Thank You for the 300

Thank You for the 300!

For many people, 300 page views in one day is just a drop in the bucket.  For me, it is amazing.  I am an accountant, financial manager by training, so I pay very close attention to the numbers.  
For instance, I have 165 videos uploaded to YouTube.  It seems that there are some that are kickin' tail and taking names and some just sit there.  I try to analyze the ones that do well and compare them to those that don't and try to figure out what the differences are and how to improve the videos I offer.

An Answer to A Question

Our Two Sons

Some of you have wondered why I say that I miss my kids more when they are home than I do when they are gone.  It seems that while they are home, I remember how good it was to have them at home and close where I knew they were safe.  When they are here, I know that they soon will leave and I will be worrying again.
Skype makes it a little easier to deal with the separation.  Our Marine is thousands of miles away and going to be going off in a ship soon.  I thank God that He has given this Marine common sense, intelligence, and the ability to hit a target the size of a quarter from over 500 yards.  I am doing good to hit the trash can while standing directly over it. 
We never hear from our Navy son.  So, who knows how well he is faring.  We hear from our baby out on the island fairly often and she gets to come home soon.  

Our Oldest Daughter

Now, for our oldest daughter.  She gets to be home for a little while.  She is quite good at special effects and is great at playing characters for local events.  Characters like Tink, The Yellow Power Ranger, and others. 
 However, even though we know that she and her sister are experts at stage makeup, we can't help but have a shocked feeling when we get pictures like this in our inbox

Our Youngest Daughter

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More of this on her YouTube and Instagram sites.
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Sailor Bear Gets a Letter

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Sailor Bear Gets a Letter

David E. McClendon Sr.

26 June 2010

My boy sent a letter today. Mommy brought it in the room and read it to me. My boy really has had some great adventures. He has been out at sea for some time now.

His submarine did go under the North Pole and do you know what? They made the submarine come up through the ice right at the North Pole. Mommy showed me that my boy sent a picture of himself sitting on Santa’s knee at the North Pole. I did not see Santa’s Work Shop in the picture but Mommy said that was because they have to keep it top secret.

Not too long ago my boy had a run in with real pirates. What happened was this girl was trying to sail all the way around the world all by herself. She is just a young teenager.

Everyone said that she could not do it so she was going to prove she could. Well, a bad storm came along and broke her boat. She sent a message asking for someone to come and help her and some pirates found out where she was. They went to try to kidnap her.  It seems that they thought that if they kidnapped her that they could get a lot of money to let her go.

Well, my boy’s submarine was in the area at the time. They got there just after the pirate boat did. They don’t really have the ships like you see in the movies with the black flag with the skull on it.

Well, the captain on my boy’s boat said that they were going to do something called an “Emergency Blow.” That is they were going to make the submarine jump out of the water really fast.

Mommy said that the submarine jumped way out of the water really fast and the pirates saw it and tried to get away. My boy and some of his friends took a big rope up on the top of the submarine and caught the pirate boat. He has pictures of the pirates all tied up.

Mommy says my boy is off keeping the world safe now. She says he will be alright. Mommy says we need to keep praying for my boy and all the men and women in the military.

Please pray for our military.

Sailor Bear.

© 26 June 2010 Suzanne G. and David E. McClendon, Sr.

Sailor Bear

I wrote the following story years ago. There never really was a Sailor Bear although years later we went to tour the U.S.S. Lexington and I bought a bear to be Sailor Bear. 

The part about the dog is true. Years ago my mother rescued my Teddy Bear from a dog who took him out of my hands.

Sailor Bear

David E. McClendon Sr.

My name is Sailor Bear.  I was a Christmas gift to my boy about fourteen years ago, the Christmas just after he turned three.  My boy loved me. I was a very handsome bear in my sailor suit. 

My boy would play with me for hours. We played "Army", of all things, but sometimes we would pretend we were out at sea with the Navy boats and submarines.  We had great fun.


I went with my boy to the hospital once when he had to have his tonsils taken out.  He hugged me all the way to the operating room. I was there when he woke up and I was the first thing he saw.  I took care of him while he had the chicken pox and when he had the flu.


The first day my boy went off to school I got to wave good-bye to him. And I was there when he came home and he told me all about it.  One day he took me to show and tell.

One day my boy was playing with me in the back yard and a huge dog came up after my boy.  I jumped in front of him to protect him.

My boy got away and the dog got mad at me so he grabbed me and ran off with me and started tearing me to pieces.  My boy ran into our house and told our mommy. 

Boy, was Mommy mad at that dog.  She ran out of the house, jumped a four foot fence and got me away from the dog. That dog was so scared.  Our mommy called a man in a truck and he came and took the dog away in his truck.

Mommy took me back inside and kissed my boy and me and then she gave me stitches. My beautiful sailor suit was torn. Mommy said that was okay because it showed that I had been brave and protected my boy.

As the years went by I was left for longer and longer times on the dresser. I could see my boy and watch him grow up.

Sometimes he would take me down and talk to me again. He would tell me about school or the girls he liked. He sure did like a lot of them.

Today he told me some very sad news.  He told me that he was going off to join the Navy.  He said that I had helped influence him to join the Navy.  He kissed me good-bye and put me back on his dresser. He has been gone a few hours now.  I sure do miss him.

Mommy came in our room.  She sat on his bed and cried.  Then she noticed me sitting on the dresser and she came and hugged me and we cried together.  Mommy says he will be home every so often. I sure hope I get to see him soon.

Mommy says he will be working to keep us all safe. Mommy says he will be on a submarine and go under the ocean.  She says he may even go under the North Pole.  That's where I was born you know, in Santa's work shop. 

Mommy says my boy won't forget me.  She says maybe I will help him look after his children when he gets married. She says she hopes that is still a while down the road. She sure does miss him.  I promise mommy that I will be here for her.

Mommy comes in to see me every day.  We sit on his bed and she tells me all about him.  She got a letter the other day that says he will be home for a visit soon. 

She says I probably won't recognize him but now he has a suit just like mine. I ask her if I can go with him to the Navy. She says no, there isn't a place on the submarine for teddy bears. She says she will put his picture in here where I can see it though. 

I can't wait until my boy comes back.
Sailor Bear
©2004 David E. McClendon Sr.