29 Aug 2010 Freedom…A Sorrow Farewell to LuAnne McKinney

Freedom, LuAnne McKinney, wild horses

Guess Whose Coming to Diner, a social for our church, was when I determined the perfect person for this shot.  LuAnne loved horses, and I still remember that night as we entered their house and saw a magnificent sunset overlooking their horse fields and the silhouette of a windmill.  Peaceful and welcoming, these are the traits both LuAnne and Richard exhibit.  This week we lost a dear person.  The brain tumor which was removed and seemed to have gone by the numbers ended up taking her from us so swiftly.  I remember other occasions in our church where food was a part of the day, and LuAnne would bring her strawberry trifle.  I am deathly allergic to strawberries, but it was one of the first desserts gone and my enjoyment was from seeing the smiles on everyone’s faces as they ate it.  My memories of someone who gave a smile to everyone in our church, and greeted them with a warm heart.

I entitled this piece “freedom” a long time ago.  We were on the beaches north of Currituck, a point where access can only be done with a 4 wheel drive vehicle.  We came across this group of wild horses keeping each other warm and safe from the storm that day.  Each time I look at it I immediately think of LuAnne.  Words are small and they cannot do the justice she and the family deserve.  We each handle our grief in different manners and mine has always been to write.  With this small post I want to share a glimpse into the life of a woman set free from this life and lives on in the next.  I know I and many others look forward to the day we meet again,  laugh and we all can eat strawberry trifle together.

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18 Aug 2010 Singing in the Rain

I love primrose, and this picture shows why.  They are vibrant and blossom early in the spring.  I looked at this photo and numerous names went running through my head, but singing in the rain is the one to stick.  The bright yellow centers give the appearance of voices singing loud, and the water resting gently on the petals adds to the pleasure they appear to be enjoying.

This is the second of the images from Renee and I hope you enjoy it as much as I have.

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11 Aug 2010 Let’s Make A Deal

I was excited to get the opportunity to include some of Renee’s work on our site.  I think she is an amazing photographer.  She captures the voice in an image and it engages your mind into questions.  This image is no exception.  I see the doors and immediately three thoughts came to mind.

1. Monty Hall and the old version of “Let’s Make a Deal”

2. What is going on behind these two bright and colorful doors?

3. Are they as bold as the colors they chose?

Renee Dietrich

Maybe I will get the chance to go to Ireland one day, walk up and knock.  In the meantime it is fun to let my mind wonder away from the hustle and bustle of my everyday journey and imagine a interesting adventure awaiting on the other side of these doors.

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07 Aug 2010 Haiti Through My Eyes

It has been a long journey, but the timing felt right and the production came together as it was apparently meant to be.  All my thanks to Jen Foster, Bill Nathan, Renee Dietrich and Gwen Whiteman for their help in making my vision become a reality.  I hope you enjoy watching it as much as I had creating it!

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02 Aug 2010 Our Church gives over 1,500lbs to local charities

Below is the article as it appeared in the Greensboro News and Record, where our President is co-chair of the church garden.

http://www.news-record.com/content/2010/07/23/article/the_gift_of_gardening

The gift of gardening

Sunday, July 25, 2010

(Updated 2:00 am)
By Nancy McLaughlin
Staff Writer

Accompanying Photos

Photo Caption: Martha McGough (from left), Rose McMichael, Marie Hedges and Rex Inman tie up tomato plants. Several people helped work the garden or would come by and help pull weeds.photo by Kate Harrell/Special to the News & Record

Nobody really wants credit for the hundreds of pounds of fresh cucumbers, corn and tomatoes harvested from the once grassy patch of land at the rear of First Presbyterian Church in Reidsville and given to local charities.

Not Dr. Jim Harrell, who spent what seems the hottest summer ever atop a tractor, helping till the land at the church — sometimes before opening his veterinary practice for the day.

Nor Peter McKinnon, the mission-minded president of a photography business, whose hands have nurtured every phase of the bounty, from planting seeds to picking produce from the dirt and vines. He also packages up a succulent mix he often delivers from the back of his vehicle.

“They don’t do it for the recognition,” the Rev. Douglas S. McLeroy, the church’s pastor, said of parishioners who have been involved in the 1,500 pounds of yield. “They take satisfaction in this land being used to bless others.”

