tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638028727558049542.post1890947970362261985..comments2024-03-18T00:29:11.924-07:00Comments on Bert Carson - writer: Great Menbertcarsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14762219228479289310noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638028727558049542.post-67190697215013519772012-12-30T12:43:28.499-08:002012-12-30T12:43:28.499-08:00This post evokes a lot of thoughts and emotions. M...This post evokes a lot of thoughts and emotions. My biggest hero was my Dad, who was taken from me way too soon (just three days before my 12th birthday) but the years I did have with him had a major impact on my life. He taught me how to sail, hunt, change oil and tires, and how not to be a "girly-girl". He wanted to ensure that at no time in my life would I need to depend on a man to get by. The other is my Uncle Brian, who stood in stead for my father after he passed away. He continued the birthday tradition of dinner out, sailing lessons, and making sure I could maintain my own vehicle once I was in possession of one. He stood in for my daddy when I got married the first time, walking me down that isle with tears in his eyes as he knew what a special gift he was giving to me. I will never, ever forget the lessons these two wonderful men taught me and the unconditional love they shared with me. Thanks for this post - it is so awesome. I am coming to truly love your writing! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638028727558049542.post-60628728487629120012012-12-29T01:42:19.656-08:002012-12-29T01:42:19.656-08:00Bert,
I've really enjoyed reading your posts, ...Bert,<br />I've really enjoyed reading your posts, and this one on great men who inspired you brought back a flood of memories for me.<br />As with you, I remember the first adult who spoke to me and bothered to LISTEN to what I had to say. I met Fr. John Mercier when I entered St. Edwards Seminary (Kenmore, WA)in 1963, about six years before I went to Vietnam. Up to this point the adults in my life were more interested in getting me to toe the line or perform chores for them than listening to what troubled me or what I wanted in life. I had a well-deserved reputation for asking precocious questions or making smart-alecky remarks to entertain my friends or draw attention to myself. Fr. Mercier took a firm but kind approach, and it didn't take long for me to change my focus to wanting to impress him rather than my friends. He apparently provided the attention I needed, and I shifted my creativity towards capturing better grades, improving my GPA a whole point, all the way across the board. These skills served me well, later in college and the seminary, where I graduated with honors--something that still surprises me, given my lack of pedigree. Fr. Mercier had the unenviable task of being our school's Disciplinarian, besides teaching Latin to first and second year students. What impressed me was his kindness, which he managed to convey despite being strict. We knew he cared for us and would stand up for us if the occasion ever arose--just like your major who set the other one straight on how the company should be run. Of course there were other great priests in the seminary, who shared some of the same qualities as Fr. Mercier, but he's the one who stood out for me and made the biggest difference in my life, helping shape me, my approach to education, and consequently my future. God bless him!Neil Lowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17601872590865880338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638028727558049542.post-21162078347156312842012-12-27T22:02:55.262-08:002012-12-27T22:02:55.262-08:00Judith,
Thanks for taking the time to share your &...Judith,<br />Thanks for taking the time to share your "great men." Here's a short story you might enjoy The Medic here's the link http://short-shortstories.blogspot.com/2011/03/medic.html <br />Thanks again my friend,<br />Bertbertcarsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14762219228479289310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638028727558049542.post-10631576734928374952012-12-26T18:00:41.763-08:002012-12-26T18:00:41.763-08:00I'll just mention two: Dad-Delbert Hazen Rumse...I'll just mention two: Dad-Delbert Hazen Rumsey. I was a difficult child to raise. Dad had the patience of Job. He was smart,hard-working,conscientious,had a wonderful sense of humor and I loved him with all my heart. The second man doesn't know me from Adam. I only know him from the Stars and Stripes write-up on him. Dave Kropp. I was teaching first grade on Okinawa during Vietman. Dave was a driver for an officer part of the time and medic the rest of the time in VN. The way the article described him made me love the young guy, noble soldier. He was my hero. Thanks, Bert, great blog.Judith Colleen Rumsey Thompsonhttp://www.worldwideresidency.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638028727558049542.post-88260798526236868372012-12-26T05:08:17.581-08:002012-12-26T05:08:17.581-08:00There are those we meet in life that forever make ...There are those we meet in life that forever make a difference. Thanks for letting us meet a few who helped the build the foundation for your life. I've often thought that I should buy ornaments at Christmas, paint the names of those who helped me, and hang them on the tree as a way to say thank you I haven't seen many of them in years. Some died long ago. But I, as you, always remember.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01035577429633880561noreply@blogger.com