Chapter 265


Our hope is that every homosexual youth in this country can find a home and someone to love them as they are.
No one deserves to be discriminated against, no matter what their differences from society's norm

A tidy quote from chapter 137
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    Poor Yuri has a very difficult time learning our family eye talk code. He and Roddy are very close and Roddy works with his little brother constantly. Yuri just can't flutter his eye lids. Something good did come about from their work together, they have learned to talk to each other mentally.
    In the last paragraph of the previous chapter Cullen James–Kuckunniwi–observed that Yuri could not read minds, he told us that he could fix that. After only one half hour session together Yuri was able to see into the mind of another. C.J. continued to work with his older brother each day and now Yuri has developed a gift that has come natural to my other sons and myself. We hold that gift close to our hearts and don't let on to others that we have it. Wes is gifted that way and Cory is too, to a point. Cory can't dig deep enough to know the sub-conscious thoughts of another, only what is the front of their minds.
    I had developed an ability to communicate with the others, but not to be able to carry on a full conversation the way my two sons can, Kuckunniwi fixed that for his daddy. The power that the boy has is uncanny, and almost frightening. I can only pray that he will always use his gift to the Glory of the Lord and that he never turns to the wiles of the evil one.

    When I returned from my trip to the prison I had Jareth Sanger in the car with me. My stopover on the road to visit with the biker gang had pushed my time envelope to the point that I was about to be late for the graduation ceremonies at the elementary school where Yuri, Tiger, Khalid, Hamal, and Kardal attend. Khalid, Hamal, and Kardal have done exceptionally well with their school work. None of them spoke a word of English when I brought them to Tucson in 2007 and enrolling them in school had been a real hassle. The three little urchins have endeared themselves to the teachers in the same way that they have wormed their way into the hearts of all of my family.
    Yuri is a very gifted boy in so many ways. He is also a brilliant student. He has only been a part of my family for about a year, but in that time he showed all of us that he means business. I was afraid that his lack of a working knowledge of the English language and its nuisances would hold him back. No such thing in that boy's vocabulary. He was admitted to the elementary school on the basis of his test scores, he was placed in the fourth grade.
    He worked daily with Roddy to learn English and Tsalagi. In return he taught Roddy Русско
. He was advanced to the fifth grade at the mid-term. Now the, soon to be, ten year old boy is moving up again.
    On this day all five of the boys were moving on and into Junior High School as sixth graders. I was one proud papa and I wouldn't have miss that moment in their lives for any reason, even though I almost did. I had to turn on my red and blues and let my siren startle motorists as I blew past them on my way through town. It was kind of illegal, but they could give me a ticket, I know a judge wouldn't put me in jail, but maybe he would give me a hefty fine. I think that I could afford that. Jareth and I arrived at the school with time to spare. I had called the house and had jeans and a long sleeve school shirt sent down for Jareth to wear, It wouldn't do for him to be seen in his biker colors and with his tattoos showing. RD made the delivery and thanked me for reminding him that his little brother was about to move on into manhood on that afternoon.
    Ugitsiha arrived with the toddlers. The two little guys ran directly to Yuri to give him a hug. I was impressed by the fact that there were many students, parents, and staff milling around and Yuri was deep in the middle of the crowd. My two little Indian braves tracked their older brother down instantly.
    A BAW school bus pulled in and discharged the older brothers of the boys so that they could see their big day for themselves. EJ had ridden the bus with the boys from Seigy's castle. All of the boys in the school are one big happy family and the tiny three have a lot of admirers. It was just impossible for all of them to fit into the small area that had been designated for the ceremony. Another happy well wisher was on that bus, Roddy wanted to watch his brother move up to a new horizon in his life. The love that Roddy and Yuri have for each other is beautiful. All five of my sons express deep, devoted love to each other. Sure there are arguments, but I don't see the arguing that I have witnessed with other brother couples in my family. I am really glad that they don't fight like Hmcal and Bahir.
    Arizona has developed a testing standard for every student in grades 3-10. In order for any student to graduate from a public high school he must pass the four parts of the AIMS test I was proud of the students of the elementary school of which I am a partner, seventy two percent of them passed all four parts of the test with a minimum score of ninety percent. Every other student in the school passed the test with average scores. My five precious boy had each passed the standardized test with a score of one hundred percent on all four parts. I watched a very proud EJ as he tossed his little Tiger Bear into the air and blew raspberries on his belly at the news.
    Harry and Toby came to the graduation ceremony along with the eldest brother of the boys from Seigy's castle, Jace and his husband, Frank.