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Two years ago McKinnon, whose grandfather once owned the largest dairy farm in New Hampshire, seeded a tomato garden at the church and tried to get young people involved.

“Gardening is a great way to teach what happened as Christ threw the seed down onto a fertile soil or a rocky soil or a sandy soil,” McKinnon said of the biblical parable of sowing the Gospel.

The dirt ministry never quite caught on, he said.

Earlier this year, Harrell’s wife, Kate, read an article about grant money available for community gardening, something her husband and McKinnon had been discussing.

The church also had a large grassy plot that had been used for vacation Bible school activities and little else.

Kate Harrell, whose grandfather operated a tobacco farm, called a new member of the church who works for the local cooperative extension service to learn more about the $250 grant, which could be used for seeds and fertilizers.

“We know that there’s a real need in Rockingham County … that people need help locally,” she said.

With the congregation’s blessing — and a portion of the grassy plot at his disposal — Jim Harrell borrowed a tractor and began tilling the field.

“Jim’s father was superintendent of the schools in Gates County, but he had a garden,” she said. “I’ve heard stories from his brother and others … that while everyone else was playing football and riding bikes, they were in the garden working.”

The frequent rain in the spring yielded lots of cabbage, potatoes, broccoli and cucumbers, among other things.

“It kept coming and coming and coming,” she said.

During dry spells, members attached a garden hose to an outdoor spigot and took turns watering the rows — only one at a time because of the distance and water pressure.

Others showed up for called workdays or stopped by on their own time to pull weeds.

“We’ve had people involved from 5 years old to a young woman in her 80s named Marie Hedges, who was always out there,” Jim Harrell said. “I don’t call myself a real good gardener, but I’ve learned a lot this year.”

Some found peace and solitude while out there.

“You can do a lot of praying while you are out there watering — and a lot of just sitting back saying, ‘Wow, look at what’s happening in front of my eyes,’” McKinnon said

For others, like McLeroy, it’s a chance to reclaim those memories of walking behind his grandfather with a watering can as the elder man dropped seeds on his farm.

“There’s nothing like working in the dirt,” McLeroy said. “Some people say it’s cheaper than psychotherapy.”

Much of what has happened in the field behind the church has come from the congregation learning as they go, using the Internet, the local Cooperative Extension Service and everybody who has been involved.

“We’re going to rethink a few things,” Harrell admitted. “I love butter beans, but it takes a while to pick them and then if you give them to somebody, they have to shell them. If you are going to give it away, give things they can use right away.”

Radishes are easy to grow, but it’s not an easy thing to give away, McKinnon said. “Once you pick lettuce, it goes real quick,” McKinnon said.

“We’re planting green beans again, and I’m going to have to cover them,” McKinnon said, “because the rabbits like them more than we do.”

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As their rows of corn stalks grew, the laborers operated under one simple premise at the Community Garden, which was named that way to encourage more community involvement.

“You’re supposed to give 10 percent of what you make to the church,” McKinnon said. “We’re giving 90 percent of the tithe to the community. It’s probably at 95 percent.”

The list thus far includes the Reidsville Soup Kitchen, two halfway houses, the Salvation Army and other charities.

“It’s been so hot this summer, it was a miracle their garden did so well,” said Marlene Pruitt, who supervises the battered women’s shelter at Help Inc., where the clients often cook communal meals. “I truly believe God blessed their garden because of what they are doing from the heart.”

The idea is to give to people who are in less fortunate situations who wouldn’t be able to buy at the farmer’s market, they say.

The rest is either taken to the homebound, dispersed at church or occasionally given to those who labored in the field that day.

“We’re not trying to put any farmer out of business,” Mc­Kinnon said. “We don’t want to hurt their business whatsoever. We don’t have people coming to the garden to get food. We figure the organization we are helping, these people aren’t going to be going to the farmers’ market — not all the organizations, but most of them.”

This also gives the needy more options.

“If you are living from paycheck to paycheck, it is cheaper to buy a honey bun, four for a dollar, all the sugar and carbs, than it is to buy a head of broccoli, which is healthy,” McKinnon said. “So until we figure out how to make healthy food cheap enough for everybody, let’s give it away.”

