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Dreams of Revelations

Dreams of Revelations

I awoke this morning
with the warmth, taste, and smell of my dreams
still lingering upon my body.
 
My lips were still moving in formed words
of forgiveness, on my part
with a request for forgiveness of those
whose warmth I felt upon me.
 
I awoke with a joy
and a sadness,
beyond words to describe.
I felt the need to tell of this dream
this past night.
 
It was a dream of forgiveness
forgiveness of the past.
A rejoining of old loves
long gone from today
but not forgotten.
 
The joy of reuniting was pure
and without hurt.
The embraces were real.
The words of happiness real.
 
There was no bitterness
other than the sweetness of memories from the past.
We had long forgiven each other
for our past hurts.
Hurts rendered
by our own lacking of thought.
 
The joy of the moment
was all that was important.
I fought to hold on to those moments.
 
I did not want to let them go.
Moments of love, happiness
revisited from days past.
 
Is this what love and happiness is all about
in its reincarnation from the past?
Is this what the past-over in death
to another life, is all about?
 
A new life with forgiveness
behind us, and only joy before us?
If it is so, then I face death with hope and joy.
No longer will I have
the dark fear that use to follow me.
 
Thank you Lord
for giving me insight this day
from the visits of my night.
 
I face this new day
seeking new signs
of my Lord’s Love for me. 
 
 
 
 
    

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"Cash Reward for information" five pellet shots in windowns of our commercial building for sale in McKinney, Texas copyright 2014 John J. Rigo

“Cash Reward for information” five pellet shots in windowns of our commercial building for sale in McKinney, Texas copyright 2014 John J. Rigo

Yesterday, October 8th, 2014 upon arriving at our office building for sale on 914 South McDonald Street in McKinney, Texas, we found that someone had shot five hi-impact pellet gun shots into the windows of our building.  The five shots were fired into two art deco windows closely spaced.  Seeing the damage was both heart-breaking and sad for us.  The building was our office for over twenty-eight years where my wife served others as Linda Terry State Farm Insurance. 

Why anyone would harm our building which is a landmark in McKinney from 50’s we have no idea.  In the forty years I have lived in McKinney prior to moving to East Texas, both my wife and I have done nothing but “Give to the community, it’s poor, its homeless,” which can be found in the massive remodeling of the New Samaritan Inn under our direction in 2005 and from our own funds.

The damage comes to about $700 to replace both windows.  The damage is not covered by any insurance.  The crime has duly been reported to the McKinney Police Department. The shots were fired between Tuesday afternoon of last week and yesterday at 11 a.m. yesterday.  We are offering a $300 cash reward to anyone who can identify who committed this crime with their ultimate arrest and conviction.  Contact John J. Rigo at 469-450-4144 or e-mail at texascommentator@hotmail.com 

 

 

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courtesy of life.com

The following poem was written on the afternoon of 9-11.  It relates to the sorrow and pain of our country losing loved ones in a senseless killing of innocence in the deaths of 2,973.

“Red, White and Blue” copyright 9-11-2001 John J. Rigo

Red, White and Blue are the colors before me on this day.

It will be a day remembered by numbers used to summon help.

Nine, One and One, bring only the recall of white dust,

rock, and twisted steel in a sea of sorrow.

Can these tears wash away the pain

that this day brings?

Tears shed for those we love and are no more.

I cry out for my Brothers and Sisters in the depth of pain

that befalls their hearts.

Could there be a greater sin,

then a day so dark?

I think not.

I pray for peace, comfort, and hope,

for the souls rejoined with my Lord this day.

Red, White and Blue,

I cling to thee for hope, peace,

and healing in Thee.

For Thou are the only One,

Who can bring sense to this gruesome day of pain.

…………………………………………………………………………………………………….

Personal Story:  I was born and raised in New York City.  My younger, and only brother, Richard Rigo of Smithtown, New York worked as a building engineer within blocks of ground zero.  He commuted every day to his building in the city from Smithtown.

On the morning of the attacks, my concern was for his safety.  Blessfully, he was on his way to work when the attacks began.  He returned home safely.