    Jace is disenchanted with life in general. He has more money than there is dirt on the earth and he feels that everyone wants a piece of it. He has been bombarded with every type of shyster and con-man trying to get into his pockets. Jace keeps his pockets tightly closed and he is very protective his lover. The two men tried to move back to New York and live in their childhood homes, but they were quickly ferreted out by people that wanted to get rich quick at the expense of someone else's purse. Six lawsuits were filed seeking money for their children that had been taken from them by Justice Dubois, Howard P. Hildebrand, and Everett Rothsfeld. Our lawyers stepped in and showed that Jace Weller-Dickson is also a victim and the money was not available to litigation, period. The lawsuits never saw a courtroom.
    I had given the couple Voyageur Marin for a place to get away from it all, but they told me that it was to small for their needs. At a current cost of eight hundred and sixty million dollars Jace is having a houseboat built for them to hide at sea in. The boat is really a house with five bedrooms and space for fifty friends in smaller rooms with double beds. It sports a helipad for a twenty five passenger helicopter and it has a floating dock for Voyageur Marin to be secured onboard.
    The floating palace even sports a large sized swimming pool with a five meter diving board. The sixty foot wide ship spans across two outrigger type pontoons that contain the refrigerators and food storage. A third tri-hull is beneath the main portion of the ship, it contains two back up diesel engines and a large electric motor that runs off of solar generated electricity. Excess power is stored in a battery array behind the sixteen crew quarters in the main hull. The bridge sits above the living room of the house. Captain's quarters and a recreation room for the crew sit to the rear of that making the ship three decks high and one hundred and four feet long.
    The low water resistence of the ship is designed to cruise at twenty knots under electric power and able to obtain sixty knots with the diesel backups That speed can only be maintained for fifteen to twenty nautical miles. just long enough to get away from pirates. Pirates are my fear for the boys. If they are captured and it is discovered who Jace is then we would face a real problem. Someone suggested that the pair keep a helicopter onboard for an escape pod. The ship is capable of ocean travel and a helicopter would not be able to make land before running out of fuel. There is discussion to have a twenty person submarine built into one of the outriggers, that is an engineering nightmare that will have to be worked on.

