March 27, 2017


Since being "disabled" from this privilege I have had time to study it all and wonder anew if anyone ever reads these "Blogs". I know Charles Fake reads mine for he adds incredible pics to enhance whatever my subject is. In mentioning this dear friend I will point out to you what he mentioned in a recent Blog....He has just finished TEN YEARS of BLOG writing! That is not once a week or month. That is almost once a day. His subjects goes from A TO Z and beyond. Some of them are humorous. Others are historical. None are political. All are refreshing. "Thank you, Charles Fake!"

I was hit quite by surprise with a debilitating back injury. So far it has not been treated. I await approval to have a spinal injection. If that is not successful in identifying the problem the doctors will decide the next course. Not really what I had planned for SPRING!

I have said that I would undergo no more surgeries. I have had seven already. May have to rethink that. In the meantime I will go on doing almost nothing around the house and in the yard.

This is an update for anyone interested. I will attempt to be more uplifting the next time around. One positive note...i am 198 for the first time in a very long time.


March 22, 2017


docx.j.jpgYesterday: A day when I faced another doctor to consider the matter of cataract surgery. It did not pan out as I expected. Mine are not ready for harvesting. The Health Insurance gurus have the power, for they wield the money that pays for these things. I will return again in six-months for another evaluation. I liked the doctor a lot at this time.

Event number two comes Thursday. It involves the back, and related issues. That decision will be made by specialists. In the meantime I am not very mobile and hurt in many places.I have been through this before, so hard to get excited about it all. Ann has slipped the shoes on her feet, and is going on caring for us, and doing it well.

During this time our old cat, Frodo, has died. She was "ready" to go. That was shown by her constantly getting away to hide in a lonely place of protection. Her eating stopped. She was about thirteen years old, so had a rather long life for cats. She probably used her other eight lives and we didn't even know it!

What span are we promised? Only the one taking place at this moment. When does life become less important for living? I am not sure. I just know I haven't reached it yet. I still anticipate each day as a gift of God and I am to accept and appreciate each and all.

"One day at a time, sweet Jesus, that's all I'm asking from you....."
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March 10, 2017


We came home after having a remembrance time for Jeanah Gilman, Ann's close friend from nursing school days. Went over to see Bob and Jimmie Box. Bob has a great spirit, dealing with a leg amputation above his knee. Both of them are deeply committed Christians serving as noble examples in times of great pain and stress.

The day after the trip I began to experience back pain. Yes, I have been there before. This one is unrelenting. Two doctor visits later we are talking disc and surgery, etc.. Trying to work out an appointment in San Antonio.I am leaving all that to Ann. She is my efficient caretaker. In the meantime, I am taking everything I legally can. Cannot lie in bed so have sat up for several nights.


I will send a BLOG when I can. This one is killing me to be seated here. Remember me, please. Ann also.I guess our old cat Frodo couldn't take my crying so she passed on. She was a family cat for fifteen years. No, thank you. No more cats!

March 2, 2017


An article in today's Caller Times, taken from USA today, tells that scientists have found traces of a bacteria living more than 3.7 billion years ago. that would make these fossils found the oldest known. The excited scientist writing about it said: "It's exciting to find life had managed to get a grip and start to evolve on Earth so quickly after the planets formed."
This discovery housing the find, is a rock which is at least 3.77 billion years old and could be 4.28 billion years old!

If a billion is still what I was taught, that is a long time in the past Furthermore, in claiming accuracy in the dating could be off as much as .51 billion years the entire story reeks with a need for credibility. Not being a scientist of this sort, and having no desire to be, I have little use for such studies and reports.

The entire heading was this: "Ancient bacteria may help find life elsewhere". My reaction to bible9.jpgthat is "something else tells us about life somewhere else. It also begins with a "b". It is not bacteria....but Bible!" A book from God tells quite a bit about life being somewhere else besides here on this planet, It doesn't tell us all we are curious about, but far more than these researchers have to offer! What exactly or where is the place called Heaven? We do not know. We do have some much clearer evidence than the microscope researchers, There have been visitors from this "Other World" from time to time. Jesus Christ was the ultimate visitor. He told us there is nothing like it that we have ever seen or heard about. That is good enough for me.

If I am ignorant in these things, which I am, I am grateful to be so. What The Book has revealed is more than I will ever need to find of this "new world" some day. In the meantime I will keep trying to help folks buy into the factual and faith implications God has revealed. How about you?

