- Over The Years
March 18, 1953
Even in the beginning I didn’t want much but treasured
what I had.
I learned early on that
if you didn’t take care of what you have you’d never have anything.
Harold E. Jandebeur and Barry S. Jandebeur arrive in
Take care of what you have!
Early morning bike rides, often begin around 5:30 A.M. The day is fresh, the mind uncluttered.
As I ride along quiet coastal roads, themselves just waking up, the gentle sound of a small wave lapping against rocks,
when the ocean is otherwise calm and still, is my pew and the fresh morning my sanctuary.
Life’s journey often has detours and distractions.
It wasn’t the best of times,
nor was it the worst of times – it was our time.
I followed orders. I was proud to serve and glad to come home
the journey or the destination?
tough call when you are standing on top of Mount Katahdin looking out across the Knife Edge and you shiver as the mountain’s
breath ripples across your damp back.
One world of sand, palm trees and Caribbean breezes filtering through shuttered windows
waits while another is edited.