my daily life.  There seems to be a trend where there is a lot of shouting and crying over the lying regime that Obama has put into place in our country but nothing is being accomplished by the Republican party, a party that has truly lost its way in leadership for our country. 
 
To my way of thinking reality will only set in when the majority of the white middle class of this country are herded into Federal “Care Camps” under Obama as they await the new gas chambers built by his administration.  When that day comes I will be dearly holding my American Flag and fighting to the death in an attempt to save my country from the tyranny of Obama. 
 
 
 
Somewhere along my journey
I stepped into a time machine.
I do not remember exactly when it happened.
I stepped forward in a strange land where a language
was spoken that did not sound like any tongue I knew.
 
The beings looked like me.
The planet seemed the same
but it was not.
 
There was a new god
in this land
in this dimension.
His name was Obama.
 
I looked closer at the eyes
of those about me.
Their was a strange blankness
in their eyes
an emptiness of spirit
I could not explain. 
 
I eagerly sought a sight of a flag pole
to see what land I might be in.
My eyes sought the Red, White and Blue.
 
Instead I looked with fright upon a flag
all to familiar from a past election.
It was the flag of Obama.
God did not save us.
 
 

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I kiss thee
with my heart
upon my lips.
 
My breath held
in anticipation
of the moment.
 
Held so long
afraid to take
that next breath.
 
This magic
overtakes me
in this moment
forever locked
in your embrace.
 
 

 

Stewart-Rigo Winery in East Texas copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery in East Texas copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery in East Texas copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery in East Texas copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery in East Texas copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery in East Texas copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery in East Texas copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery in East Texas copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

Our vineyard project moved along beautifully yesterday with the placement of trellises for our future vineyard.  A blowhard who lives in the community came into the property “Long-Noising” yesterday afternoon.  He is the owner of ten acres in the area.  Sadly when we first came to the area we used him to hay-bale for us.  His equipment was in terrible shape and broke down constantly. We also made the mistake of “string-rolling the hay.”  The rolled bales quickly fell apart and “no one” was interested in buying “string-rolled” hay.  His comment to one of our assisting farmer friends was, “The community is in an uproar as to what is going on here!”  I guess he and his friends never seen the beginnings of a vineyard before Lol. When it comes to bottled wine, have no doubt they never drank any wine above “Thunderbird.”

"We are here to glorify the Name of our Lord and Savior which is Jesus Christ."copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo.  Image Courtesy of Google Image Search.

“We are here to glorify the Name of our Lord and Savior which is Jesus Christ.”copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo. Image Courtesy of Google Image Search.

We are all Seekers of the truth of our existence

The question that haunts us all is “Why Am I Here”?

The answer lies in its simplicity. 

We are here to glorify the Name of our Lord and Savior

that Name being “Jesus Christ.” 

 
 
 

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If I could have been anything I could have been
I would have been a healer in my life.
The placing of my hands upon a sick individual
would bring a healing.
 
What a wonderful gift it would be
to see the blind have sight
the lame walk
the mentally ill be whole
any sickness
any stage of pending death
all would be healed
while saying a prayer
in the name of Jesus.
 
If I could have been anything in my life
I would have been a healer.
I would not ask for this gift for myself
but to render it all those loving individuals
that I meet each day
that truly love Jesus.
 
Lord grant me the gift of a healer
thru my deeds
thru my poetry words
thru my prayers.

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As of February 17th,2015 the “Texas‘ Poetry Site” reached another milestone of 66,000 plus hits.  My deepest thanks and appreciation to the WordPress family, and all those who share my spiritual poetry work, as well as my Texas’ Commentary posts regarding my new communities in Henderson County, Texas, Eustace, Texas, Gun Barrel City, Texas and the Nation. 

Trellises Installs on Stewart-Rigo Winery in Eustace, Texas, copyright 2015, John J. Rigo co-owner

Trellises Installs on Stewart-Rigo Winery in Eustace, Texas, copyright 2015, John J. Rigo co-owner

The picture of several trellises installed this date of February 15th, 2015 is the beginning of 22 rows of such trellises that will be 200 feet long.  They are faced running North and South at 10 degrees to maximize sun exposure.

 
 
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Courtesy of kelihasablog.wordpress.com

 
Commentary for February 15th, 2015:  I call this a belated Valentine posting.  It applies today as it did in 2011 when I wrote this poem.  Truthfulness has a way of relating sad truths about relationships, especially those that involve being a step-father and husband.  It was a short time ago I learned my ex-wife of fourteen years passed away. She was 75 at her death.  Many wrote glowing words of what a wonderful and loving person she was.  I have no such memories.  She at her soul and heart was a drunk.
 
The Seventy-First Valentine holiday of my life has passed.
Reaching this place in life gives one much to contemplate.
One becomes greatly aware that death is close to one’s door.
It is a time in my own life to review what has always been important to me.
 
This past Valentines’ day was especially lonely for me.
My closest friends of many years ago
are long death.
There is a loneliness in me that will not go away.
 
I recall fourteen years of my life.
It was a time of a former marriage.
I became overnight the step-father to three children
that no one else really wanted.
 
From age twenty-eight to forty-two
I worked very hard to support those children.
Two boys and a girl at ages six, eight and nine
when I married their mother.
 
Within a year of my marriage
I realized I had made a mistake.
I married the wrong woman.
My only thought was
“Who would care for these children?”
 
The eight and nine-year old were abandoned by their Father
when they were just babies. 
There was never any child support for any of them. 
I could not walk away from caring for them.
 
It was fourteen years later from the date
that I married their mother that I sought a divorce.
The boy and girl I took thru five and four years of college respectfully.
The girl who was the oldest was the “apple of my eye.”
She has been long death now.
Killed by a hit-and-run driver where she was a professor
on a college campus.
 