Still, McKinnon sees that’s probably not enough. Another phase of the ministry is already under development.

Some of the people who receive produce may not know how to prepare it, he said.

“If we can teach them how to cook, then we’ve really blessed them,” McKinnon said. “I’m hoping that’s going to be phase two for next year. That’s my wild wish.”

Contact Nancy McLaughlin at 373-7049 or nancy.mclaughlin@news-record.com

Want to Get Involved?

Call Pam at 349-3474, the First Presbyterian Church office, from 9 a.m. to 2 p.m. weekdays, or leave a message on the church voicemail, including a name and telephone number. Also, go to www.fpcreidsville.org.

Nobody really wants credit for the hundreds of pounds of fresh cucumbers, corn and tomatoes harvested from the once grassy patch of land at the rear of First Presbyterian Church in Reidsville and given to local charities.

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26 Jul 2010 Stay Tuned

I know the blog has seemed a bit light lately, but I have been diligently working on a Storybook video for Haiti entitled, “Haiti Through My Eyes”. It is nearing it’s completion and I would like to thank, Renee Dietrich, Bill and Jen Foster for their respective contributions.

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06 Jul 2010 Yet Another Things That Make You Go Hmmm…

Political Sign I enjoy a good sign. I also enjoy posting stuff to make us laugh. It helps to break up the stuff I hope causes you to scratch the inside of your brain.  Here is yet another example of a political sign gone wrong, or has it?  Did the candidate have a stroke of genius or?  Only time will tell.

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29 Jun 2010 Courage to Press Forward

Any time I ever doubt being able to do something, I now watch this video. The courage it took this woman to leave her small town and go on British television makes you feel anything is possible.


Susan Boyle Stuns Crowd with Epic Singing

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22 Jun 2010 When You Need a Laugh.. The Elaine Dance

One other video that just always puts a smile on my face!

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21 Jun 2010 Labels

Focus, Josephine, HaitiLabels, the English language is full of them and we use them every day to describe the world around us.  I chose the picture above because it gives me an opportunity to use a number of different labels.  Some of the labels are obvious, but others may surprise you. I did this very exercise myself with a photo from a friend of mine. I looked at it and pulled out all the labels I could find.  When I finished, I went on to ask them the deeper questions; who, what, when, where and how.  It was in those questions I found answers that hit me hard and forced me to re-evaluate the labels I use.

Labels, you can literally go in circles looking up the definition of this word and the words it refers to, but are they always helpful. Looking at the image in this post you can readily see the following labels: child, girl, man, marker, paper, bracelet, necklace, and so on.  You can go on further and see: black girl, black man, Celtic’s t-shirt, burgundy shirt, blue sponge, wood table, white paper, and probably a dozen more.  The English language is full of labels, and we gently call them descriptive adjectives; words to describe other words, or words used to label and categorize the world around us.  Describing our lives in detail realizes the age old axiom “a place for everything and everything has it’s place”.  It also allows us to convey what we see or hear to others so they can share in our experiences.

If you watch television or listen to the radio, you are bombarded with advertising.  They are labeling everything, and letting you know just how good it is and how it is going to change your life forever. I love to watch and listen to advertising spots.  I worked in the media industry for years and my friends and family have endured listening to me blurt out how something was awful, what where they thinking, or the random brilliant.  Sometimes the ad is designed for shock value, or to show the cultural position of the seller.  Other times it is very subtle, and sometimes it is difficult to not only find the product being sold, but also what is the unspoken need being fulfilled.  My question  is, what happens when those labels are used to denigrate as a means of description; to describe people in a way that causes one particular part of society to assume a higher position than another?  If you stop and look at our day to day lives you notice how much information is available.  Our society is so overwhelmed with access to information, more and more show anchors are resorting to the same tactics the advertising industry has been using years.  In order to be heard, they have to come up with a means of rising above the fray; otherwise, they risk being lost in the noise.  So what set me off a couple weeks ago?  It was the message and the unspoken need of a particular radio station DJ.  The message was obvious, but the unspoken need was far more sinister.  Unfortunately, Abby Sunderland, the 16 year old girl sailing round the world, was the topic.

