The Easter Bunny and Easter Sunday


When I was a small pup and began to realize that everything I was being told may not be true, I began to have serious doubts concerning the Easter Bunny.

At the time, I was growing up on a small Midwestern farm. We had cows, horses, turkeys, chickens and pet rabbits.

In my then limited experience, I had seen rabbits give birth several times, and consequently, had never seen one lay an egg.

I didn’t say much, I kind of liked the tradition and all the candy and hard boiled eggs that Mr. Easter Bunny left. I wasn’t going to mess that up, even though the tradition really didn’t make much sense.

Sometimes it is best to just leave sleeping dogs lie.

As time went by, I began to realize there may be a method to the madness.

In ancient cultures, the egg often symbolized a rebirth, in ancient Sumeria there was a spring festival resembling Easter. It was the barley harvest festival, a celebration of the harvesting of the barley by giving thanks to the creator for a bountiful harvest.

From what I understand the egg symbolized  rebirth in Sumerian culture because a live chicken would eventually emerge from the egg, thus symbolizing rebirth.

I still haven’t a clue how the bunny enters into this equation, unless because the bunny reproduces in large quantities, it may symbolize a plentiful harvest.

I’m not even sure if there were bunnies in Sumeria.

Ah, the mystery continues.

That may be one of Hugh Heffner’s marketing ploys.

Growing up on a dairy farm in southeastern Indiana, Gary traveled very little until midlife, when the opportunity became available to him.

Grabbing his camera and a bag full of equipment, he began his vision quest traveling to most areas of the United States and several countries abroad.

Along the way he collected several thousand photographs that he wants to share with everyone.

Gary decided the best way to accomplish his goal was to publish photo documentaries on the various areas of the world he has visited.

What will follow will be several photography books, who knows how many will wind up in his collection.

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We Are Changing Our Culture By Changing Our Holidays

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There is a continuous move by the liberals to  change holidays to make them conform to political correctness.

The latest move is to vilify Columbus and change Columbus Day to Indigenous Peoples Day or  as some want, to change it to Fall Holiday.

Along the same lines, the same school district that proposed this wants to change Good Friday to Spring Holiday.

Good Friday is a religious holiday, a Christian religious holiday. That is why Good Friday exists, it isn’t a spring holiday. A spring holiday is spring break. The politically  correct crowd has only one motive, to destroy our way of life and institute what they think is a better secular lifestyle. It reminds me of what the Taliban did in Afghanistan, we all know how that turned out.

Our nation was founded on Judeo-Christian values and the only way we will survive as a nation is to adhere to those values.

That doesn’t in any way mean that no other religions are welcome, they are, but our core values are Judeo-Christian and that is how it should remain.

If we become a secular nation, we will lose all the values and traditions that made this country great.

We all know that Columbus wasn’t the first European to visit North America, many came before him, but that doesn’t diminish what he accomplished, and the effect his visit had on the world.

No other early visitor had such impact on world history. People say he treated the American Indians badly and as a result, their land was stolen by the evil white man. In those days many atrocities did occur, on both sides. The Europeans introduced smallpox to the western hemisphere, and the Indians gave us syphilis and tobacco. Fair exchange?

They say their land was stolen. What did they do with the land? The American Indians inhabited this land for ten thousand years, did they improve their living conditions or develop the resources available in the land of plenty? They lived here for generations and never improved their culture one iota. The natural resources were placed here by God for us to use in order to make our lives better, by not using what God gives us, we are squandering the land.

By nor advancing their culture and improving their way of life, they fell behind in the technology field, thus they were easy targets for another culture that had advanced. They brought about their own demise. We, as a people can only do two things, advance, grow and learn, or remain the same and fall into ruin.  I don’t think we were placed on earth to not improve our lives.

I have the utmost regard and respect for all native peoples. In light of how many times the American Indians actually helped the early colonists  settle this land, and the contributions they made, I believe in the end things turned out the way they were meant to. Going forward, I believe both the white man and the Indian could learn much from each other to make this a better world for all.

Common sense for the modern era

photo of a distinguished older gentleman

Wisdom lost through the ages, common sense is no longer common.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,

Your comments are welcome


Kid's Quickies

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It was Palm Sunday and, because of a sore throat, five-year-old Johnny stayed home from church with a sitter. When the family returned home, they were carrying several palm branches. The boy asked what they were for. “People held them over Jesus’ head as he walked by,”

his older brother explained. “Wouldn’t you know it,” the boy fumed. “The one Sunday I don’t go, He showed up!”


One Easter Sunday morning as the minister was preaching the children’s sermon, he reached into his bag of props
and pulled out an egg. He pointed at the egg and asked the children, “What’s in here?”

“I know!” a little boy exclaimed. “Pantyhose!”


The prospective father-in-law asked, “Young man, can you support a family?”

The surprised groom-to-be replied, “Well, no. I was just planning to support your daughter. The rest of you will have to fend for yourselves.”


Little Johnny asked his grandma how old she was. Grandma answered, “39 and holding.”

Johnny thought for a moment, and then said, “And how old would you be if you let go?”


The Sunday School teacher asked, “Now, Johnny, tell me, do you say prayers before eating?”

“No sir,” he replied, “We don’t have to. My Mom is a good cook!”

 Gary has been a writer/ photographer for over 20 years, specializing in nature,landscapes and studying native cultures.Besides visiting most of the United States, he has traveled to such places as Egypt,the Canary Islands,much of the Caribbean. He has studied  the Mayan Cultures in Central America, and the Australian Aboriginal way of life.Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in many different parts of the world!

He has published several books about the various cultures he has observed.

For more information and a link to his hard cover and Ebooks,and contact information: please check his website,

Your comments appreciated

church and state

There has been much debate over the years about what the founding fathers meant about the separation of church and state. In recent times there has been much disinformation about how they actually believed, especially George Washington. In this short Ebook the author tries to explain how they actually felt.

The Easter Parade

The Easter

There was to be an Easter parade in their
town and the
two young boys were working hard on their small float for
the parade in the basement of their church.

They decorated
their small wagon and placed a wooden cross right in the
center of it. They put flowers on and around the cross and
draped it with purple strips of cloth.

The pastor happened to
stop by the the room. He looked at the boys’ float and said,
“I am sorry boys, but you have it all wrong. The cross was
not beautiful like you have made it. It was rugged, hard, and
ugly. You will have to change your float.”

The boys stood
silent for a moment. Then one of the boys looked up to His
pastor and responded, “But pastor, I thought that Jesus
never touched anything and left it the same!?”

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