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Sorry for the delay in posting, but as I said in a earlier post I am preparing to travel, this time to India, so I need a visa. I was in India once before, just about 18 months ago, so I figure it would be no problem. I submitted my documents as requested. A copy of my drivers license, my pass port, letters form the US and India offices of my company and my birth certificate along with the application. All the same information as before. But this time my birth certificate was no good.
This boggled my mind, how could it have worked 18 months ago and not now? This was just strange. So I asked them and the response, your parents are not listed on the certificate. They want proof of my parents. I assured them I had parents, two of them, a father and mother, male and female, but that was not good enough, I needed proof.
So started the journey…
I went home that night and looked through all my documents and found nothing. I looked online to see how I could obtain proof of my parents and found I could order a copy, but it would take 3 to 5 days, and that was 3 to 5 days to many. But I did discover I could go downtown and pick a copy up. Knowing how efficient Detroit can be I figured I would be downtown for the rest of the night. But surprise of all surprises I was in and out in 20 minutes. So now I was armed with proof that I had parents! I returned to work and sent it off to the visa processing company.
This story was and is funny to me, and as I was relaying this to my class, I thought of a study funded by our government. they study was on family life. The conclusion was:
Having children is hereditary…
Let that sink in for a few….
once again:
Having children is hereditary…
We, the American people paid for this study. A study that states the obvious. But even stranger is the fact that someone did not think this was the case. How could anyone think it was not. In order for me to have children, I must have been a child to someone. Just that simple. No one was ever born with out parents, not even in India, were they request proof of my parents.
Can this be linked to the culture of death? I think so, if you have such a low respect for life in the first place, you most likely have a low respect for parents and would consider them optional. that may be a stretch, but if you stop and think about it, maybe not.
Now I do understand why India wants proof, it to provide evidence of your parents birth place,. what country. Its for international security. I made light of it because it sounded funny, that I had to prove I had parents. But the study, well that’s a whole different can of worms. That, to me, is just plane stupidity and selfishness on the so called researchers part.
On to something al little different and somewhat local to the Detroit area. Yesterday a legend passed away, Ernie Harwell. For non-Detroiters and non-baseball fans you may not know the name. Ernie was the Detroit tigers radio announcer and a legend in Detroit. Ernie was 92 year old and passed away from a fight with cancer.
Ernie was known not only for his great ability behind the microphone, but also for his humble ways and his love of God. He never hid his love of God, or its importance to him and how it helped shaped his life. Ernie was never known to say an unkind word to anyone, ever. An he was always gracious to his fans. We will miss Ernie… Detroit will not be the same and Baseball will never have another like him. And may God continue to Bless you Ernie…. Play Ball!
God Bless
Paul
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