I have never hear from the two boys again.
As I look back at that time in my life
I do not ever recall having any of those three children
throwing their arms around my neck and simply telling me
Daddy, I Love You.” 
 
As I now think about my life
there have been many in my life
that I thought
maybe they loved me
but I never remember hearing those words
in quite that way.
 
As a sunset will come upon another Valentine Day
I now feel as I look over my life
of what in life
are the most important words of life
I now believe the three most important words in life are:
“I Love You.”
 
 
 
 
 
 

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I recalled this memory.
I was five or six
it was the middle of morning
when I hear my Mother moaning
in the lowest of voices
as to not wake my Brother or me.
“Please John, don’t hit me again.”
“Please don’t hurt me.”
Please….Please, you are hurting me.”
 
It has been sixty-five years
since that memory.
Still every once in a while
that memory returns
to haunt my very soul.
My Father came in late that night.
He had been drinking.
"Young pretties working home-improvement counters of local hardware stores" copyright 2015 John J. Rigo.  Image courtesy of Google Image Search

“Young pretties working home-improvement counters of local hardware stores” copyright 2015 John J. Rigo. Image courtesy of Google Image Search

"Give me the older, more mature home improvement order personnel in hardware stores" copyright 2015 John J. Rigo.  Image Courtesy of Google Image Search

“Give me the older, more mature home improvement order personnel in hardware stores” copyright 2015 John J. Rigo. Image Courtesy of Google Image Search

I have been a resident of Gun Barrel City, eight years now.  Six of those eight years as a weekender, the last two as a retiree (If I ever get thru my wife’s project goal lists).  Generally when it comes to any purchase of a home improvement project or supply over a hundred dollars, I generally get three bids for the items and or work.

What I have observed lately is a disturbing tread in home improvement stores in the area, to wit, Loew’s and Groom and Son in Gun Barrel City and Mabank respectfully.  Both stores seems to have their order counters abounding in young pretties, woman 25-30, who in my humble opinion are “Air-Heads.”  They have no place behind the counter of a hardware store of any kind.

It must be a new marketing approach of upper management and owners of these local franchisees in the area.  Truthfully, as an old crusty business man in my early 70’s, I do not think with what is between my legs when it comes to spending my money.  I am not impressed with pretty young things attempting to do price quotes or handle my home or farm improvement projects for my homes or investments in the area.

Give me the “Old Days” when that counter sales person was a “Crusty-Individual” like me, who actually knew what they were talking about and doing in that profession.  Lowe’s and Groom and Son in the Cedar Creek lake area of East Texas, get back to being professional again!

Lowe's Logo courtesy of Google Image Search. "Is Lowe's of Gun Barrel City Texas dishonoring working farm Veterans?" copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

Lowe’s Logo courtesy of Google Image Search. “Is Lowe’s of Gun Barrel City Texas dishonoring working farm Veterans?” copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

There is no doubt about it, Lowe’s the home improvement store located in Gun Barrel City, Texas has the “Only Game in Town.”  This is especially so in this Cedar Creek Lake Community 45 minutes North of Dallas, Texas.  What is especially interesting that this area is also known for having a large population of “Honorably Discharge Veterans.”

Many are recent returnees from war zones in foreign lands who thru retirement or various disabilities have settled to the Cedar Creek Lake area of Texas.  Many of these individuals live on small farms in the area, seeking to make a living off the land in the area with an AG exception in place.

As to myself, I am an honorably discharged Air Force Veteran with four years of active service.  My period of service is 1959-1963.  I do not fall into the category of a recent veteran from war, but like other honorably discharged members of the military, I qualify for Loew’s 10 percent discount on what Loew’s classifies as “Personal Purchases.” 

With my recent retirement at age 70 with my wife of a State Farm Insurance Agency out of McKinney, Texas two years ago, I became additionally blessed with the purchase of a 30 acre farm with an in-place AG exception, nine miles from our eight year ownership of a lake front home in Gun Barrel City.  We spent our time between these two homes.  The farm produces award-winning hay and is currently in the process of planting a vineyard.

I may also point out that over the last eight years between the extensive remodeling on our lake home and equally extensive remodeling on our farm and ranch, my wife and I have spent a good-sized fortune with Lowe’s in Gun Barrel City, Texas.  Up until this past Monday, we were always pleased with Lowe’s and her service

My background is fifty years experience in sales and sales training has served me well over the years and has brought me to the observation that one of the huge problems with our current economy in the United States is that “Bean Counters” control the county, as well as corporate America, many times to their disadvantages.

Hence we come to a Lowe’s Corporate rule that I came across this past Monday while making a substantial purchase of home improvement material for our farm which currently has an in-place AG tax exemption.  It seems Lowe’s would not render me “Both the exception from taxes on my farm material purchase ‘AND’ still give my ten percent veteran’s discount.”  A corporate program, I personally find both “stupid and ridiculous.” 

When I asked to speak to the actual store manager regarding this, all I found myself was surrounded by what I felt were a bunch of ill-informed and “flunky-type, so-called assistant managers.”  After an hour of being given the “run-around” I elected to take my ten percent discount and withdrawn my tax exception certificate for use on our farm.

Discounts in the area for veterans are common place in the Cedar Creek Lake area because of the huge veterans population.  Even the local Denny’s gives a ten percent discount to Vets on meals.  With all the current governments noise about serving “returning vets,” it would seem to me, that in a county where we have declining farms and job opportunities for vets, that a veterans who owes a farm with an in place AG tax exemption should be able to have their tax exemption honored and receive their ten percent discount.  What is your take on this?

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Courtesy of favena.blogspot.com

 
 
At times it would be nice
to have a pair of magic red shoes.
Just clicking them together three times
would do the trick.
 
Suddenly I would be transported
to wherever my mind of memory
would wish to go.
 