    The family had a real treat in the form of a surprise visit on Saturday, May 21, 2011, but let me have our visitor tell this part of the story:
    Hello dear, dear readers. I am Carl Dickson, the author of these pages that have kept you spell bound for many, many months. I have wanted to visit with Chris and the boys in their home for some time now. I was overjoyed when my schedule worked around Chris's itinerary. My visit just happens to coincide with the graduation ceremonies for the class of 2011 from the University of Arizona at Tucson.
    I wanted to re-visit the boys that I started this story with and learn what is happening in their lives now seven years later. I am sure that you will want me to start with the first of the boys. Even though Turner is entwined in chapters throughout this story we will go there first. Turner is what I would call Chris's private secretary. The young man is now twenty one and graduated last night with a BA in business administration. He graduated with top honors and was in the top five percent of his graduating class. He and Adam are still together and their love seems to be solid.
    Turner's brother Tyler graduated in 2008 with a degree in education. He prefers the administrative end of that profession over standing in a classroom. He is currently serving Chris and the boys as the Dean of Admissions at BAW keeping the records straight and making sure that each student is housed, fed, clothed, as well as educated. Tyler was married to Cas in the summer of 2008, one can not be moved from the other by dynamite.
    Trevor graduated last night with a 4.0 GPA and in the top five percent of his class as a mechanical artist, he draws schematics, renderings, and blue prints from the work of engineers. He and eighteen year old Arman are very happy together and they plan to buy themselves a home in Phoenix where Trevor has been promised a six figure income job.
    Alec graduated with no particular direction for his life in mind. He chose a major in fine arts, but only to adhere to the school's policies. He and nineteen year old Evan are still tight and Alec has said that he will follow Evan wherever he goes then decide what to do with his life.
    The next member of the house of happy fairies to be introduced was Pete. Flying Pete became mommie to the boys because of his relationship with Chris. Now Pete is a certified pilot and transports Chris around the globe. Eddy is still Pete's significant other.
    Now comes sweet "hot to trot, Jim the cock". I believe that everyone knows that Chris would be with this boy if he had not met Cory. Jim is a genius. He has achieved a Master's degree in Electrical Engineering and is now shooting for his PHD. His work with Andy at Foss Industries is TOP SECRET, but we see some of the results of that work in the things that he has invented. Of course now that he has a real King in his life he doesn't mess around, unless Chris wants him.
    We all know and love Jerry and Tim and how they came to live in Tucson, but do you remember that Tim is now in the oyster business? The two boys did not finish college after moving into the house two doors down from βφτ house, that Ethan had lived with his grandfather. This happily married couple are a model for all of the students at BAW as they can see how a gay couple can live and prosper.
    Next to enter the family is our very own Cory. That young man has made many changes in Chris, and all for the better. He has given Chris direction in his life and made him into a person who deeply cares about lost boys as people, not just sex objects. Cory received his BSME last night and he celebrated in the arms of his dad and husband all night long. Cory is the father of three. He married the first girl that ever winked her eye and wiggled her hip at him and he has never regretted a moment of that decision. His daughter, Awinita is a very powerful young girl of two years and eight months. Cory may have another rising star in his newest son, seven month old Steven Allen.
    Have you noticed that Chris and Cory name their sons after each other? There is Christopher Cory, actually named after Chrisy, then his newest boy, Steven Allen; Chris's middle name and Cory's middle name. Chris has Cory Stevens and Cullen James; Kuckunniwi was named after Chris's nephew and Jimmy. What will Chris name his newest son that is due in December. Oops, I let that one out of the bag didn't I?
    Back to the core family we have Cas next in order. We already covered Cas with his husband's story. Cas is the sports director at BAW overseeing the two football coaches and their staff of aides. He is also the medical therapist that takes care of any minor muscle aches and injuries that the boys get with their rough and tumble boy play.
    Now let's turn our attention to the cement of the family. The might midget with the giant widget has truly been the binder in the family. He awakened a need in Chris for Cory. He moved to Tucson with his grandmother and she is now grandmother to every boy in the family as well as to many students in the school. She has worked miracles in the lives of the girls from BAG and is the god-mother to all of their babies. Chrisy is deeply loved by Chris. He knows that he will always play second fiddle to Cory, but he also knows that what he and Chris have will never die. He is married to Timmy and has no regrets there. He walked across the stage last night to receive his BA degree in social work and has a job offer with JC's office.
    The next to join te family is Lew, Cas's little brother. Lew pursued a BA degree in music. He is an accomplished guitarist and now has a mastery of all stringed instruments. Chris has offered him a job as a second music teacher at BAW/ Matty is a good teacher, but he can not teach all of the classes that the boys want, Lew will be a great addition to the staff.
    Art walked into the fŗĩęñďş Çłųß one afternoon when Chris was working the desk. The small boy was asked what he would like to drink. Without a thought he blurted out, "A cum and coke, if you got it." Chris learned the boy's story and welcomed him into the house that was quickly filling with hot and cold running boys. Art and Chad have started an agency to identify and recognize abused children around the world. Their emblem is a looped, two color ribbon of baby blue and pink. There are dark blue ribbons already available, the boys argue that there are two genders, and both are being abused every day. Good for them.
    His Royal Hinney, or royal pain in the ass showed up at Chris's door with his mother and a full police escort one spring afternoon in 2005. Chris learned a secret that his father never shared with him, he had another child, Chris's older sister, El. Cullen was in hiding from his maternal great-grandfather, the King of Munedavia, the King wanted to kill the bastard off spring of his daughter's daughter. Chris was glad to take the young monarch in training into his family to protect him. Cullen was crowned King of Munedavia on his seventeenth birthday and Chris is the chief minister to the throne. Cullen will marry a dickless one on his twenty first birthday, but his heart will forever belong to Jimmy.
    The next member into the house of happy fairies was Jan. This young man has one of the deepest stories of all of Chris's core family. He is the offspring of his drug crazed mother and her union with her, equally drugged out, fourteen year old son, Jan's older brother. Jan was repeatedly raped by his high school teacher just before he learned of his true parentage, the boy spent several months on the doctor's couch as he tried to get his mind around something that was not his fault.
    Jan received his BS in pre-med last night. He plans to continue his studies to become a child psychologist so that he can help other youngsters with mental problems. He and Damien are solid. Damien has a very similar story to Jan's and is able to support his husband very well.
    These fourteen boys comprise what Chris considers to be his core family. He has taken in many other boys over the years and has adopted eighty boys as his own sons in order to protect them and to be able to provide for them. Chris is a stickler for the law and will try to stay well with its limits at most times. He does stretch the law from time to time, but only for the good of a boy in need. He always sets the situation right so that it is completely legal though.