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Dreams of Revelations

Dreams of Revelations

I awoke this morning
with the warmth, taste, and smell of my dreams
still lingering upon my body.
My lips were still moving in formed words
of forgiveness, on my part
with a request for forgiveness of those
whose warmth I felt upon me.
 
I awoke with a joy
and a sadness,
beyond words to describe.
I felt the need to tell of this dream
this past night.
 
It was a dream of forgiveness
forgiveness of the past.
A rejoining of old loves
long gone from today
but not forgotten.
The joy of reuniting was pure
and without hurt.
The embraces were real.
The words of happiness real.
 
There was no bitterness
other than the sweetness of memories from the past.
We had long forgiven each other
for our past hurts.
Hurts rendered
by our own lacking of thought.
 
The joy of the moment
was all that was important.
I fought to hold on to those moments.
I did not want to let them go.
Moments of love, happiness
revisited from days past.
 
Is this what love and happiness is all about
in its reincarnation from the past?
Is this what the past-over in death
to another life, is all about?
 
A new life with forgiveness
behind us, and only joy before us?
If it is so, then I face death with hope and joy.
No longer will I have
the dark fear that use to follow me.
 
Thank you Lord
for giving me insight this day
from the visits of my night.
I face this new day
seeking new signs
of my Lord’s Love for me. 
 
 
 
 
    

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John J. Rigo’s name on the Veterans War Memorial in Mabank, Texas

John J. Rigo’s name on Veterans War Memorial in Mabank, Texas

Commentary for July 4th, 2014:  To my fellow veterans out there, a blessed day to you and all of your loved ones this day.

As a senior, I know there is not unlimited time in my life to be in this world.  I believe we all want to leave some part of us in the world.  Something beside a tomb stone in a forgotten grave yard some place.  Perhaps the kind of grave yard where the tomb stone lays flat on the ground.  A place where machines run across huge expanses of tomb stones while mowing.

I am proud to say, there is a place marked for me.  It is a memorial of beauty in an East Texas town of Mabank, Texas.  The memorial is a salute to perhaps, some of the happinest days of my life.  It was my four years of active duty in the Air Force.  Knowing that this place exists where my name is among those who have served our country with honor, brings me a truly wonderful peace. 

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courtesy of life.com

The following poem was written on the afternoon of 9-11.  It relates to the sorrow and pain of our country losing loved ones in a senseless killing of innocence in the deaths of 2,973.

“Red, White and Blue” copyright 9-11-2001 John J. Rigo

Red, White and Blue are the colors before me on this day.

It will be a day remembered by numbers used to summon help.

Nine, One and One, bring only the recall of white dust,

rock, and twisted steel in a sea of sorrow.

Can these tears wash away the pain

that this day brings?

Tears shed for those we love and are no more.

I cry out for my Brothers and Sisters in the depth of pain

that befalls their hearts.

Could there be a greater sin,

then a day so dark?

I think not.

I pray for peace, comfort, and hope,

for the souls rejoined with my Lord this day.

Red, White and Blue,

I cling to thee for hope, peace,

and healing in Thee.

For Thou are the only One,

Who can bring sense to this gruesome day of pain.

…………………………………………………………………………………………………….

Personal Story:  I was born and raised in New York City.  My younger, and only brother, Richard Rigo of Smithtown, New York worked as a building engineer within blocks of ground zero.  He commuted every day to his building in the city from Smithtown.

On the morning of the attacks, my concern was for his safety.  Blessfully, he was on his way to work when the attacks began.  He returned home safely.

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1927 Collin County Courthouse, McKinney Texas ...

1927 Collin County Courthouse, McKinney Texas Historical Marker (Photo credit: fables98)

 
 
The Old McKinney Square is gone.
The place of adventure and discovery
that I found as a young man in 1970.
 
My background was of one born in New York City.
I had no trinkets or heirlooms from my past.
Old decaying Brownstones in Harlem had no such things
especially from the poor family of an iron and steel worker.
 
I discovered the joy of collecting antiques
on the Old McKinney Square in those days.
The collecting became a passion for me
as I called each antique a precious find.
 
There was a magic in those crowded
dusty shelves
packed with hidden mystery.
 
Each shop owner
each dealer
became first name friends
with a smile and greeting
as I searched
a part of each day. 
 