At this very moment
I could easily think of a dozen places
I would love to be at this moment.
 
Each time frame
would place me at a time and place
where I felt greatly loved.
 
Where there was a skip in my step
and a constant grin on my face.
I can easily bring to mind
scenes of such places in my past.
 
Skipping through a mall with her
like a school child.
Dancing with her
for the first time
with my arm around her waist. 
 
Ah yes then their were those
first kisses
always soft
always remembered
always joyful
in the way those kisses went to my toes.
 
Truthly knowing what I know now
would I have taken more time
to savor every moment.
 
Time in remembering every detail
of the places of my youth
where my magic red shoes
would have taken my heart.  
 
"The Abuser" A Poem by John J. Rigo

“The Abuser” A Poem by John J. Rigo

 
Commentary for January 10th, 2015:  Much is said about spousal abuse, especially about husbands abusing their wives.  Rarely is addressed is a wife’s abusive behavior toward her husband, especially in the area of verbal abuse.  In my own life’s experience, nothing kills love quicker that the nasty and bitter tongue of a woman toward her man. 
 
Example of such behavior, is the wife, who just getting ready to turn over in bed at night, after the mandatory kiss, has to open her trap to make some criticism of her man before going to sleep. Sometimes, I start to actually believe that certain religions that treat woman like luggage, are truly on the right track! 
 
The words were hammered blows to my heart.
A stranger would dare not speak such words to me
crushing fists would they find
quickly pounding their bodies.
The slap of the glove upon their face
to face certain death on the field of honor.
 
The answer to your acts are simple enough
you are an abuser.
Your love of God and Jesus
but a front
a lie to all.
 
Deep within your heart lies hate
pouring on one who has loved you
beyond all others.
A faithful friend
you no longer are to me.
 
I have seen your soul.
It is dark
black 
ridden with the shit of the world
upon your lips.
 
Oh where
oh where
did my love go.
 
You are without honor
heroism
or truth
in your declared love.
 
 

“………..pointing to a star”

 
 
The night sky was a deep black with blazing stars
over the Master and His disciples
this particular night along the sea of Galilee.
It was a time of quiet contemplation of the beauty of God’s work.
 
Within the group of His disciples
one disciple had a troubling question.
With reverence he approached the Master with his question.
“Does God’s Love for us have bounds when remembering our sins in His Eternal Memory?”
asked the disciple quietly as to not disturb the other men in the group.
 
The Master lifted His Head toward the night sky
and pointed His finger to a bright star saying,
“As you look upon the stars in the night sky
many have long changed in form
and are no more. 
 
The distance is so great in the travel of that light
that we still see those suns prior to their changing of form. 
So it is in the breath of God’s Love for us
it is also beyond the width
depth and height of such distances from us.
 
Since His Love for us is unconditional
so is His memory of our sins.
In asking His forgiveness of our sins
their memory no longer exists in eternity.”
So spoke that night
the Master of My Life. 
Unloading VSP Trellis for vine wire.  Average weight 300 lbs.  Hole for each nine inches each.  Will encompass an acre and a half.  Copyright 2015 John J. Rigo, Stewart-Rigo Winery in Eustace, Texas.

Unloading VSP Trellis for vine wire. Average weight 300 lbs. Hole for each nine inches each. Will encompass an acre and a half. Copyright 2015 John J. Rigo, Stewart-Rigo Winery in Eustace, Texas.

VSP Trellis for wine wire hanging system.  Start of planting project for acre and half.  Copyright 2015, John J. Rigo, Stewart-Rigo Winery in Eustace, Texas.

VSP Trellis for wine wire hanging system. Start of planting project for acre and half. Copyright 2015, John J. Rigo, Stewart-Rigo Winery in Eustace, Texas.

Starting a vineyard is much more than starting a vegetable garden.  The success or most of time, failure of such a dream is common.  Many a started vineyard today has rows of wood posts with wire and no plants or at best the dying remains of once was a dream in a vineyard. 

We have prepared long and hard for our dream.  185 hours of study thru UC at Davis, out of California.  Knowledge is power in the wine growing business.  There are no short-cuts.  Finding the right soil in the right location, with the right water is a must.  That is why our search took two years when the dream started over twenty years ago.

Two years ago, we found our farm.  It is on the Wilcox Aquifer, some of the greatest water in Texas, it was number one in our search for a farm.  What you see above is pictures of the VSP Trellis System being unloaded.  There will be three more loads like this for the complete system. 

It is two and seven-eights inch new pipe.  It was a purchase of brand new pipe costing about $5,000 and taking two men, two months to cut and fit this piping. This system will be there for a hundred years for this vineyard.

(Special Note: Infrared and daytime camera’s constantly patrol the property for an instant alarm in an attempt to tamper with said equipment. The instant alarm goes to the Henderson County Sheriff Department. The “Castle Law” applies in any and all trespassing). 

 
 

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If I could create the perfect poem
my poem would remove sorrow from the world.
It would bring smiles where there were tears.
Mend broken hearts and return love again.
 
The perfect poem 
would replace all loneliness
with the Joy of God’s Love.
Friends would never be lost again
but be eternal in their friendships with us.
 
Each day would start with the songs of birds.
Each night would end with the sighs of night.
Every soul would find God
and never again be separated from His Love.
 
Every kiss would be with true love
and never of betrayal.
The Devil would be finally destroyed by God.
We would all reign in Paradise
in the mist of joy
forever.
 