    Wednesday night, the twenty fifth of May, 2011 was graduation for the seniors at BAW. We had its largest graduating class ever in the brief history of the school. Many of the boys from Siegy's castle were graduating as well as some of the boys that had come to us from the state. I was a basket case as I bid each boy a fond congratulation, I would have liked to keep them under my wing for another twenty to thirty years. BAW set a record for the state that will be hard to beat, every student in grade ten and each of the graduating seniors maxed the state's AIMS test, even the difficult maths portion of the test that many other of the state's seniors are finding too difficult to pass. I was visited by the State's School Superintendent that wanted to know if we cheated. I allowed him to test any or all of the students at random. After a verbal test with six boys he gave up and told me that he was satisfied. I knew that he wasn't, perfection is never looked on satisfactorily by outsiders.
    Our keynote speaker for the graduation ceremony had cancled due to a last minute situation. I asked the State's School Superintendent if he would consent to give the commencement speech. He challegened the boys with his statement, "Don't be a carbon copy of those in this world, be your own man. Dare to be different. Dare to make a mark. Dare to be a leader. Dare to be all that you can be." I was glad for my last minute choice.
    I sent the graduating class to cliff house for two weeks and told them that when they return they would head to Oklahoma for Roddy's wedding. The boys wanted to throw Roddy a bachelor's party, I thought about it then allowed it. I would not allow Yuri to go to the party and I stayed away in respect for my boy, I expect him to know what is right and wrong at this point in his life. He did not disappoint me.
    The party was held in a private ballroom at my country club, the same one where I slept through my encounter with Sylvia, RD's mother. Roddy loved his party and the racy films that the boys showed. He got himself creamed and reamed, and he showed a few of the others how he could ream too. I was happy that there was no alcohol or drugs at the party, the boys have upheld my values of a virtuous life of cock sucking, take it up the ass, fags.

    I really enjoyed my visit with my alter ego and his family. I felt a huge amount of pride as I watched the commencement exercises at two schools where my boys attend, but now it is time for me to go home. My health is not good and I tire very easily. I was happy to spend time with each boy from the beginning of this saga and learn about his dreams for his future. I spent more time with Jimmy than with the others, that boy is all about love. We can expect to see some very big things from him over the next few months as his mind develop new things that will make the lives of everyone they touch much better.

    One last item remained for many of the older boys from BAW, they wanted to go to the various cemeteries in the area to place American flags on the graves of resting veterans. I sent them off in the school buses while I drove my sons to a large cemetery near to my house where some of my highschool friends or their sons rest. Tim O was there as was Sven and Randy. We knelt beside a grave of an old high school friend that Randy and I had know so many years ago and prayed. The man's parents arrived while we were kneeling and stood to the side. When we arose she recognized Randy and gave him a hug. He introduced me to the family and they knew of me, their son h ad mentioned me to them many times when he was in highschool. He wanted to grow up to have as much money as I had, they didn't know how I had made that money then, and I don't know that my friend knew either. I took their good wishes and bade them a good day as I moved on to another grave with my sons at my side.
    The next morning I sent some of the excess staff on to Oklahoma with all six of the school buses. We wouldn't need them to get over to Camp Christopher with the new underground monorail system operating..