A couple weeks ago, Abby  briefly eclipsed the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.  She had not been heard from for a couple days and a number of people around the globe held their collective breath as a search and rescue mission was sent to the Indian Ocean.  I was driving and I had been skipping through the radio stations on my way to my first client appointment.  I stopped on a station and didn’t pay attention to the call letters, because the music playing seemed to go well with my mood.  The song ended and I realized I was on a nationally syndicated Christian station.  I thought, hmm, ok, as I occasionally listen to them anyway. The praise music they play is enjoyable and most of the time it has a good message behind it.  The hosts were bantering back and forth and the subject of Abby Sunderland was brought up.  They were discussing the pro’s and con’s of a person her age being allowed to take such and adventure.  When they finished, they requested all their listeners to pray for Abby and her safety.  A request I was eager to join and thought was a good idea.  Then it came;  the description I wasn’t prepared for, nor was I prepared for it’s delivery.  The female host said in a very upbeat and proud voice, “and she’s a Christian!“.  My own labels for this comment will be far too inadequate to describe my reaction.  Those few words were delivered with such conviction I was pushed back in the seat of my car.  Listening to them I immediately was infuriated.  Why was her religious status so important?  The host by her words, her label, and tone of voice, implied Abby was more deserving of our prayers because she was a Christian.

I changed the station.  Not only did I change it, I mean I really changed it. I plugged my IPod into the radio and listened to one of my own playlists.  All the while I am driving and fuming over what I just heard.  I kept hanging on the words, “and she’s a Christian” , and the extremely proud way they were spoken. I couldn’t shake the the emotions I was feeling.  I was angry thinking a religious label made one person more deserving than another.  Then I was angry because I was sure a number of people would have accepted this request at face value and been glad to pray for her, since she was a Christian. Isn’t prayer, compassion and religion meant for everyone, not just for a few?   How compartmentalized and segmented have we shaped our society? Were we meant to label in such detail?  When does description change to segmentation? My head was swimming with all these questions and at least a dozen more.  So what does all this have to do with the picture in this post. Well I am using it as an exercise, one I try to repeat each day.  A lesson in which I try not to take everything at face value, but to look deeper in to what is being presented.

As the photographer of this image, I am intimately aware of the circumstances surrounding it.  I sculpted the image into the message I wanted the viewer to see.  I deliberately removed some components of the surrounding environment as I composed the shot, and here are those missing labels: the girl is handicapped, she is Haitian, she is poor by US standards, she is bi-lingual, the man tracing her hand is not her father, she does not know who her parents are, she was abandoned at a hospital and she has cerebral palsy.  Some of those labels would not have been obvious had I included the wheelchair, but had I left the wheelchair in the shot, it would have invoked a discussion and brought all those labels out.  For personal reasons I wanted to shift the focus away from her disability and onto the determination in the man’s face, (the unfulfilled need).  He was so focused on task of tracing her hand.  To me, that is Christianity. So how often do we take the information presented to us at face value?  How much of it has been manipulated to meet a purpose?  For the news and other media, it is all about ratings.  Taking a story and making it so dramatic it will drown out the competition.  While it has some truths, it does not show it all.  Here is a random fact that has nothing to do with the discussion, but one we don’t think about. I didn’t think about it until I worked in the news media. Have you ever wondered why it seems the oddest people make it onto the news when there is a crisis?  It is because these are the people at home, everyone else is at work. The station has a six o’clock deadline to give us the facts and the fluff.  With most of us at work, they either bring in people to do the story, or they find people in the area who are available.  So are we watching reality or theatre?

I am not writing this to trash my friends and cohorts in the media industry, nor do I think the hosts of the show intentionally meant to segregate by label.  I am writing this to hopefully help others stop and ask more questions about what they are seeing, and what they are hearing.  To not accept the labels others are using on any topic.  To be more involved in the process and not sucked in by the pitch. To realize labels may hurt more than help and think about them before we use them.  I could use probably ten or more labels to describe myself, but do they do an adequate job of explaining who I really am?  As I close this post, I am reminded of the greatest commandment we have been given; love your neighbor as yourself. Perhaps the next time we are thinking about labeling someone we should picture our own face as if looking in the mirror and use the label, me.

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