 
 

John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator:

John J. Rigo, WordPress Blogger, Texas' Poet and Commentator, copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

John J. Rigo, WordPress Blogger, Texas’ Poet and Commentator, copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

It has been a while that I have visited “Freshly Pressed” on the WordPress program. Several years ago, I had issues with some of the selected WordPress blogs, hence a form of disconnect on my part on this portion of so-named WordPress high-profile selections. I found this selection “interesting” in pointing out the various forms of poetry from ancient history. It is hard reading, but bits of insight to poetry writing can be found if one practices patience in its reading. To my way of thinking the best of what should represent the best of “Freshly Pressed” should come from the “Most humble of us WordPress Posters.” The majority of us are not professional writers, nor art-enabled posters who wish to demonstrate the “higher priced” programs WordPress sells in its marketplace. Again, this my own “humble take with seven years now with WordPress; WordPress is my only “social network.”

Originally posted on Interesting Literature:

Looking for some great short medieval poems which are easy to read? Look no further than this, our latest post…

Medieval poetry can be a daunting field to dip into (to mix our metaphors terribly). Although Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales and Dante’s Divine Comedy are masterpieces and essential reading, perhaps the best route into medieval poetry – as with any poetry – is to start small. What follows is our pick of the best short medieval poems written in English.

They are all presented in the original Middle English, because here at Interesting Literature we believe that that’s the best way to read the poems. This does mean that several words/phrases need glossing, so we’ve done this briefly before each poem. All of these poems were written (or at least written down) some time during the thirteenth and fourteenth centuries: our source for them is the excellent Penguin book of Medieval…

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John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator:

Of  special note on February 5th,2015:  This WordPress Blogger has attempted to hide the offensive posting mentioned in this posting by burying it below about two dozen postings.  Patience will reveal it. 

This Reblog on the Cola signs is misleading by this WordPress member who has become a follower of my site. Going just past the posting you will come across a posting that  attacks the Jewish Nation with “hints” that the posting is “ISIS” inspired.  A posting showing the flag of Israel in a Toilet, and a nude little boy pissing on the Flag of Israel. One of the reasons I have removed the “Likes” posting ability off my poetry site is that I have a feeling like all media in this country, the ISIS terrorist are using the WordPress platform for communication between themselves. Hopefully, the CIA and FBI will take a closer look at this individual and observe why his “following posting” cannot be Reblogged. I myself am a retired Catholic and think of myself still as a Christian who believes Jesus Christ is our Lord and Savior. I have asked this jerk to unfollow me. His “respect” comment on his blog site is strictly a ploy and misleading. What he reposts shows his hate for both Christianity and the Jewish Nation, which I believe is the United States closest friend in the world in spite of President Obama. If anyone can advice me on how to block a “Follower” I would be appreciative.

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Today was my Birthday.

Approaching three-quarters of a century

on the planet Earth. 

Praise to my Lord and Savior

Jesus Christ for the many blessings

He has rendered me.

 

Author unknown. Courtesy of Google Image search.

Author unknown. Courtesy of Google Image search.

My thoughts turned to God today.

I thought how many tears He shared today.

on the sadness of man upon the earth.

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Today the United States of America is on a dangerous path in its future.  On our current course we now have a nation where the average ethics, approach to excellence, average intelligence of our citizens is falling to new lows within U.S. society.  By the very nature of our immigration programs, have we brought the strength of our country to a new low. 

A country that allows its borders open to any illegal immigrant looking to drop their child on U.S. soil speaks volumes of the changes that need to be made to our immigration laws.  Defining what makes a true U.S. citizen should go beyond dropping a baby on our soil. 

Each child that is born on our shores by an illegal in this country represents hundreds of thousands of dollars in “Freebies” in community services, education and food stamps over the lifetime of now, what is now a “Legal, U.S. Citizen Child.”  This is a burden that the middle class U.S. Citizen of our country can no longer afford. 

We, as a country need to redefine what constitutes a legal U.S. Citizen.  A child born of a mother who is not a U.S. citizen should not automatically become a U.S. Citizen.  In fact the requirement should be for a child to have the status of a U.S. citizen should be that both parents be U.S. citizens at the time of the birth of that child.

By Line:  John Rigo is a first generation Italian.  Mr. Rigo’s Father came to the U. S. at age 16 thru Ellis Island from Northern Italy in 1926.  Mr. Rigo fondly remembers that his Father had two main goals in life.  One, was to become an American citizen, and Two, to speak excellent English to where no one would know he was a foreigner, he achieved both goals.

Chris Kyle Day on February 2nd, 2015 in the state of Texas.  A salute by a Texas' poet and Commentator, John J. Rigo, copyright 2015.  Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Chris Kyle Day on February 2nd, 2015 in the state of Texas. A salute by a Texas’ poet and Commentator, John J. Rigo, copyright 2015. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

The new Governor of Texas has declared February 2nd, 2015 as Chris Kyle Day.  To the family and friends of Chris, our condolences at their loss.  A special salute to Chris this day from our family to you, for being the hero, that we only hope to be, in the love, the passion and heroism you demonstrated for America.

The Evil Face of ISIS.  Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

The Evil Face of ISIS. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

 

Courtesy of crocodilestament.com "If Regan were here today, ISIS would not exist." quote by John J. Rigo, copyright 2014 Texas' Commentator

Courtesy of crocodilestament.com “If Regan were here today, ISIS would not exist.” quote by John J. Rigo, copyright 2014 Texas’ Commentator

There is not doubt in any United States citizen, that ISIS as a terror group is the greatest evil to be upon our earth.  These are vicious killers who have lost their rights to life itself in their killing of men, woman and children.  Killings by burying their prey alive and cutting off their heads in public executions demonstrates that fact.

President Obama please grow some balls as our President.  Become all you claim to be as a man and as our President over the last five and half years.  Use our limited nuclear arms capacity in field war http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/tactical_nuclear_weapon with ISIS and completely destroy them.  As to any captured terrorist, insure no trial but public executions within a day of their capture on the field of battle while insuring all such beheadings are televised.

Picture Courtesy of Google Search.

Picture Courtesy of Google Search.

Courtesy of nosmokeblown.com "Can Impeachment of Obama Save the United States?" A Big "Yes" to this question.