    Even with all of the money I have I can not control the weather. I had seen the news programs about localized flooding. I took the family to Oklahoma to prepare for the wedding, but I had to leave all of the BAW students to cool their heels at Camp Christopher for most of the month of June. The graduating class joined the rest of the students after their vacation to cliff house. The students had already spent two weeks at the ranch.

    We had two thousand four hundred and ninety one boys from around the world visit with us during the Christmas holidays in 2010. I had not invited the boys from Bandladesh to the wedding, but I had three hundred boys from Slovenija added to BAW. All of the schools had added ten to twenty new students making the total of boys to attend the wedding just over twenty seven hundred.
    To add to that number I had placed twenty FI agents in each school a month before the trip so that they could get to know everyone of the students there on sight. I had to bring those agents over with the boys, can you image twenty seven hundred boys running the streets of Tahlequah with no checks or balances? Tyler directed the housing of the boys from Europe. They arrived over a three day period The boys from Europe were happy to be at the camp, but everybody wanted to know where the bride groom was, he was with me in Oklahoma.

    Pete did a perfect water landing on the airstrip that I had built for my planes to land at the little village home of my family. I was truly thankful that I had foreseen the need to extend the little strip to a full two and a half miles in length, the 777-300ER requires ten thousand and fifty feet of runway to take off. The extra length provided us with inches to spare on the rain covered, eighteen inch thick. ribbon of reinforced concrete in the middle of nowhere. I sensed a feeling of great relief from the cockpit so I opened the door to find three boys on their knees in prayer. They were praising the Lord for His safe deliverance of all of us to solid, water covered, land. I joined them.
    I was not prepared for the lakes that formed all over the tri-state area of Oklahoma, Missouri, and Arkansas. Every bit of low lying land was covered by water from overflowing streams and rivers. The Illinois river that runs along the east side of the village was six feet over its banks. The field that we had camped on in 2005 was under five feet of water. Water was up to the low retaining wall behind Steve's house and at the front door of the bunk house across the river.
    I had much to do and little time to do it in. Our plane was met by six young tribesmen in their flat bottomed fishing boats. Welee was the first one there. I was glad to see him. On our trip over the flooded landscape I talked to him, he and Daykwe are married and expecing their first child in November.
    The first thing that I did after getting my wife and children settled in to Daylight's family home was to seek out transportation into town. The old station wagon that I use when I am in Oklahoma just wouldn't cut the flooded roadways. I sent Roddy and Yuri off with their hip waders on to locate me a row boat or a motorized vehicle capable of a deep water drive. Welee volunteered to take them to a friend of his that had just what I needed. In less than an half an hour the noise of a large mill pulled up in front of the house. I could hear the air sucking through the large bore of a Rochester carburetor and it got my pee hot. I love the old muscle cars with their big V8 engines.
    I stepped out of the front door and looked up at a very tall, jacked up four wheel drive jeep. A kid of about sixteen jumped down and bowed before me. I took him by his shoulders and stood him up. "You are Tsalagi, you bow to no one," then I shook his hand. His name is upg A]l–White Squirrel, he is barely sixteen. He stands five feet six in his high heeled boots and has the face of an innocent child. He had been a playmate of Roddy's before I married Ugitsiha and took my boy away. He wore the skin of a starkly white squirrel, complete with fluffy white tail, as a hat. He told us that he killed that squirrel with a slingshot when he was nine. Roddy remembered the event for it was shortly thereafter that he met me. He told me that he would consider it a real honor to take the Great Shoemowetochawcawewahcatowe anywhere that I wanted to go.
    After much arguing I relented and took Yuri and Roddy with me. I know that Yuri wanted to ride in big car more than he wanted to be with me. I thought that I might be able to use Roddy to sell my point to those that I was meeting with. On Monday morning the sixth of June, 2011 we repelled from the tall Jeep in front of Tahlequah's city hall. We met with the entire City Council, the Chamber of Commerce leaders, and the superintendent of the Tahlequah Board of Education. I introduced myself to the assemblage and then I introduced my two sons. Yuri has jet black hair and looks very similar to Roddy, I did not let on that he was not blood related, nor was he Tsalagi.
    I told those present of the planned wedding set for July the fourth. I told them that we had a very large guest list and that the ground was just to wet to hold the ceremony in the small tourist village where I was married to Ugitsiha. I requested that I be able to rent out the high school's football stadium for three days, one day to prepare, one day for the wedding, and one day for cleanup. They wanted to know how many guests we expected. I told them that we had three thousand students from all over the world that attend my schools as well as their staff. I told them that another two hundred dignitaries from around the world had been invited, but so far we only had seventy five confirmations.
    I told them that we would have a contingent of uniformed security people with some of them being licensed to carry arms in Oklahoma and FBI trained in terrorist tactics. They asked who it was that was getting married, I nodded to Roddy to take a bow.
    "He's just a boy!"
    "He's too young, you need to be horse whipped," one old man thumped his cane on the floor.
    An older gentleman that I knew to be one of the tribal leaders spoke up to tell the old man that the wedding ceremony between fourteen year old couples was as ancient as the trees that surround the town. He asked the old man who he was to criticize when he himself had married his fourteen year old pregnant girlfriend forty five years earlier. That shut him down.
    I knew from the look on the faces of many of them that the word terrorist did not sit well with them. I told them that there was a possibility that the newly married Prince William and his Lady Kate would be attending. I told them that we had confirmation of the attendance of Duke and Lady ____, HRH King Muneday, and HRH Prince Arif. Absolute security would be provided for them as well as the State Department would want to send Secret Service agents in for visiting heads of state.
    I knew that they would ask about housing all of the guests. I told them that I had reserved the entire Comfort Inn & Suites
Hotel for the visiting guests and the entire Oakhill Inn for the security officers. I told them that two meals would be catered for the visitors and that feeding the students and security staff was the most important part of my morning meeting with them.
    I asked my sons to stand up and show everybody in the room tee shirts with the Bradford Academy crest emblazoned over the left breast. I told them that I would like for anyone wearing one of those shirts to be given all that they wanted to eat and drink and charge it to me. I also showed them a picture of the FI Security uniform and vest and asked that they be fed as well.
    I presented the city treasurer with a cashiers check for fifty thousand dollars to be used as a deposit against any damage that may occur as a result of our visit. I requested that a meeting with the owners of every dinning establishment in the area be arranges so that I could make them aware of the tidal wave of boys that was about to wash over them.