It was about 2001
that my quests were no more
for you see
I ran out of space
for those treasures. 
 
Today in another April in 2013
added to my life.
I decided to again
visit my Old McKinney Square.
 
The warm friendly faces
that I once knew
where gone into the dusty trail of time.
 
The crowded shelves of discovery were no more.
The store fronts were new.
Their new chic names in Gold letters on them.
 
The antiques were new
made to look old.
They lacked a certain warmth
and history in their shiny new look.
 
My heart filled with sadness
for I then realized
I too would soon be gone.
 
The Old McKinney Square is gone
never remembered
but forgotten.
 
All my sweet memories
of joys past
will also be gone
into the eternal sunset.

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Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.  Author unknown.

Picture courtesy of Google Image Search. Author unknown.

"I miss my home of McKinney, Texas."  A poem by John J. Rigo

“I miss my home of McKinney, Texas.” A poem by John J. Rigo

It was a bitter bullet to my heart.
I miss McKinney, Texas.
It was my home for over 44 years.
I miss my home.
 
It was the dream home of a slum kid
born and raised in the jungles of New York City.
It was a dream fulfilled.
Its sweeping views.
Vast expanses of hardwood floors.
 
Its main jewel
A sparkling huge pool of diamonds.
A view that greeted me each morning
from my bedroom window
amidst a majestic view of sky
upon a golf course.
 
I miss my home of thirteen years.
It seems like a dream now
as I sit among these many acres
on a farm
in the middle of nowhere.
 
I miss the dozens of hand waves
from passing cars
as I mowed my lawn.
I miss the gal who ran by my home
each morning with a bright smile
and a kind word.
 
Now before me
lies an FM Road
with old beaten pick-up trucks
driving too fast.
Throwing their trash
before our gate.
 
I miss my home of
McKinney, Texas.
Loneliness is a bitter bullet.

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Courtesy of tamhsc.edu.  Defeating the Democratic Party in Texas in 2014 by John J. Rigo

Courtesy of tamhsc.edu. Defeating the Democratic Party in Texas in 2014 by John J. Rigo

Logo of Silver Star Farm and Ranch of Texas. Copyi 2014 John J. Rigo

Logo of Silver Star Farm and Ranch of Texas. Copyright 2014 John J. Rigo http://silverstarfarmandranchoftexas.com

 

There is a battle for the mind and control of Texas.  There is no compromises in this war that President Obama and his Henchmen have planned for Texas.  In any election in the State of Texas, voting for a registered Democratic in a local, regional, and state-wise election enables the thieves and crooks power in their desire to take over our state.

Texas represents the “Last Frontier” for the United States.  Within its borders, lies unlimited opportunity for growing businesses to Texas.  Texas is looked upon as the state, the cartel, the underworld, the corrupt politicians of Washington wish to conquer as the Virginal Bride of our country….Texas….unspoiled and beautiful.

Do not be mislead by the snake words of liberals, they are nothing more than Democrat’s in the clothing of sheep skins upon the disguises of hungry wolves.  Avoid like the plague those who claim to “vote for the best candidate” and claim no party affiliation.  They are decoys of the Democratic party.

In this coming May 2014 in local elections in our communities and this coming November, in State and National elections, let us clean house of all the Democrats at all local levels in government, as well as the national scene.  It is the only hope left, that we a “Free Americans” have in saving our country from the likes of Obama and his planned destruction of our country over the next three years.

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“A Haven of Hope” A Dream of a Homeless Shelter for Henderson County in Texas.

 
 
It can be a place of hope.
A shelter of caring love
and future dreams.
 
A second chance for many
and a third chance for others.
A shelter beyond just protection
against rain, wind, heat and cold.
 
A complex overcoming the appearance of lost hope.
Warm beds, class rooms and a library at its core
offering new lifetime friendships in a common bond.
 
A destination that never closes a door to those who leave.
Helping hands with hearts exposed
in words and deeds rendered
to those who were without hope.
 
Are we not as great
as the least among us?
A new start for children
for beatened mothers
for our lost warriors
returning from war.
 
A light burning ever so brightly
in showing all who come
that love is not only just a word.
 
The “Haven of Hope”
a diamond in our mist
shining ever so brightly.

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