The Greatest Generation

The Greatest Generation

Theresa May said this today at the 75th Dday memorial events

I know this to be true already, for it was my Parents generation

My mum and dad would have been 99 and 98 now, I was a late 5th child of 6

I was at the 40th celebration 35 years ago when I was 25, so 1/2 a lifetime ago

So much could be said, and by far better people than me

I suppose the people in my1st book  are of that generation, and maybe that's the strength in it

I honestly don't know

What I do know is that the Love I got from my  family, from the Greatest Generation was always

there, in the dark and sad times, and there were many. But also the laugher still rings loud. The total

love poured into me I have tried  to pour into my our kids, my 2  daughters. I am just a weak echo of

father, but I'm glad if anyone says I'm like my dad. There is no higher praise than that.

 People also say I look like my mother. Again I don't know is the strengths I put into some of the

stories I write based on the love from my mum and dad. I loved my dad so much that I did not want

to place him in my 1st book. But when I looked back at Big Sid the Butcher I realised that only one

person could love that much, yes it was my dad, and I didn't realise it was him I was clothing as

Big Sid the Butcher. I'd come in late from a shift on my computers and my dad would have the first

bite of his dinner on his fork. He'd say he was not hungry and offer me his dinner on a plate.

This is the standard of his generation, The Greatest Generation, born in the 1920s before the

Depression. One of my uncles was actually a Ploughman before tractors arrived.

There are many stories I could tell, which are far far greater and true, than anything I could even

make up. But I won't live long enough to tell them, I'd have to outlive all the family to avoid

everybodies' blushes and with a quadruple heart bypass under my belt and ckd and my arthritis and

even tinnitus wearing me down, that will not happen.

In 1996 mum died and dad nearly died 8 weeks later in the same marriage bed.

Read Padre Pio and Me  for all the details, the takeaway as the Americans call it was that I got a

family. I don't believe my dad was "saved" just so I could have a family and then turn into a big

writer, that nobody pays to read. My own health would have to be returned to me so that I could be a

shadow of the Greatest Generation. I have dreams and plans should that miracle arrive. We all have

IF ONLYS, I won't say what I'd like to do, but it would involve giving Theresa May a new job, as I

hear she's available. I hope my last years will be my best years, at least I have a target of 27 books to

aim for, so 9 more to finish before I'm finished. And no I'm not joking about Theresa May, I have a

plan for me and her, a Charity plan, but that's all for today.

French, Spanish, Arabic and Russian

French, Spanish, Arabic and Russian

these are some of the Translations being read of

The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker

which to me proves that my comic novel works everywhere even in computer Translations

So do I have to sleep with Rupert Murdoch and Donald Trump as a 3 way exchange

before I get bigger exposure?

And would Donald still get elected again?

If you can draw, draw a cartoon of such an event.

That's why I call one of my sites "cartoons made with words"

I 'm listening to Selena Gomez right now, she's very good.

I have to go and wrap myself entirely in cling film now

Somebody rung to say its a go for 3 in a bed

Sorry, it was the gardener, saying  he can get 3 bushes in each flower bed

That was a Chancy Gardinier moment, go watch Being There right now

stay happy and put it on your Facebook where to find my words.

I am NOT on Facebook by the way, MZ bribed me to leave,

Not unless MZ means something else

Stay happy, I'll have another story tomorrow maybe, or you could just buy all 18 books

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Before the Dawn

Before the Dawn ©

By

Michael Casey

Last looks at photos of mom

Checking and rechecking kit before the fight

Cursing louder and louder to hide the fear

Playing cards, last chance to get rich before hiding in a ditch

Look at photos of naked girls wishing you could hide within

Prayers half said and wishing you had got wed

You promise you’ll marry the first thing you get back

Rosaries dusted off, and mumbled through,you haven’t got a clue

Lucky charms and Rosaries too kissed and wrapped around your kit

False smiles, and wondering why you came thousands of miles

Hope that you’d get to sample champagne in Paris

Fear that you’d never get back to your aged mom again

Charity sharing your chocolate with your mates

Laugher over the water into the distance

Worry half hidden from each other

But you are each other’s brother

At dawn you will fight and try not to die together

You can hear the bagpipes, the mad piper has begun

The rush of bravery and hope, you will survive and go

All the way to Berlin, Normandy is just the beginning

You will show the Nazis what you are made of.