Courtesy of nosmokeblown.com
“Can Impeachment of Obama Save the United States?” A Big “Yes” to this question.

The middle class of America is slowly awakening.

Our flag is America.

It is not the flag of Mexico.

It is not the flag of the Muslim world.

Close our borders.

Close all Mosques within our borders

that support ISIS.

Defend the country we all love.

We stand for America not in just words but deeds.

America is not only about its Negro population.

America is not only about its Hispanic population.

America is also about its Caucasian population.

America cannot stand two more years of Obama.

Remove President Obama from office.

We must remove the Henchmen of the Democratic Party

from the government of America.

"Yes Obama...... Has" picture courtesy of Google Image Search

“Yes Obama…… Has” picture courtesy of Google Image Search

Folks it is here!

"The Coming Wall Street Crash of 2015" copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo.  Picture Courtesy of Google Image Search.

“The Coming Wall Street Crash of 2015″ copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo. Picture Courtesy of Google Image Search.

UPS Symbol (United Parcel Service) courtesy of Google Image Search.

UPS Symbol (United Parcel Service) courtesy of Google Image Search.

The UPS (United Parcel Service) Customer Center on 4200 Samuell Boulevard in Mesquite, Texas. Image Courtesy of Google Image Search.

The UPS (United Parcel Service) Customer Center on 4200 Samuell Boulevard in Mesquite, Texas. Image Courtesy of Google Image Search.

This is a Cease and Decease order directed toward the supervisory personnel of the UPS (United Parcel Service) of the Mesquite Customer Center located at 4200 Samuell Boulevard in Mesquite, Texas.  It also applies to the two UPS delivery personnel who “attacked” the door of my home at 104 The Lee Way, Gun Barrel City, Texas 75156 on January 7th, 2015; additionally, Danijela Zuza, Claims Specialist of Liberty Mutual Insurance part of Helmsman Management Services representing UPS who is not qualified to do an insurance adjustment on a dented waste basket. Exception to this order is the UPS Store located in Gun Barrel City, Texas and its owner and working personnel; also included in this exception is the website: http://buildasign.com

You are hereby directed this date of January 27th, 2015 to cease and decease all harassment by any and all means of communication, including e-mails, text messages, any and all social medias and any and all personal phone calls from all directed personnel in this notice toward me, my family and/or my homes in the East Texas area, including Gun Barrel City and Eustace, Texas. Violation of this order will result in the filing of both civil and criminal charges against the parties involved.

Signed This Date of January 27th, 2015,

John J. Rigo

104 The Lee Way

Gun Barrel City, Texas 75156 

 

John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator:

Many times we tend to forget that the beauty of God’s Love for us is simple and direct. There is no great Secret to It.  It exists as the universe exists.

Originally posted on a north east ohio garden:

and other idle speculations.  if naming a flower id or ego which would you choose ?  no answer.  just the question.  here is the flower.  oh if you simply must know look to the bottom.  the hybridizer’s answer lies there…

ego det

7/13    Ego

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John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator:

It seems to me that the Democratic Party has a great skill in leaving bodies behind in all they do when it comes to Presidents. How many bodies will Obama leave behind?

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John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator:

A Special “Thank You” to http://gunnyg.wordpress.com for having this Reblog on his site. 

When one reads between the lines, what is happening within our own borders in the United States, the Obama Administration has encouraged and expanded “No-Go-Zones” for both the Black Community and the quickly growing Muslim communities, whose main goal in the future of “Middle-class America,” is their “Total Destruction” as a ‘Class’ in our country.

All of this is being done, while at the same time the Obama administration is attempting by “Executive Orders” and thru the Democratic Congress to remove all guns from the “Middle-Class,” so that they will not be able to defend themselves from the future attacks from both the “No-Zone Black and Muslim Communities.”

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John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator:

Shortly after posting our signs for both our future vineyard and winery and farm and ranch we discovered that the name of “Silver Star” was associated with many low quality products in the State of Texas, hence our name change to “Stewart-Rigo” which represents the proud maiden name of my wife and my last name. The beautiful picture on the new farm and ranch sign actually comes from a picture taken of our farm and ranch.

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New Sign for Stewart-Rigo Farm and Ranch of Texas formerly "Silver Star" copyright 2015 John J. Rigo New Sign for Stewart-Rigo Farm and Ranch of Texas formerly “Silver Star” copyright 2015 John J. Rigo

We are proud to announce that our new name of our farm and ranch is now posted.  After research and finding the name of “Silver Star” itself was associated with many low quality products in Texas, we decided to change our names on both our future winery as well as our farm and ranch.  The name consists of the proud maiden name of my wife and my last name.  The view on the sign comes from our own ranch. 

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Courtesy of kelihasablog.wordpress.com

As you read my posting heading I have no doubt some of you find my heading post shocking.  The heading is how I really feel.  In fact as of today I would like to see the count of my Followers drop to about a fourth of the 477 that I currently have.

Yesterday I observed another shocking tread on the WordPress Program from one of my followers which to my observation explained why I always seen a “Like” hit from him on almost 100 percent of my poetry postings.  When I read his poetry more closely on his site of about 3300 followers, I realized he was copying my own poetry work.  Not exactly word for word, but very close.  I also became aware he was a “Raghead” and not a Christian in his faith.  I respect and honor all faiths but I do not attempt to become big buddies of those who attempt to belittle my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ…..so please “Unfollow Me.”

I have been with WordPress for about six years.  This blog of three is my most active sites.  I did have one several years ago that I closed down for a period after 25,000 hits because of constant attacks on the site from other “Non-Christians.”  Happily WordPress has made provisions for that in the last couple of years in their excellent Spam reducing program in place.