    Of course Yuri was included with the family as we headed to Oklahoma for our summer reunion and relaxation amongst Ugitsiha's family. We had been trying to think of something to make the upcoming birthdays of both Roddy and Yuri very special. I mean fireworks and water skiing have become old hat. When the waters subsided on our third day of our visit I felt safe in letting the kids play outside. Both of the little ones are beyond the toddler stage, the two kids grabbed Cory's two older kids and they ran all through the village like little wild Indians while Roddy took Yuri on his first bareback horse ride to see the house that he had built the previous summer.
    Roddy hugged me and thanked me for insisting that the house be raised two feet above the ground. His garden was filled with silt from the flood waters and there was a lot of damage to the property, but the house had stayed dry and safe. Roddy turned everything in the house on and it worked perfectly. Yuri could not believe that Roddy had designed the house and had daddy Cory draw up the plans. He said that somebody else had the idea for the house. Roddy got mad at his little brother and began to shout at him. Cory hear them arguing from his house a half a mile away, he went over to see what was going on. He got the boys settled down and convinced Yuri that the major house design was really Roddy's idea.
    It is almost time for Roddy to take his marriage vows to Alisa, but I am seeing that the little boy in him wants to continue to enjoy his childhood for a few years longer. I told Ugitsiha that I would take the two boys on a long camping trip to the top of the mountain that covers base C. She grabbed me and hugged me tight as she told me that she had wanted something for me to do with the two boys that didn't include being shot at.
    We had a four man, pop-up tent, basic commodities like salt and pepper and sugar for the berries that I knew we would find. I packed an aluminum percolator and a one pound can of Folger's coffee up the mountain. We each had a heavy sleeping bag tied to our backpacks and cooking utensils such as a skillet and a sauce pan. We knew that we could stay on that mountain for year, or until I ran out of coffee.
    The boys were catching Crawdads in the shallow waters of a small spring fed stream when Yuri found something that piqued his interest. At first he showed it to Roddy then the two boys came to me so that I could see a nice rough diamond of about a half of a carat in weight. I followed Yuri as he led Roddy and I to the spot where he had found the stone and all of us began to sift through the mud at the bottom of the stream near the spring. Arkansas is sprinkled with diamond deposits and I found myself the owner of a nice deposit of my own.
    I had to keep that news very quiet indeed, if the public were to start to crawl over the top of that mountain it would be possible for them to learn about Base C buried deep beneath it. The land is posted with NO TRESPASSING signs every fifty feet. The property line is fenced with six stands of barbed wire on steel posts set at a height of four feet. The individual rows of wire are tied together with a vertical wire every two feet, making it impossible to go through the fence without cutting the wire.
    One strand of the wire carries a signal that will alert the person at the monitor inside the underground base. There are motion sensors set to detect anything over five feet high, we don't want alarms every time a rabbit or a dear ran across the ground. Two hundred feet inside the perimeter fence is another fence with eight strands of barbed wire and twp rows of razor wire above six feet. The six foot wire is electrified with a low voltage current that will knock a man out of his boots if touched. Beyond that wire there are cameras that cover every inch of the second fence all the way around the property.
    The only entrance through the wire is at a gate above the main entrance to the secret base. There is another way in from Steve's final resting place in the cabin on the mountain. I programed Roddy and Yuri into the security pad to enter the cabin, but I did not tell them of the hidden entrance into the tunnel maze that leads to the main control room of the NEED TO KNOW base, even more classified then TOP SECRET.