First off the boat and up the beach a kiss from a French girl

Is almost within reach

Bullets fly, bullets fly but New Yorkers don’t come to die

You are an American and you will be in Paris

4th June 2019 pain and a half day

4th June 2019 pain and a half day
hope you liked yesterday's story
Just the way you are
it's nice to see the map of the world shaded in by my readers
its also nice to see the Translations being read everywhere
in various languages
Though Remember my Wordpress has a Translate Button on it
I can barely think with the pain
I'm waiting for slow people to do their job at the moment
this does not help make me smile
I do talk to God more
With Tinnitus so loud and keeping me awake till 4am or so
what else can I do?
then I finally sleep
though as you know I still wake every 2 hours
aren't you all so lucky with your sleep patterns
which reminds me I have to order more toilet paper
you try thinking in a straight line with a Sumo on your chest or shoulder
though the pain or pain killers never influence my writing
it just prevents or delays me from writing
I can write left of field easily, maybe it's because I come from 500years of Irish farmers
today my big daughter takes her 1st A level, a Chemistry paper
so I need get some chocolate for her if I can manage going up and down the hill
I sound like an asmatic when I get back, I may need to rest 3 times on the way back
it is the steepest hill around here
what else can I say, pray for my health
or let God send a Korean Kpop girl to come and type for me
I'd like to write Tears for a Butcher the sequel to The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
before the Grim Reaper gets me.
2 sessions of 2 hours to write a chapter
so in 12 x 4 hours, that's 48 hours I could dictate a book
You think 4 times faster than you speak
And a speed typist could do 100plus words a minute
So I'm confident I could do it in that time scale.
However I don't think it'll ever happen
A Politician gets better book deals that a comic writer
Discuss,I know you are smiling right now
Ok, I need to stop.
Feel free to buy a book, or just tell all your friends,
then I can shade in more of the map of the world.

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 and today  my daughter is doing A levels

Just the way you are

Just the way you are ©

 By

Michael Casey

Moses was tall and gangly, people used to laugh at him and call him beanstalk. Some even picked on him, he was regularly bullied, and had his teeth chipped after fights. Where’s your staff Moses, make the Red Sea part was a common remark. Only his Nan loved him, and the little girl opposite, she felt pity for him. It was all so unfair. His Nan was forever taking him to the dentist, but at least they didn’t pull all his teeth, then he’d look like his Nan even more, with false teeth. No, Moses got gold fillings, a fist full of gold fillings, because he’d had fists in his mouth.

Sharon as the little girl opposite, she smiled and told him he looked great with his gold teeth. Really was Moses’s reply. And that is how they became friends. On one visit to the dentist he picked up a Readers Digest, he just flicked though it. Then one item caught his attention, so on the way out he asked the receptionist could he have it, a ten year old copy of the Readers Digest. When he got home he read the article over and over again. He then went over the road to show Sharon.

Self Defence, with Judo John. It was all about how to use an attacker’s weight against them and so defend yourself. And that is how Moses and Sharon discovered each other. By throwing and grappling with each other, it was fun and they were good. Over a period of months they learnt the basics. Then they went to the old Spring Hill Library and got all the old Judo John books out. They began slowly and read them cover to cover. Judo John was an Olympic Champion many years ago. As they read they practiced, and with each practice they got better and better and love grew between then as they flung each other all over the place. They would laugh as snot dripped from their noses, as their socks fell down and as they had to tuck in their shirts and blouses. They didn’t really know it but they were falling deeply in love.

As they practiced in the back garden they listened to Barry White on a cassette radio play. It covered the noise of them grunting and groaning as they grabbled. After a couple of years of this both of them had put on lots of muscles, Moses was no longer gangly he was bulky now too. And yes the bad boys did try to bully him one last time, only he knew a bit of Judo now. So he threw them into the dustbins, and Sharon who felt so empowered now defended her man, she stood by her man and threw a bully or two into the dustbins too. 4 bullies against Moses and Sharon did not stand a chance. The word got out at school, and nobody ever troubled Moses again, now his nickname was Jaws after the James Bond villain.

Fate took a hand now, the school was a sports academy, so one day some Judo guys turned up. Moses was shy, but the school blurted out about how Moses and Sharon had sorted the bullies. The Judo guys smiled, and Moses and Sharon were asked to step forward. After a few minutes of grabbling with the Judo experts, the experts smiled even more. If there was a grading both would get a good grade and possibly a Brown Belt immediately. Where did you learn they were asked, so they confessed they had read the Judo John books while listening to Barry White. The entire school laughed at them , the Judo guys did not. In fact Judo John was the grandfather of one of the team, and guess what he loved Barry White too.

So Moses and Sharon got free tuition at one of the back street Judo schools in the city centre, in exchange for a bit of tidying up. And  that was how they learnt their trade. Moses was quickly a Black Belt and so was Sharon shortly afterwards. They raced up the belts, and their confidence grew and grew. They were worried about what to do after school, but they were offered the business when the owner retired. So Moses and Sharon Judo School appeared in small letters under JUDO. They laughed that they had never left school. And their love just grew and grew. Moses’s Nan had raided her pension pot and re-mortgaged her house to help buy the business, but soon she was repaid. A female teacher was a selling point.

After practice Moses would wash Sharon and Sharon would wash Moses, very Oriental, and yes sometimes Barry White influenced them too much, I can’t get enough of you baby, as they made love on the practice mats. They were engaged by now, but there was never a baby, Sharon did not mind, she had Moses and that was enough. But secretly Moses wanted to be a dad, what was the point in life if you don’t have kids.