What I believe is the core value of WordPress is the sharing we all can do by our Reblogging and comments.  Truthfully I find the “Like” function on WordPress boring and useless and as of this posting, have removed that option from my WordPress Blog site.  If you “Like” what you read, then take the time to “Comment” or “Reblog,” it truly is a simple procedure on WordPress.  As far as the daily count, it is a daily way for me to know if my message is getting out there.  You see I am not about selling wares, unless it is currently about selling one small piece of my real estate holdings for charity giving purposes.

What has brought me to this point in sharing my WordPress Blog in a public way again is the basic sharing of my journey in its revelation that our Lord and Savior is there for all of us in the name of Jesus Christ.  How that came to me and how I attempt to Bless His Name each day.  So truthfully, if you are not along the same path as me, just be kind and get off the site.

All of this came to full realization to me yesterday when I asked a follower who was always hitting my posted blogs to Reblog my work from time to time, he actually refused.  He said his site was all about him and he “Never Reblogged the poetry work of others.”  Beside copying my work and he being a “RagHead” I now understand why he felt that way.  I asked him nicely to “UnFollow.”

So  again to those of you that are truly my friends and one and the same in my belief system, “Welcome,” to those of you who are not willing to Reblog my work from time to time………..”Get Off My Ship.”

Stewart-Rigo Winery  Stewart-Rigo Farm and Ranch of Texas, copyright 2015, John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery
Stewart-Rigo Farm and Ranch of Texas, copyright 2015, John J. Rigo

Poetry writing for me fills many needs.  First, it is a creative outlet for me.  Two, it is my way of the sharing of my life’s walk through the mercy and love of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior.  Three, it is a way of giving back thru the charity work that my wife and I do for the communities we currently live in (Henderson County, Texas) and have lived in (Collin County, Texas) and the pride we share this date in our past remodeling project of one of Texas’ most beautiful homeless shelters, the Samaritan Inn of McKinney, Texas. 

There is no ego trip on my part in sharing the count amount of hits on my blog site, surpassing over 65,000 hits as of this posting, but a desire to share my blessing and the knowledge of Jesus’ Blessings with as many persons, as I can.

In that light, I request my 477 Followers to Reblog postings of those poems thru their own WordPress Blog sites on poems that that carry special meaning to them.  Thank you for your Support over the last two years.

Blessings in each of your Journey’s,

John J. Rigo

 

John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator:

Beauty abounds on WordPress when it comes to poetry. Poetry of every kind and type. Read, Enjoy, Think…..Bless in enlightment.

Originally posted on Passion through Poetry:

Freeze

Fingers of ice
Extend from the frozen landscape of my life
Wrapping their tentacles around the warm blood of my heart
As they tighten and constrict, threatening to freeze all that they
Would wrap around – like a Boa wraps around its prey –
The life force breathed into me offers a resistance
So strong, that any ice would be unfrozen before destruction
Could occur, and at the end, the heat of my beating soul powers
The melting of iced tentacles, so that life and hope and joy
Emerge forth as the victors of this battle that is fought with
Every beating of my heart

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I broke your heart.
I know when the deed was done.
I knew then
as I know now
I was in love with you.
 
More afraid of failure
than giving myself to you.
I still can hear in my soul
the sound of your tears
on the tape from that day.
 
Two hours of tears and screaming
my name in agony.
I was the center of your agony
in my rejection of your love.
 
It has been twenty-eight years
since that day.
A day never goes by
that my thoughts turn to you.
 
In my being
I now know
that the joy I knew with you then
will come again in my death
and hopefully with it
the joy of heaven.
 
If you are reading this
at this very moment
know this is one
who will always love you.

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As of January 21st, 2015, the “Texas‘ Poetry Site” reached another milestone of 65,000 plus hits.  My deepest thanks and appreciation to the WordPress family, and all those who share my spiritual poetry work, as well as my Texas’ Commentary posts regarding my new communities in Henderson County, Texas, Eustace, Texas, Gun Barrel City, Texas and the Nation. 

Obama destroying our country down to the "bone." Commentary by John J. Rigo, Texas Commentator.  Picture Courtesy of Google Image Search.

Obama destroying our country down to the “bone.” Commentary by John J. Rigo, Texas Commentator. Picture Courtesy of Google Image Search.

President Obama,

I am receipt of your White House message requesting my feedback to your State of the Union speech this coming Tuesday, January 20th, 2015.  I decided to not respond because I had no doubt that like millions of other American’s what I had to say about your “Total Lack of Leadership Ability as Our President” would find its way to the internet “Trash Can.”

Both my wife and I did not retire until we were both 70 from our State Farm Insurance Agency of 28 years in McKinney, Texas.  We have both worked very hard in our life times, living conservatively, saving our money.  We paid our taxes faithfully, in fact several times actually “overpaying our taxes.” 

So let me see if I got this right, what you now propose is that what ever we wish to pass on in our lives to others, a 28 percent inheritance tax must be paid to the Federal government, money we worked hard to save, and already paid tax on!  Mr. Obama, you and your henchmen with the Democratic Party, are truly a bunch of thieves!

"A Negative Experience with UPS delivery services in East Texas, copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Commentator.  Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

“A Negative Experience with UPS delivery services in East Texas, copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo, Texas’ Commentator. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

The UPS Mesquite Customer Center on the 4200 Block of Samuell Blvd. in Mesquite, Texas needs to be shut down and its entire staff fired.  As the major processing center of Central Texas, when one reviews their own personal experiences with the individuals working at this site, up to and including the senior supervisors in this plant, combined with further insight to on-line complaints by various customers who have used or been contacted by this Processing Hub, that conclusion is obvious: http://yelp.com/biz/ups-customer-center-mesquite-2  Of 22 reviews, three of which are “plants” by the UPS senior managers of that center, the story reveals itself.

