With so many interesting people in
these stories, it is difficult to see who the Me will be in each one for my
kids before reading the books. In the
case of Paul Bunyan & Me in Yosemite, it is up to the reader to decide
since the story has several different branches and we get to meet the son of
Paul Bunyan. I could tell you who I
thing deserves the Me, but in most cases my opinion will not count. My
daughters both came up with a different answer than my two boys.
They loved the book, especially after
visiting Yosemite so many times they could feel and remember the places we
visit and at one point the smells even came to their mind. I am anxious to hear back from their friends
who have never been to Yosemite to find out how they pictured the park and
places we visit in the book.
I have included the visit of President
Barack Obama without mentioning his actual name for legal purposes. I don't want to worry about hiring a full-time
lawyer when now, I have already invested over a year and thousands of savings
into this without making a penny.
I have been in touch with people who
currently work for the 44th President.
They assure me that he would be thrilled to be part of this book, but
that still does not convince me to put his name in this.
The Personality of the President
visiting Yosemite in my book, is the best I could do to match President
Obama. Last year I spoke to people who
were there, and I have watched countless videos of people who recorded him
during his visit.
The only difference in this story is
that his visit surrounds the damage Babe the big blue Ox (Paul Bunyan's Bull)
caused to the Hetch Hetchy dam.
Climate change is not mentioned
directly since it is the outline of our next three stories as they chase
Kokopelli all over the National Parks of the West.
The art and concept, I created myself
with the help of a water color specialist who gave it a more professional touch
with the face details and colors.
Back to the who is Me in John Henry and
Me in the Grand Canyon, is still up in the air right now. The story is in its initial stages, and it
will become obvious that President Obama is a very close friend to John
Henry. That does not me I will bring him
back, but I have been asked this on my website.
The basket in the picture has a big
part with time that can contain Kokopelli, so Post Presidency President Barack
Obama might just have a chance. I doubt
he will ever read it or even get around to approving the use of his name, but
it would be fun to include.
My family is mixed both Democrat and
Republican, some who are Mormon and other who are not. I prefer to vote on issues that matter to me,
and issues I understand. I vote for
people who I think I can trust, not because I know them but because it is the
best I can do with the information I am given.
I was raised in foster families my
entire life. I went to school with people
who shaped who I am more than the foster parents or families that said good
night to me each night.
I look for an example in people. I don't read other people’s opinions who meet
the leaders I vote for. I watch how they
are with the people who are around them.
I see how they treat family, I see how
they treat the people next to them. I
really wish I could see how they treat people when the cameras are off, but in
most cases, we can’t.
President Barack Obama is a people
person. He plays with kids. He rolls up his sleeves to sit in the dirt
and take a picture with them. He thinks
about their feelings as he passes out gifts.
Sure, it is great if the First Lady hands it to you, but if it was first
in the hands of the President (no matter what President) it is gold. I could be a pine cone and a kid would
cherish it as gold.
In the personal videos, I have seen of
the President, he cares. He knows that
each child needs to see it come from him, so he goes the extra mile and gets
more so that each child can have one.
No, I don't worship him, I just look
for greatness in people. Like the Disney movie Monsters, the world is thriving
on the fear and screams of pain. I think if we focused on the good and feeding off
service and the good in people, the tables would turn.
The zombie explosion of movies is the
fruit of madness and selfishness in the world.
What if a virus caused you to sprout roots and turn into a tree instead
and if your heart was pure (leaning towards Mother Nature) you were left alone.
If your heart pure evil, then you sprouted thorns and became a brier patch.
Enough for today. Happy restful Sunday to any who even read
this blog.