A Few Pre-Independence Day Thoughts


A Few Pre-Independence Day Thoughts

  1. Thomas Jefferson. Like many people, I’ve always thought of Jefferson as the most linguistically eloquent and literate of our Founding Fathers. After all, he did burn “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” into our into our original not-so-all-encompassing national entitlement state of mind. And it worked too, as long as you were a white male real property owner. Everybody else was conveniently, or inconveniently, on their own. – This morning, however,  I read something on Page D3 of the Saturday, July 2, 2016 Houston Chronicle that put a mild dent in my forever pristine impression of Thomas the Terrific. And maybe that was unfair and due to my lack of appreciation for how 18th century people used certain words differently than we do today. – The article revealed that Jefferson held the mockingbird in very high regard for its independence and intelligence among the other North  American creatures of flight, even penning a note of advice to his son-in-law, Thomas Mann Randolph, who had a acquired a pet mockingbird, spelling out the reason for their importance. “Learn all the children to venerate it (the mockingbird) as a superior being in the form of a bird,” Jefferson wrote. Fine, but after reading his choice of words, the question now runs to this one. Did he following that endorsement with something like “them mockingbirds are right smart!”
  2.  Noah’s Ark Recreated. Yesterday there was a story on the NBC national news about a man in Tennessee, I think, who is well into building a recreation of Noah’s Ark on top of a mountain top as a biblical tourist attraction. It reminded me of the time we were learning about Noah in Catholic parochial school. Noah’s plan boggled my mind, even at age 8. – Two of everything? Really? Did Noah really have to include two cockroaches on that species save list? I will forever remember my mother’s comment when I brought up that same frustration with her. “Honey,” she asked of me, “do you remember when we moved to Pecan Park a couple of years ago” – “Yes, Maam,” I said. – “Did we bring any roaches with us back then?” She asked  – “No, I don’t think so,” I said. – “No, we didn’t,” she confirmed. “And Noah didn’t bring any roaches on the ark either because he already knew that he didn’t even have to go to all that trouble,” she added. “Roaches are like mosquitoes and flies,” Mom concluded. “Noah knew that they would find their own way on to the ark whenever the flood came. That’s what pesky critters do. They don’t need any help. They just go wherever the people go.” Mom could have added – “and they never need a ticket to ride.
  3. The Freedom to Find and Pursue Our Passion in Life. In a way, it’s almost regrettable that Jefferson did not write out the bottom line in our Declaration of Independence as “life, liberty, and the pursuit of passion.” Had he done so, maybe we would have fewer people 240 years later confusing the word “happiness” as finding someone (or everyone) else to take care of them – and fewer people at the other end of the social spectrum searching for “happiness” through fortune, fame, or political power over others. Maybe not. But either way, this fact remains, even if we have to learn it from personal experience: Happiness through material or political attainment is fleeting. Acquisitiveness in any form is sustained by compulsion, not passion. Passion is the thing we choose to do or be because  it is our particular breath of life. The lucky soul who finds their passion in conjunction with something that also pays their grocery bill is fortunate. These are the people who say things like “I can’t believe they pay me to do something I would do for nothing, if need be.”
  4. Juan Esteban Martinez, A Living Example of Passion. (What follows are the first two paragraphs of a story by Olivia P. Tallet in this morning’s same page of the Houston Chronicle listed above for Jefferson. Get the Chronicle and read the whole thing – or search for “Music is everything for young artist” at Chron.com:

Clarinetist is on his way “to the top of the mountain” by Olivia P. Tallet

Juan Esteban Martinez calls music a “strong feeling,” one that he can’t shake, one that has become all-consuming.

“A couple of years ago, while I was playing music, I thought that I loved it. Now I just can’t stop. I realize it’s really part of my life,” says the 20-year old clarinet player. “When I wake up in the morning, I am just thinking of music, I’m thinking what what I am going to play, how I am going to play it. Music is everything.”

Our Pecan Park Eagle Passionate Wish To All

Life Passions are never harmful to others – and they are only harmful to us if they are denied forever – and not allowed to thrive and feed our spirit and soul.

Enjoy your passion because, if it is truly yours, it is part of you – and what you do. – It may not always make you “happy” – but it always allows you to feel wholly who you are – whether you get paid for it – or not.

If you have yet to discover your passion, it is our hope that whatever has been separating you from it this long into life will be allowed to get out of the way. Why? – Because a lot of would-have-been inventors, scientists, doctors, lawyers, performers, artists, writers, humanitarians, musicians, and the spectrum full like are all buried with their default fates in the cemetery because of their unfulfilled destinies in life.

Independence Day is a good day to start letting go of whatever stands in the way of being wholly who you really are.

Our American Bill of Rights should have included our “Right to Bare Ownership to Our Own Spiritual Growth” – whether we call it “religion” or not.


Bill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas


One Response to “A Few Pre-Independence Day Thoughts”

  1. Bruce Biundo Says:

    Bill, I was fortunate to find things I am passionate about with time and energy to devote to those passions. “And that has made all the difference”.

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