February 27, 2017


Sometimes events demand us to go a bit more than we might like. Almost always after doing that we have a feeling of satisfaction about the extra effort. Such is our case this 3:40 in the afternoon, having just arrived minutes ago from Kingwood, which demands a drive all the way across the huge city of Houston on Highway 59, scheduled to become IH 69 at some future time.

All of this was an outcome of Ann losing a dear, dear friend from nursing school days in the fifties, Jeanah Powell Gilman. John and Jeanah also became close friends of mine. They lived in Kansas City where John flew for TWA. Jeanah was a Texan through and through. John loved Oregon with equal they lived out their adult lives in Kansas City!

They had an RV so we had times camping together. These two were closest friends to my brother, Powell, who also flew for TWA. John died of cancer almost six years ago. Jeanah died just a little over one week ago. Ann wanted desperately to go to Kansas City for the service Saturday morning at 11:00. We just could not make it work. I suggested to Ann we have a small gathering of classmates in the Houston area who attended Lillie Jolly School of Nursing. It happened. Saturday morning at 11:00. Seven of us met at the Colburns' in Pearland and remembered this friend. This couple loved the Lord dearly. They were an inspiration to many who saw their lifestyle and heard their prayers and words of Godly wisdom. It was not hard for the small group gathered there in Pearland to spend a couple of hours sharing times spent with the Gilmans'.

Ann and I COULD NOT BEAR leaving the area without a trip to Kingwood to see Bob and Jimmie Box. Bob told me I could not stay a single night....two or none! We opted for two nights with this precious couple.


Ann and Jimmie went to the Bill Gaither sing at First Baptist, Pasadena, Sunday evening. Over 2,000 others did the same. These singers were in Corpus Saturday night. They loved it, arriving home from the concert well after eleven. Bob and I were "forced" to watch a John Wayne movie, followed by the second "Home Alone" movie. This one took place mostly in New York City. It was fun. We had peanut butter and jelly sandwiches along with more healthy fruit.

Bob is an inspiration to me in the way he is dealing with his leg amputation. He has a small electric scooter in their home. We are still waiting for more healing in the area of amputation, avoiding infection. That is our prayer.remember him in this, please.

So we are back in Rockport. Spring is in the air and on the highways and budding trees. It is a good time to be alive.


February 24, 2017


Only days after the parade and my team winning the Seventh Army championship in small arms, I found myself on maneuvers with a new job as liason officer. I wasn't sure what I did, but I liked it. I had my own driver, a big radio, and a jeep. Soon I was at a dusty crossroads where armored vehicles were roaring through from both directions. My job was to keep them from crashing in to each other and go the right direction,. When that was completed we raced off to another crossroad for similar duty. On the way I suddenly realized my carbine was gone! I had laid it on the hood of the jeep and forgotten that. You do not lose your weapon! But I had. A quick return on the road did not help. It was lost.

Following maneuvers a message came for me to report to the Battalion Commander, Colonel Lang. This was the man who had to plan a parade for me. I was told to enter his office. I stood before him and saluted. I said, "Lieutenant Pogue, reporting sir". He gave me an "at ease", looked at me silently then finally said, "Pogue, have you lost anything soldier-rifle1.jpglately?". Gulp! I answered, "Yes Sir". "What have you lost, Lieutenant Pogue?". Now I was going to make a confession that would send me to the guard house or to a trial for sure. "My carbine, sir", I meekly replied. The old colonel leaned over to reach under his desk. "Did it look anything like this, Pogue?" He held up a carbine, one of millions that had been made. "Yes sir" . "How did you happen to lose it, Pogue?" My answer was what I knew you were supposed to give when you had really made a big mistake. I simply said, "No excuse, sir". With that the Colonel said something about penalties for losing one's weapon. When he finished his little speech he said, "I am going to reprimand you, Pogue". ( O dear, here it comes) "You are hereby reprimanded! Now, take your carbine and get back to your duty." Finally, he gave me a rather mischievious smile as he handed me my carbine. I left that room wanting to shout, "I am free!!" That was the end of it. Nothing appeared on my records. I really was free.

Sometimes wouldn't it be best to stand or kneel before our Supreme Commander and simply say, "No excuse" and then accept his forgiveness? God does not buy into excuses but is generous with His forgiveness. We just need to get back to our duty.

February 23, 2017


The doctor pronounced to me what I had already expected to hear; my right eye is in need of cataract treatment. The left eye is not far behind. Perhaps both will be treated by summer. I am very hopeful.