Now what do Martial Arts people do in the evening, well they work security at clubs, drinking Hot Chocolate, and yes they loved that music too. Where they worked there was never any trouble, Moses was 6feet 4inches and 120 kilos of total muscle by now. Sharon had a pony tail and blonde hair, just like Theresa May’s body guard lady, she was always smiling because she had here Man, and she was his Lady. They loved Lionel’s Lady my Sweet lady too. All in all they had a happy life, though Moses pretended he did not mind not being a dad.

Now in clubs the girls dance around the handbags, or designate the fattest girl to mind them the most, as she drinks her lemon and lime alone as they dance. Now Moses spotted the girl and spoke into his radio, do you mind if I dance with another lady tonight, just this once? Sharon looked around and knew what he was going to do. You do know I am a Black Belt 4^th Dan? Yes, and you can tie me to our bed with it tonight, after you take my Black Belt 7^th Dan off my naked body. Sharon laughed aloud.

Moses smiled at the girl guarding the handbags, would you care to dance? Theresa looked up, she nearly fainted so he picked her up and carried her to the middle of the dance floor he, then held her in his arms, and now she was his lady. The other girls nearly fainted, Moses was the absolute hunk of the hunkiest, and he was dancing with Theresa. Sharon was not to be outdone so she picked a fat boy and led him to the dance floor. Sharon was a big girl but totally curvaceous, and she knew how to move. Everybody stopped to watch Sharon and the fat boy and Moses and Theresa. Then Moses bent and kissed Theresa’s hand, they swopped partners, Moses danced with Sharon, and Theresa danced with Kevin, for that was his name. Barry White was singing, Can’t Get enough of your Love Babe. And that was how Theresa met the boy of her dreams Kevin.

An opportunist thought he’d steal from the pile of handbags, only small Peter was also working that night. Peter was less than 5 feet tall, but he had a 56 inch chest after years of Judo. So the would be thief laughed at “titch” only to find himself on the floor. He was ejected and banned for life. Kevin and Theresa were so happy, they both thought they’d just be watching handbags all their life, but this was the beginning of something big.

Theresa and Kevin were made for each other, so obviously they told everybody they knew, and fat people always have lots of friends, even if they lack boyfriends or girlfriends. So more and more people came to the club in the hope of finding the one true love. Moses and Sharon thought they’d help things along, so it became a feature, Moses would dance with a girl who’d been abandoned to the handbags. And Sharon would grab a boy who’d been hiding in a corner pretending he didn’t mind. Barry White of course played his part too, Baby We better Try and get it together, was very popular, as well as It may be Winter outside but in my heart it’s Spring. Sharon and Moses picked 2 lonely people, and then they got it on with each other. John Travolta in Pulp Fiction would have died for it. Watching Moses and Sharon was electric, and then the whole dance floor filled and heaved. Afterwards the bar was flooded, dancing was so thirsty everybody needed a drink.

Eventually the club had a “Big Girls Don’t Cry” night, dancing for boys and girls of the bigger dimensions. Everybody was happy, things could not be any better. But Fate always steps in. One of the boys who bullied Moses years before came to town after he’d got out of Jail. By chance he heard about Moses, it was his friend been barred for life.

So that night with evil in his heart Barry came to hurt Moses, why this happens you’ll have to watch a BBC documentary, or a ITV daytime tv show. Barry weaved his way through the dance floor, something shinny in his hand, he had 2 others on either side flanking him. It was he night Theresa got engaged to Kevin as she descended the stairs from the toilets she saw what was afoot.

Theresa was a teacher so she knew how to scream. FAT GIRLS ON THE DANCE FLOOR, Kevin was also a teacher, a P.E. teacher so he knew how to scream too. He knew Theresa needed help, he felt it, he just knew. So he screamed too, FAT BOYS ON THE DANCE FLOOR.

The dance floor flooded and Moses was swept away by a flood of sweaty fat bodies, Sharon could see what was happening now. She had seconds to save her Moses before he’d be in a wicker basket coffin. So she grabbed “titch” Peter and threw him through the crowd. Barry was tumbled, the assassins were rumbled. Fat Girls to the left, fat Boys to the right. Then they all Irish danced towards the assassins. The Lard was in the frying pan and it was time to spit and hiss and burn. They may be fat, but they were all Dancing Queens, they high kicked their way over the dance hall. Moses their leader and they would defend him. In short Barry and his 4 henchmen were Irish Dance Kicked into submission. Never under estimate a fat girl EVER.

Moses and Sharon embraced. The Police came and took Barry his four friends away. The Police also booked the club for their works do too. Maybe it was the sense of relief that Moses and Sharon felt, or whatever reason, but that night Sharon conceived. After that all Moses had to do was look at Sharon and she got pregnant. They could not decide how many kids to have, but as Moses was a Black Belt 7^th Dan, they decided 7 was a good number. And if you are all wondering if this tale is true, well kind of. Because one of this writer’s earliest memories is being bounced on Moses’s knee as he smiled his smile full of gold fillings at me.