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Jeff Wrangler:
--- Quote from: wdj on January 04, 2008, 07:04:57 pm ---Here is a photo of the actual location of Gehenna, the word that gets translated as "hell."
So this is the location - Gehenna - that they were talking about in the Bible when they said hell.
This chasm is what the word hell refers to. To go to hell means to be tossed into this gully.
Doesn't look all that bad ... :-\
I'll move this over to the new Eschatology thread!! :D
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Gee. And here all along I thought the actual location of Gehenna was the Department of Motor Vehicles. ...
Shakesthecoffecan:
--- Quote from: Shakestheground on January 03, 2008, 04:48:46 pm ---
What I really remember was his Aunt, His Grandfather and the Rev. Karma at the Food Country buying a couple of cases of beer shouting "We're having a baby!"
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Wow.
SO last night I get this email from Marty that Weston's grandfather died yesterday. A sad thing to loose such a good person and a colorful character, but not unexpected. He had been in really bad health for a while now.
The grandfather, Tedd Blevins, was a remarkable man. He was a painter, my Art History Teacher, a carouser, partier, and all around good old hippy. I can remember sitting in class, the smoke from his cigarette being sucked in to the fan that cooled the slide projector. He lecturing about Fra Filipo Lippi and his son Filipino, and we would all be watchin' as the ash on the cigarette grew longer and longer and finally fell.
One of his students later opened an eatery in a nearby town and named a sandwich after him, it was balogne on white bread.
There are a million stories about this man, but my favorite I will share with you now. Warning: this does contain a reference to a socially unacceptable racial term.
Tedd had this girlfriend named Delores who lived in Rice Terrace, the housing project below the school, on Mary Street. One night she and Tedd were in bed doin' the wild thing when a fight broke out in the middle of said street between two gentlemen of African American heritage. I knew one of them, he was a local florist so I could guess what it was about.
Tedd, hopped out of bed, ran downstairs and out into the street nekkid as the day he was born, right up to them and hollered as loud as he could, shaking a finger: "Ya'll cut that out right now you going to give (plural of n-word) a bad name!".
Well, they of course turned to him with that look of WTF and there stood this scrawney assed, drunk, nekkid little white man with an erection who probably immediatly commenced to bum a cigarette. Fight was over, they were so disarmed there was no way they could resume it. Tedd the Peacemaker.
This is an example of his artwork:
Shasta542:
--- Quote ---One of his students later opened an eatery in a nearby town and named a sandwich after him, it was balogne on white bread.
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:laugh: :laugh:
What a great story -- he needs to be one of those "my most unforgettable characters" that they have in Readers Digest.
Are you going to be able to attend his funeral? It should be quite memorable.
ifyoucantfixit:
I am so sorry Truman you have lost another friend. He was obviously very talented...that is amazing.
I hate to hear when the good people go...It seems that the world has so few of them these days.
We also lose the stories they could tell..That is the greatest tragedy of all...The common thread.
That poor family sure has had a lot to deal with...my thoughts are with them also...
That just gave me a thought about a topic to put on my blog...
HerrKaiser:
Sad to lose someone, but wonderful to now how much he positively impacted those around him.
Isn't the term of endearment "GRANDparent" simply lovely? Grand parent. A person who has grown into a grand position in family and community because of their time on earth and off spring. such a nice concept and those who know them are blessed.
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