My right eye has been very good to me. I have been blessed with excellent vision. That became more evident to me when I first picked up a military 22 in the basement of the gym at Ouachita. The ROTC firing range was down there. We fired at small bull's eyes on cardboard sheets at fifty feet.. My experience in firing any kind of weapon was limited then. I had fired a shotgun once or twice and a 22 just a bit more. My weapon of choice was a Daisy BB gun with Red Ryder pictured on the stock. I could " shoot your eye out" .. With a steady hand and clear eye, marksmanship was a natural for me. I made the Rifle Team at Ouachita my freshman year, lettering all four years. We were state champions two of those years. In going through an old scrapbook this morning I saw a news clipping telling of my being high scorer in a match against West Point!!

At Fort Benning in Basic Officer Training I qualified "expert" in M1 Rifle, Carbine, and BAR (That stood for Browning Automatic Rifle). All of that went in my records so that when I arrived in Germany in 1955 I was assigned to Second Armored Division and my name was selected to be coach of the Small Arms team which would fire in the Seventh Army Match in early Fall of 55'. I mention all of this to brag a bit, but mainly to tell you I didn't really know what I was doing! I was blessed with a group of guys who really could "shoot your eye out". I just got them to practice each day and then on a train that traveled halfway across West Germany to this huge range once occupied by German troops.

At the competition all the Generals of the competing divisions were present. I think they may have been making bets on which team would win. We had competition with the M1 Rifle, 30 cal Carbine, 45 Pistol, and sub-machine gun! These were all weapons from the battlefields of WW 2,years earlier.


My guys swept the competition and Second Armored Division won. (General Patton would have been proud of his boys. He had commanded Second Armored at an earlier time. He died ten years before this event.). I was in shock when I arrived back at Mainz and my Base I received a Certificate of Achievement from Headquarters and signed by the commander,, Major General Clark L Ruffner. In the certificate was a most significant sentence...."The professional competence and devotion to duty displayed by Lieutenant Pogue in this important assignment are indeed worthy of high praise".

That statement caused them to honor me with a parade, as i stood on the reviewing stand with our local commander, Col. Lang. As they passed by I received an "eyes right" from the marching troops.

Was that my "fifteen minutes of fame" ? Probably. I can't really recall any other time quite like that. Did I deserve it at all? Absolutely not! My contribution was getting the men to the right range at the right time and reasonably sober. They already knew how to fire their weapons for they had to compete to be on the team. I received the glory that should have been showered on them.

That is the way life often is. The glory earned by us goes to another. The glory earned by others often comes to us. As Believers this is why we can sing from the depths of our hearts, "To God be the glory. great things He has done". That is really where all our glory for any and all things good should go.

February 20, 2017


I really don't get caught up in Presidents Day. Guess I am too old. I will always think of happypres.jpgthose two men we were taught about the most when I was in school; George Washington and Abraham Lincoln. Each had a February birthday. The twelfth for Abe and the 22nd for George. We really celebrated those days in our country school in Arkansas. Now there are 44 presidents on the list (45 if Grover Cleveland is listed twice-he served two separate terms). They don't fit in a single mold for what they did or did not do. I have had fifteen presidents up to this point in my life who have completed service in this high office.One served from 1933-1945 and died in office. That was Franklin Delano Roosevelt. The other one i mention was before my lifetime. William Henry Harrison was a war hero, known for fighting Indians at Tippecanoe in 1811. He served as a congressman and senator from Ohio. He was elected to the presidency in 1840 and inaugurated March 4, 1841. He stood in the rain and cold and brought a much too long speech. This sixty-eight year old man caught pneumonia and passed away exactly one month later. That was the shortest time ever served by a president. The longest and shortest both died in office.

Three Great Leaders

It is believed by many historians that Zachary Taylor ( 1849-1850) brought his army to Rockport from the Gulf when they were on their way to fight the Mexican-American war in the Valley and beyond in the early 1840's. There is an old oak tree in that park called Taylor Oak. (You know, of course, he slept under it during his brief stay. Ha!). In that army, however, were two young lieutenants who made names for themselves. Ulysses Grant would become president in 1869. Robert E Lee would command the confederacy army during the Civil War! These three men spent a night or so in Rockport before marching on to Corpus Christi and the Rio Grande Valley. Enough about presidents. I knew none of the fifteen presidents of my lifetime, but I respected each and prayed for them as I was older. I continue to do that, for it is a Biblical command for we Christians.