    Andy had flown my Caddy to me so that I would have safe transportation around town as I prepared everything for the wedding. my next trip into Tahlequah was in high style. Ugitsiha and I made a stop at the law offices of the firm founded by Chief Steve to make a legal and binding addendum to our family as it relates to our Ewf–Tsalagi–standing. Yuri is now an official Indian brave with full rights to all properties and holdings that are ours to share. I made him a one tenth owner in the royalties of my mountain that straddles the Arkansas/Oklahoma state line. He now owns one tenth of the diamonds that he found in the stream, Roddy is a ten percent owner of that land by virtue of his adoption by me in 2005.

Tahlequah…the name tahlequah supposedly comes from a meeting that was going to be held by three chiefs. only two showed up so they waited and waited and then finally said ta-li-qua (two is enough; ta-li meaning two in cherokee)

    Dinner for the parents of the bride and groom was a necessary evil that I wanted to avoid. I remembered Adsila's mother from the previous holiday trip at Camp Christopher. She is an overbearing, obnoxious, gold digging big mouth that has encouraged the union between our two children in the hope of her getting her hands on the fortune left to me by Chief Steve. I really hate to burst her bubble, but the two kids have come to Ugitsiha and me and asked if they can live with us in Tucson. We will have to make a few adjustments because of the fair blossom's age, but Roddy's wife will be welcome in our home anytime.
    Adsila told us that she loves the house that Roddy built for her, but that she had to get away from her mother. She said that they would return to live in that house before they had their first child. Roddy blushed like I had never seem him do before.

    Adsila's grandparents arrived from Quapaw, a town in far northeast Ottawa County of Oklahoma. Mr. and Mrs. Whitebird were nothing like their daughter-in-law, thank the Lord. They were down to earth solid people that love life and all that there is to celebrate in it. They were very happy for their granddaughter and told me that their hope was that Roddy could get the girl away from the clutches of her demanding mother. I simply told them that Roddy is his own man and that he would make that decision.