When filing phone complaints to this center regarding an UPS delivery person servicing the Gun Barrel City area of Texas, more than one supervisor who heads this Processing Center related by phone call to both my wife and I that the plant is run like they want it to and that the Corporate Headquarters of UPS has “No Control or Say-so over what they do.”

A personal visit to the area where the plant is located finds that the customer store in located in a decaying area of Mesquite that draws on a very low-class calibre of worker who is employed by this center.  The average consumer, especially a woman visiting the center finds themselves feeling in danger in entering the grounds with employees taking smoke breaks hollering and whistling at them upon their entry to the building.

Thievery of customer packages seems to abound thru this processing center with packages constantly “lost” and never found again.  This processing center should become part of an attorney general’s internal investigation for the good of the consumers of Texas.

"A Negative Experience with UPS delivery services in East Texas, copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Commentator.  Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

“A Negative Experience with UPS delivery services in East Texas, copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo, Texas’ Commentator. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Due to a terrible experience last week in having a female UPS Delivery person and her UPS boyfriend attack our door in our home in Gun Barrel City, Texas, I felt that I should take the time to render a little training to these personnel nationwide as to what represents the proper procedure for approaching and knocking on a door in a delivery location on their route.  My training in this area comes from fifty years experience in sales training and management training as both a consultant to such things and a multi-business owner of those years.

First remember you are entering private property when you step before a door of a customer.  In this day and age, many are deeply concerned about daylight home invasions, especially the elderly, such as myself who are in their early 70’s.  Generally, we are ready targets for these kind of targets.

First and foremost, if there is a door bell, ring several times in a steady and gentle matter, one ring and then pounding the door is not a correct announcement of your presence.  Pounding on door, especially those with glass inserts is not proper.  Knock firmly but gently on the wood portion only while in a firm professional voice announcing that you are an “UPS delivery Person.”  Never fail to announce who you are when asked by a customer thru their door when they ask “Who is There.”

Most importantly, “Never, but Never” stand right up to the door after announcing yourself, but step back from the door at least six feet.  Make the homeowner not feel you are preparing to “Rush the Door.”  Additionally when homeowner answers door, hand them your identification card or badge so that they may be confident that you are what you say you are. 

Hopefully, this information will be helpful to you as an UPS delivery person and prevent what happened to me and my wife last Thursday of last week which filled both of us with fear for our personal safety when two UPS personnel approached our lake home in East Texas for signatures on a so-called damaged shipment that were received “three weeks Prior” no less.

My Memorial to my four years of active duty in the U.S. Air Force.  Many are not blessed in having a memorial while they are living.  Thanks to Mabank, Texas, a small city of class on Cedar Creek Lake in East Texas. Copyright 2014 John J. Rigo

My Memorial to my four years of active duty in the U.S. Air Force. Many are not blessed in having a memorial while they are living. Thanks to Mabank, Texas, a small city of class on Cedar Creek Lake in East Texas. Copyright 2014 John J. Rigo

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There are many treasures a man has in a lifetime.

Most importantly is his personal reputation.

It is the reputation in leaving the earth

that is the treasure of his life.

 

As a man

allow no one to smear or darken your name.

If you allow such by not confronting such individuals

you have lost the very essence of what makes you a man.

"A Negative Experience with UPS delivery services in East Texas, copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Commentator.  Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

“A Negative Experience with UPS delivery services in East Texas,”  copyright 2015 by John J. Rigo, Texas’ Commentator. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Update for January 25th, 2015:  At the end of this post you will find the whole story as I recently related it by e-mail to the Police Chief of Gun Barrel City, Texas.  In his reply his stance was to also contact the UPS Corporate Offices in Atlanta, as well as the supervisors of the Mesquite Customer Center in Mesquite, Texas on the proper way to address servicing customers on private property.  It was not long ago that Gun Barrel City, Texas passed a ordiances permitting anyone without a criminal history or history of mental sickness to have a handgun in their homes in the Gun Barrel City area of Texas. 

Update for January 19th, 2015 at 5:31 p.m. Central Time:  As a young man I worked for a man by the name of W.O. Bankston.  Mr. Bankston in his day was a multimillionaire who owned many auto dealerships in the Dallas area.  One of his favorite sayings was “A Fish Stinks from the Head Down, ” I found this to be so in a follow-up call to Ms. Terry Miller, 404-828-4900, a so-called Upper Management Public Relations Supervisor with UPS out of the Atlanta office.  In my prior call, I quickly found out she was blowing smoke up my A _ _ in my prior call to her.  She no more contacted “Upper Management” of UPS than the “Man in the Moon.”  All she did was flip me off to a so-called supervisor out of the Mesquite Customer Center in Texas who called me early this morning.  The voice mail she left indicated a black woman of lower education who was not even qualified to pronounce her name, much less leave an accurate phone number on my voice mail for recontact.  My conclusion:  The whole organization “Sucks” from the Corporate Heads Down!   

Commentary Update for January 15th, 2015 at 3:03 p.m. Central Time:  I am proud to relate after dozens of phone calls to various phone numbers of UPs at both Corporate level and specifically their operations in Mesquite, Texas including dozens of e-mails, chat conversations, I was able to reach a Senior Higher Management person at Corporate level out of Atlanta, Georgia, Ms. Terry Miller, 404-828-4900.  Our two incidents with two UPS delivery persons, a male and female and the threats from upper management of their Mesquite location in Texas, this matter is now being turned over the Senior High Level Management Team of UPS at the corporate level.  Hopefully this result in the removing of the “blackening of our reputations,” make huge changes in the training of UPS delivery Personnel as well as the termination of many high-ranking supervisors out of their Mesquite Processing Location in Texas.   

