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Thursday, March 7, 2019

Angelic Answers on Sale

For a limited time, Kathryn Magee's book, Angelic Answers Love Letters for Daily Life is only $.99!  This is a great work for spiritual rejuvenation and dealing with the trials of everyday life. It makes a great gift for some one you know is hurting and needs a helping hand. 

Click on the link below and get your copy today!

Angelic Answers

Friday, January 18, 2019

Radio Interview Press Release

It's been a month in the making but it's finally going to happnen I will be featured on CUTV radio program with Jim Masters next week, January 22nd 4pm EST. 

Click on the link for the press releaseCUTV Radio Interview  

Looking forward to hearing from everyone! 


Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Poetry for women who have served in the armed forces

One of the poems from "Women of War"

The Picture

How many times have I looked at it?
I’ve carried it around all these years,
The edges are frayed and worn,
The image is faded.
We were so young once,
and happy!

You were so stunning in your uniform
I wore my mother’s wedding dress,
something borrowed, something blue.
We never thought our
time would stop.

As I write this, I remember the songs from those carefree days:
“Seasons in the Sun,”
“Slow Dancing,”
“He Stopped Loving Her Today.”

Tears cascade onto the paperwork. They are joyful remembrances, not sorrow.

You talked of coming back and being a rodeo star!
“Amarillo by Morning” just finished playing. It takes my breath away.

When I imagine you in a tight pair of wranglers and your worn cowboy hat.
My God, you were so handsome !...and then you were called up.

We put our lives on hold until you came back. But you didn’t. You couldn’t.
My life was so empty until our son entered the world.
I promised myself, he would know you, if only in spirit.

I held many jobs and never regretted a one. They kept us fed, clothed and sheltered
Times were hard and some days I didn’t think I could go on, but I had to.
For you, Jack Jr and myself.
God, how I miss you!

When James came into my life,
I was scared to death.
Over time he assured me
he would accept me, Jack Jr and your memory into his house.

With time, I slowly relaxed and let him bring down the walls I thought were sheltering me from more hurt.

I knew I was with the right man when he sat me and Jack Jr down,
“Jack, would it be all right if I married your mom? But, before you answer,
would you ask your dad too?”

I must have sobbed for an hour when Jack beamed up and said
“Daddy and I agree. You will make a great father to me and the best husband Mom could find.”

Many times our children, would catch me at the kitchen table, smoking a cigarette, drinking a cup of coffee, cradling The Picture and crying.

Seldom did they intrude. Rather, they look to Jack and James for guidance and an explanation. The reply was always the same, “Mother is having a moment. Give her time and she’ll be back.”

“What is she holding in her hands that makes her so sad?”
“Someday, you’ll have to ask her. But not today.”

I never let on I heard them talking about me
I would pull myself together and place the photo back in
my pocketbook and return to the present.

Twenty years passed. We were as happy as a family could be. James and I supported them in all their endeavors whether they be: sports, arts or academics.

James planted a garden under my kitchen window, with different colored roses for each family member. That lush purple one? That’s you.

The day Jack Jr graduated from high school I was left breathless. When he walked across the stage I saw him standing by your side smiling and then you looked up and waved at me. 

When we came home I cried for an hour. Jack Jr. and James walked into the kitchen and sat at the table. They both placed a hand on mine, holding The Picture.

Jack squeezed my hand. “Mom, I felt him, too.”

I sobbed uncontrollably. “James I’m so sorry. After all these years, it shouldn’t affect me like this. I’m so sorry.”

He wiped a few tears from my face; brushed a few tear-soaked strands of hair away, then looked deep in my eyes. “Sweetheart, we all love you.”

I tremble as the love of this man fills me with strength.
He hasn’t replaced you, but he has planted a garden in my heart, once empty and barren. 

The kids are all grown and have lives of their own. James passed a few years back, but then I think you knew that.

I see my life flash by, a lush garden that grew from love.

I reach up, turn off the lamp, cradle your picture and take my final breath.

I’m coming home. 

copyright@2018 LDDJ Enterprises Publishing

Monday, December 17, 2018

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Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Women of War: Poetry


Just in time for Thanksgiving!