George Washington, 1789-1797 John Adams, 1797-1801 Thomas Jefferson, 1801-1809
James Madison, 1809-1817 James Monroe, 1817-1825 John Quincy Adams, 1825-1829
Andrew Jackson, 1829-1837 Martin Van Buren, 1837-1841 William Henry Harrison, 1841
John Tyler, 1841-1845 James Knox Polk, 1845-1849 Zachary Taylor, 1849-1850
Millard Fillmore, 1850-1853 Franklin Pierce, 1853-1857 James Buchanan, 1857-1861
Abraham Lincoln, 1861-1865 Andrew Johnson, 1865-1869 Ulysses S. Grant, 1869-1877
Rutherford Birchard Hayes, 1877-1881 James Abram Garfield, 1881 Chester Alan Arthur, 1881-1885
Grover Cleveland, 1885-1889 Benjamin Harrison, 1889-1893 Grover Cleveland, 1893-1897
William McKinley, 1897-1901 Theodore Roosevelt, 1901-1909 William Howard Taft, 1909-1913
Woodrow Wilson, 1913-1921 Warren Gamaliel Harding, 1921-1923 Calvin Coolidge, 1923-1929
Herbert Clark Hoover, 1929-1933 Franklin Delano Roosevelt, 1933-1945 Harry S. Truman, 1945-1953
Dwight David Eisenhower, 1953-1961 John Fitzgerald Kennedy, 1961-1963 Lyndon B. Johnson, 1963-1969
Richard Milhous Nixon, 1969-1974 Gerald Rudolph Ford, 1974-1977 James Earl Carter, Jr., 1977-1981
Ronald Wilson Reagan, 1981-1989 George Herbert Walker Bush, 1989-1993 William J. Clinton, 1993-2001
George Walker Bush, 2001-2009 Barack Hussein Obama, 2009-2017 Donald J. Trump 2017-present

February 18, 2017


You have a Book, I am sure, that you carry about and read from often. It is your Bible! This Book has many references to birds. It is not a Book of Texas birds, or even America. Since the Bible is a Book for the world, some of the birds are in far-off lands. "Lee's Birdwatching Adventures Plus" has done a great favor to Christian birdwatchers as he has compiled a list of Bible birds. I will take liberty to share some of these with you. If you want to get more information and materials you might go to

chicken (hens and roosters)
cuckoo.jpgcuckoo (view at right)
dove and pigeon
osprey.jpgosprey (view at right)
sea gull
water hen

There are more but this will give you the idea The great Creator of all things beautiful really did it up right when He came to birds. Grab your Birdbook and see what you can find.

" Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself where she may have her young...a place near your altar, O Lord, my King and my God. Blessed are those who dwell in your house." (Psalm 84:3-4)

February 16, 2017


I spent a part of yesterday sanding, then painting an old bell that has been in the Hall and Pogue family for at least one hundred thirty-five years. It was the dinner bell at my grandfather (Preacher) Hall's when my mother was a girl. This bell could be heard much further than a vocal call. When it was rung the kids working in a field knew to come to the house for "dinner" (known as lunch today).

A bit of bell research followed the starting of this bell project. I quickly discovered one could spend a life-time learning about bells. They have been around for at least four-thousand years! The Chinese are recognized as the people who first made bells. They were, as you would suppose, rather simple instruments.

Bells would become associated with worship in early days. Not just Christian worship. Many centuries ago the bell and bell towers became an important focus for Christians. Bell towers were a part of church buildings. Their ringing in a city or town carried messages to the people.

What is very important is how a bell is made. The shape, and metal used, decides the sound.Some bells have been made that weigh several tons. The one we have is a number 2. It weighs about forty pounds. A person could order a bell from Montgomery Ward in times long past. Can you imagine the UPS delivering a bell like that today?

Bellfoundries are found around the world. There have been more than two hundred of them in our country through the years. The only American bellfoundry that has survived from early days to now is the McShane Bell Foundry in Baltimore. The Revere foundry of Boston began in 1792 by Paul Revere. The largest American producer of steel alloy bells was the C.S. Bell Company Of Hillsboro, Ohio. They mainly produced dinner and church bells from 12 to 48 inches in diameter. This company had a special cast steel alloy called "crystal metal" Our old bell was made at the C S Bell Company.

The sounds of bells today are mostly electronic. We do hear at our church the wonderful sounds of handbells. One can quickly see the pitch is related to size. They make a lovely and worshipful sound.

The vision of bell-ringing at a church is one from a movie of long ago. One could leave the ground when a huge bell was rung! I think his name was Quasimodo.

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Quasimodo in "The Hunchback of Notre Dame"

If you want to become an expert on something ,at this point in time, you might try bells. It would be a "bell-ringer' for you in talks made at civic and church gatherings.