    Roddy visited
Sequoyah High School in Tahlequah and presented the four hundred and fifty Cherokee students living at the boarding school with Levis, new boots, cowboy hats, and shirts. To each student and staff member he gave one official tee shirt with the Bradford Academy emblem emblazoned over the left breast. He told the students exactly what the shirt would do for them on July 4, his wedding day. Some of those kids picked up on the fact that he was getting himself tied down on the date that America celebrates as its anniversary of Freedom from tyranny and began to tease the thirteen year old man child.

    I made the rounds of every choke and puke that I could find in Tahlequah, I had visited the more upscale restaurants during the evening hours over the past week and was now after the smaller mom and pop operations that would be open through the day. I was particularly interested the establishments close to the footballs stadium and in the downtown area of the smallish town.
    I started very early so that I could find establishments that served breakfast. I entered a small café with the familiar neon sign in the shape of a cup of steaming coffee. In pink neon lights the sign proclaimed 'world's best coffee.' I slid into and empty booth and the waitress offered me a copy of a national newspaper with my first cup of the visit. I told her who I was and asked if the owner was in. She told me that she and her husband owned the café. Her husband was busy baking hot rolls for the lunch crowd, but he could sit with me in about ten minutes or so.
    I took a drink of my coffee and felt the urge to do a Will Farel performance. I scanned the paper and found this article which I am happy to share with you.

    On her radio show, Dr Laura Schlesinger said that, as an observant Orthodox Jew, homosexuality is an abomination according to Leviticus 18:22, and cannot be condoned under any circumstance.

    The following response is an open letter to Dr. Laura, written by a, and posted on the Internet. It's funny, as well as informative:
Dear Dr. Laura:

    Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God's Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind them that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination…End of debate.
    I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some other elements of God's Laws and how to follow them..
1. Leviticus 25:44 states that I may possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can't I own Canadians?
2. I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?
3. I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of Menstrual uncleanliness - Lev.15: 19-24. The problem is how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.
4. When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord - Lev.1:9. The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?
5. I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death.
Am I morally obligated to kill him myself, or should I ask the police to do it?
6. A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination, Lev. 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality.I don't agree. Can you settle this? Are there 'degrees' of abomination?
7. Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle-room here?
8. Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Lev. 19:27. How should they die?
9. I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?
10. My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev.19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? Lev.24:10-16. Couldn't we just burn them to death at a private family affair, like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14) I know you have studied these things extensively and thus enjoy considerable expertise in such matters, so I'm confident you can help.

    Thank you again for reminding us that God's word is eternal and unchanging.
Your adoring fan,
James M. Kauffman, Ed.D. Professor Emeritus,
Dept. Of Curriculum, Instruction, and Special Education
University of Virginia
A dear reader sent this to me, Thanks Charles

    The man and wife that owned the café sat down and had a cup of coffee with me. I introduced myself to the man and then told them about the wedding and my request that he feed and water any person wearing the tee shirt with the school crest on it, and the FI Security agents. I offered him a five hundred dollar deposit which he refused. I gave him a copy of the form that I needed to be able to pay him, his wife looked it over and agreed that it was simple and easy to fill out. They would not allow me to pay for my coffee, but that's okay, I left a ten dollar bill under the cup.
    The following week saw a gaggle of dark suited nerds entering each and every food joint in the town and surrounding areas. I know that many of the FIS agents will drive out to the truck stops and steak houses located around the perimeter of the town. I had already heard that all of the agents from Europe were anxious to try a cowboy steak and a line dance in a real American Honky Tonk. I feared that they would dance with each other, that would not do in redneck Oklahoma. Do they still lynch fags there?
    The objective of the nerd invasion was to assist the owners and managers of the food emporiums to program their POS registers with the form that would get them paid. It was stressed to each owner/manager that there was to be no alcohol on their submitted tickets and an agreement to that item was with the form that they had to sign for the software installation. A quick un-install feature in the program was shown to the store manager, but it was suggested that the program not be removed from their systems for at least thirty days. We wanted those helpful establishments to check their payments against their submission for monies to be dispersed. A clause in the agreement to install the software gave us the right to send and auditor to check their invoices against their submitted claims.

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