Click on the link below and begin your journey. 
Women of War


Sunday, September 30, 2018

Texas Rangers

A sad day but a great day. The regular season will come to an end but the playoffs are heating up. Will there be a two way tie at the end of the day between the Dodgers/Rockies and Cubs/Brewers? That would give us two extra games to determine the winners. This is why they play 162 games a year. Can the A's knock off the might Yankees in the Bronx? This, I would like to see. Oakland has had a fantastic season. But the best part, the Rangers will end this pathetic year thirty games out and we will no longer have to suffer the commentary of Tom Grieve, C.J. Nit-wit-kowski and Dave Raymond. These three have to be the worse announcers in years. The rambling has become intolerable, but with John Daniels running the show, this is what he wants-stooges in the booth.

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

Women of War

New poetry book is only weeks away from being released! 

The first work of poetry dedicated solely to those women who served, cared for the wounded or waited for their loved one to return home.  

The idea came from the scene in "We Soldiers Once," where Lieutenant Colonel Moore's wife is delivering the Western Union telegrams. How could one not be moved watching the reaction of the wives as they were notified their man wouldn't be coming home. 

I hope I've done them the justice they deserve.  

Monday, July 23, 2018

Books Galore!

If you live in or close to Ft. Meyers, Florida, you can get a hard copy of the following works at P.J. Boox:

Love's True Second Chance


Gateway: Pioche and

Destination D.C.

Monday, July 16, 2018

Epci Fail #ESPN But then we're used to it.

Good job, ESPN, you managed to jack up the opening ceremony for the homerun derby. Can't see shit because of your stupid smoke show. Well done! You have proved you can screw-up a wet-dream!

Monday, July 2, 2018

Time for Maxine Waters to go!

I will not clutter up this blog with political posts, but occasionally people have to make a statement. That time happened when the dishonorable Maxine Waters called for open warfare and demonstrations on Trump's cabinet members. This behavior unacceptable from either side of the aisle. It is time for us on the right to make and stand and let them know, both sides, enough is enough!

June 25th, 2018

To the dishonorable Maxine Waters,

            We, the American people who have read the Constitution and Bill of Rights have had enough! We believe in upholding the laws of the land whether they were passed by Democrats, Republicans or Independents. We might not like them all, but we will abide by them until they are revised. EX: Affordable Health Care Act.
            Unfortunately, your actions and speeches are not a reflection of what our Founder Father’s laid out. You should read the Federalist Papers to understand what they had in mind. It sure the hell is not what you continue to rant about. And this current conflagration of you calling for war against Republicans or any other group that does not agree with your un-fiscal, socialist ideas is repugnant.
            You claim to be a voice for those who have none. Yet, you are doing your damndest, along with your colleagues, Schumer and Pelosi to silence those who disagree. Imagine if that would have happened over two hundred and forty-two years ago. Need a hint what happened back then? Look it up.
            Your vileness is why we voted Trump into office. He is not an eloquent or polished speaker. He shoots from the hip and says what is on his mind. Some times it’s over the top, but he is doing something you and your so called, illustrious colleagues cannot fathom; listening to the American public and acting.
            He doesn’t spend hours chasing media coverage like you and your honorable colleagues do. For we all know, they are some of your biggest donors and spreading lies and Fake News has become the norm. You and your cronies would have been stars for Pulitzer and Hearst. I would give you a much needed lecture, but that would be pointless because you would have to do your own research.
            We Americans are sick and tired of your pointless, unsubstantiated claims against our 45th President, Donald Trump. He is a man of action and is taking it. That is what we voted for. We are sick of your outrageous spending and wasting our money while you keep putting your face in the camera, spouting off old, tiresome rhetoric.
            It is time you went to work to make this country better and not the cesspool we endured for the last eight years.  We are not taking it anymore!
            We now have a leader with a backbone who isn’t afraid to act. Like all Presidents, he will make mistakes but so far in a year and-a-half he has done more to Make America Great Again then his three predecessors: strong military, job creation, fairer trade deals, a leader in the UN, excellent foreign policies that benefit the world. And he’s only begun!
            There is a wave sweeping across our great country and if you and your colleagues can’t see it, then you will wind up as chaff in the fields and be trampled!
            So, you can continue on your current path of destruction or decide it is time to start working with Trump. If not, me and my fellow Americans will be the ones walking across the fields making sure you and those who think like you never germinate again!


A Conservative American
Jeff Dawson
1055 Regal Row #314
Dallas, TX. 75247