Thru a serious of incidents with the UPS delivery personnel in the Gun Barrel City area of Texas, it has come to my belief that the major Processing Center of the Mesquite Customer Service Center ( 4200 Samuell Blvd.) in Texas is filled with “Thugs and Thieves.”  A simple on-line Google Search will prove out the majority of my statement with hundreds of complaints posted and filed against the UPS operation nationwide (http://www.consumeraffairs.com/delivery/united_parcel_service.htm) with  a special revelation of  a series of incidents that occurred with my own package delivery service with UPS in the Gun Barrel City area of East Texas.  You the reader will agree in the end with my conclusion that we as citizens in East Texas need to further change or get rid of the UPS package delivery service in East Texas by “non-support of its citizens.”  More to follow on this story in the coming days.  For further insight into the UPS operation following is another 180 plus complaints to read, including my own: http://atichris.com/344/did-ups-intentionally-delay-my-package/

Details of e-mail to Chief Bosell of Gun Barrel Police Department in Gun Barrel City in Texas dated Saturday, January 17th, 2015 at 10:21:13 Central Time:

Good Morning Chief Bosell,

This e-mail is sent in regards to an incident that occurred at our lake front home in Gun Barrel City, Texas on January 7th, 2015.  The bottom line is basically, two UPS delivery personnel “attacked” the front door of our home on said morning, attempting to get a signature and inspection of a damaged package that was sent to us “Three weeks Prior.”

Their approach to the door was unprofessional in every way.  They both sacred the daylights out of both my wife and I, making us fearful that our door was being attacked for a daytime robbery and break-in.  They have since filed false narratives as to what actually happened to the UPS Processing Center in Mesquite, Texas and currently have managed “to block our home from further UPS deliveries to our home at 104 The Lee Way in Gun Barrel City, Texas,” while we are in the process of remodeling our farm and ranch and future vineyard in Eustace, Texas, as soon, our permanent home.  We do plan on keeping our lake home for friends, relative visits and our own pleasure over the weekends. 

Currently this incident is under investigation by the Upper Management Team out of Corporate Headquarters in Atlanta, Georgia.  Contact person being a Ms. Terry Miller, upper manager of the Relations Team: contact 404-828-4900.  Since the incident, the original shipper Build-a-Sign.com is also aware of the incident and are investigating.

With over fifty years of experience in sales and management training as a corporate consultant in a part of my career prior to retiring from our State Farm Insurance Agency of 28 years in McKinney, Texas, I am fully trained and skilled in the proper way that service providers should approach a consumer’s door at their home.  I have since sent the following link: http://wp.me/pJppN-6pY to UPS Corporate headquarters with a training blog on the proper way to approach a consumer door with services. 

With daylight robberies on the rise, service providers with false uniforms for purposes of crime, this is an important issue that needs to be addressed with UPS Corporate, as well as their major Processing Center in Mesquite, Texas.

I respectfully request that you follow-up my training request both UPS Corporate and their Mesquite Processing Center with a request on the part of the citizens of Gun Barrel City,  for UPS delivery personnel respect the safety of its citizens in assuring the proper way to enter private property in the City of Gun Barrel City, Texas.  My advance thanks and appreciation for your positive action in this matter, I remain

Respectfully Yours,

John J. Rigo

104 The Lee Way

Gun Barrel City, Texas 75156

469-450-4144 

 
January 11th, 2015  Commentary on “Depression” as a US National Illness:  Here we are at the time of the year where depression is ever-increasing to many at this time of the beginning of a new year.  Christmas is behind us and the future seems one of doom and gloom to middle class America.
 
Before us stands two more years of a President in Obama, who refuses to work with the Republican party in its efforts to bring the country back from the edge of the abyss. More taxes ahead.  More threats from the world-wide terrorist to the US homeland with a harsh reality of multi-9/11 attacks in 2015, with thousands dying. All the while with a President who seems to reach further out to them in a hand of friendship. 
 
Our only hope as a nation is that thru prayer, we as a nation will regain the favor and blessings of the Creator in saving our country.  Prayer which is there for each of us, in saving each of us, in our own lives.
 
 
I have been where you are
a hell of loneliness and despair.
Had I created this place in my past
as you are now
where I was once?
 
I ask myself what pains cross your mind
as this day of many comes to you?
Do you hunger?
Are you without sleep?
 
The night only brings fear for your life.
Are you without anyone who cares
where you are this day?
Are you missed?
 
I too have been where you are.
From ashes of the mind did thou raise me
from a pit of worldly hell.
 
It was not my talents of mind
nor spirit that lead me from this dark world.
It was my prayers.
 
You never failed to hear me
when I cried out to you.
When I tried to end this life
you spoke gently to me
asking me to be patient
and wait one more day.
 
One day lead to another.
Finally the sun began to shine again
in your blessings and your love for me.
 
Thank you Lord
for giving hope to the hopeless
as you gave to me.
 
Thank you Lord
for loving me when I was without love.
Yea Lord without your grace
would I now be lost.  
 
 
 
 
Our proud new sign of "Stewart-Rigo Winery" on the front gate of our future vineyard and winery. Copyright 2014 John J. Rigo

Our proud new sign of “Stewart-Rigo Winery” on the front gate of our future vineyard and winery. Copyright 2014 John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery  Stewart-Rigo Farm and Ranch of Texas, copyright 2015, John J. Rigo

Stewart-Rigo Winery
Stewart-Rigo Farm and Ranch of Texas, copyright 2015, John J. Rigo

It is a sense of spirit
that I behold in surveying my land.
It is a spirit that I never beheld before.
 
It is the beauty of the land
stretching out before me
in endless sky
and gentle brezzes
that touch my face. 
 
I am now away from a city
I no longer love 
which only offers within itself
heart retching noise
and endless waste. 
 
My new country home is
a place called Eustace, Texas.
It is a sense of peace of spirit
that now abounds
around me each day
upon these twenty-nine acres. 
 
Welcome to East Texas
A preview and slice of heaven
of where my heart now lies.