San Francisco Vacation - Day 4
What an amazing day! We spent it at the deYoung Museum.
The Botanical Gardens at San Francisco's Golden Gate Park are amazing!
Every year I take my sons camping... just me and the boys doing guy stuff. You know: burping and passing gas at the table, using knives as forks, eating with our hands when we should eat with utensils. Oh yeah... and there's not a while lot of green vegetables around, either.
I ran into a link for THIS ARTICLE from Business Week over on Kem Meyer's blog:
For the last year, we've been sending money to the Kristin Brooks Hope Center, which is also known as Hopeline and 1-800-SUICIDE. It's been far from a one-sided relationship. These guys have helped us provide suicide prevention training to our entire team, including all of our volunteers. They have shared everything from ideas and information to struggles and dreams, and they've become friends in the process.This post is a port of Watercooler Wednesday hosted by Ethos.
Hopeline was founded by Reese Butler in 1998, after he lost his wife Kristin to suicide. Since that time, the Kristin Brooks Hope Center has provided help to nearly three million callers.
Today, 1-800-SUICIDE is in need of some help of it's own.
PICK UP THE PHONE is a campaign partnership between the communities of To Write Love on Her Arms and PostSecret to provide support for the work of the National Hopeline Network and the Kristin Brooks Hope Center (KBHC).
Over the past decade, the Kristin Brooks Hope Center and 1-800-SUICIDE have helped thousands of people through the Hopeline network. With your support and with the support of TWLOHA and PostSecret, they will be able to continue to provide this assistance, along with the comfort of complete confidentiality.
As a result of the many calls that 1-800-SUICIDE receives every day, and because of a delay in government funding, Hopeline is struggling to pay their phone bill. If this bill is not paid, the government will be allowed to fully take control of 1-800-SUICIDE. Part of what makes Hopeline such a powerful resource is that the calls placed to this number are completely private and confidential. We believe that the responsibility for providing a private and confidential environment in which to find help should remain in the hands of those who had the heart and compassion to begin this work ten years ago.
I saw this over on Chad's blog. I nearly wet my pants.
I told you Tony Morgan was the man. He declared yesterday Patrick Callahan Day.
As the famous twang of Hank Williams Jr. blasted from an SUV stereo Friday afternoon, about 30 folks socialized, sipped soda and puffed on cigarettes.
No, this wasn't a Fourth of July backyard barbecue. It was the run-up to a wedding.
In a Waffle House parking lot.
The lucky couple, George "Bubba" Mathis and Pamela Christian - both 23 and employees at the Dacula diner located at the Ga. Highway 316/U.S. Highway 29 interchange - wouldn't have it any other way.
"I don't know, it's something different," Mathis said while fixing his tie prior to the ceremony.
For years, the couple tried to marry on their Independence Day anniversary. But the bride was always scheduled to work. Instead of waiting any longer - she got the day off at the last minute; Mathis had to report for the morning shift - the couple of nine years decided to seal the deal at work.
The result was what a NASCAR tailgate might be like if Hank Jr. himself stopped by with all his rowdy friends: Loud and proud - country music, storytelling and plenty of Dale Earnhardt paraphernalia - and not an iota of pretentiousness.
Shortly after exchanging vows under the shade of a tree next to the parking lot, both man and wife let out sighs of relief as they picked up their two little blonde girls and chatted with family and friends. But there was not time to relax - the wedding cake had to be cut inside.
"It's been crazy, madness," the bride said. "Finally, everything worked out."
Standing nearby, the father of the newly minted Mrs. Pamela Mathis, William Christopher, wondered if anyone had videotaped the ceremony. He wants to send it in to CMT.
"I think it's pretty redneck myself," he said, laughing. "But I'm a redneck anyway, so."
The couple plans to honeymoon Monday and Tuesday, but then it's back to work.
The destination?
"I don't know yet," Mathis said.
Sunday was Randy's last day at NewCov. He has been an integral part of the ministry here for a bunch of years, starting as a youth ministry intern and finishing as the Production Director.
From The Beginner's Bible Coloring Book...