Author: LegoDoug

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One of Those Days

I was on my way to Nashua to drop off the check for our insurance binder (only $368), when Nichelle called.

She explained that there was a problem, and that I should call our agent

So, I spoke with our agent, and it seems that, despite being given a commitment letter, Fleet is demanding $7,000 more from our buyers, due to, among other things, their insurance costing more than they expected.

They want us to come up with $3,000 of that. And I’m fresh out of $1,000s.

Further details as I have them.

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Happy New Year and Moving Madness

Here, Naomi shows off one of her Christmas presents, and her destiny (Nichelle is too busy getting ready for our move to read this), with a “Geek in Training” t-shirt from ThinkGeek.com. She also received the TCP/IP creeper, but won’t fit into it for several months.

Back at the Wilcox family, we are moving in one week, and packing in earnest. Thanks to Nichelle’s extremely hard work and planning, it looks like everything is going to go smoothly.

Our new address as of January 9 will be:

329 Nowell Street
Nashua, NH 03060-4453

Phone: 603-886-5225

I should also mention that my friend Mark Sohmer has finally taken my advice and started a BLOG of his own at http://blog.sohmer.net/. Of course, since he is using Bryan Harrington’s code, later modified by me, guess who gets pestered with questions?

I’d like to BLOG some reflections on the past year, but am too busy at the moment.

In more recent events, Christmas was excellent, and despite being sad, Dad’s funeral was really wonderful. I will defiitely write more about that later.

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“Ordinary Greatness”—Remembering My Father

This morning my mother called to tell us that my father, Paul John Wilcox, Jr., passed on to be with our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, around midnight last night.

Dad was 80 years old, and suffered from both emphysema and congestive heart failure. Although his health had been slowly declining for the past few years, with some ups and downs, a couple of weeks ago he took a sudden and significant turn for the worse.

My father was a good man—not the kind of man to garner fame or wealth—but a good man along the way everyone thinks of George Bailey in It’s a Wonderful Life.

Thanks to their local hospice organization, Dad was able to spend his last days at home, with Mom nearby, and with many friends able to visit. In his last lucid moments (maybe a week ago), he remarked that he was glad to be at home, rather than in a hospital.

Dad has shown remarkable grace through all this, and it was always encouraging to talk with him. His decline in health was probably harder on Mom than on him.

Dad knew his destination was Heaven—not because he was a good man, because no one is good enough to meet God’s standard (this is repeated throughout the Old and New Testaments)—but through faith in Jesus Christ as Savior and Redeemer. (If you’re interested in learning more about why we believe this, this Web site has a very well-documented, Scriptural presentation of the Gospel which is fundamental to our beliefs.)

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
—John 3:16

In the end, Dad was at peace, and completely ready to go to his eternal home.

Even though we will join him someday, we miss him greatly, and today has been a very sad parting. Other than knowing Dad is in Heaven, I take consolation that Dad was able to die at home, lived a full and mostly healthy life, knew how much he was loved, that all of us (I have four sisters and two brothers) were able to see him within the past year, and that my last (and recent) words spoken to him were, “I love you, Dad.”

I realize I haven’t elaborated on my topic much at all; I will share more of my memories and details of Dad’s life later. Right now I’m very tired.

Please feel free to post your own comments.

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This is Really Amusing: Our Lights Have Gone Crazy

Today I am over at 297 Billerica Road, Kronos’ main building in Chelmsford (I normally work 2 buildings away at 2 Omni Way). We’re in a meeting with Rick Hightower, our Struts trainer who we’re keeping an extra day for consultation, and the lights have gone crazy. Imagine strobing Christmas lights on a building-wide scale. Very, very amusing. Apparenlty, this smart buiding is having a case of dimentia.

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Jakarta Struts Training

Today through Wednesday (and possibly Thurdsday) Kronos is locking me (along with several others) up in training. This is my first official training since starting with Kronos, and I'm a little nervous, given I'm not very well trained in Java. We shall see.

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Wild News from The Casa Del Menor Vida Nueva

10 New Children Have Just Arrived in the Tudors’ CareWe just received this message from Eldon and Connie Tudor, the missionaries who operate the Children’s home which our church has helped build, and to which most of our summer missions trips have taken us:

Dear Praying Friends,

PRAY! PRAY! PRAY!

Last night the police here in Constitución brought us 6 Oaxaca (pronounced wah-ha-cuh) children because the mother has been murdered and the police think the father did it. We bedded them down on mats in the living room floor. This morning the police brought us 4 more children as they think the father of these children helped in the murder of the woman.

The body of the murdered woman had been (as it looks now) hanged, then taken over across the road and thrown in the garbage dump. She has been there for 3 to 4 days, and the coyotes and other animals have been eating on her. When the body was found, they thought it was a boy at first.

The children think their mother has gone back to a town to visit relatives.

This morning the first thing to do was to feed them, and next we are going to have to delouse them.

All that they are used to eating is chiles and tortillas; they range in age from 13 down to 3 years.

We are sending a picture of them. Since the police brought them here, we do not know if the Mexican
child welfare will help us or not. We do not know what is going to happen when they find out that their mother is dead. One 12-year-old boy and one of the older girls say they are married, but they have not been together yet, the parents arranged the marriage, as it is a custom of their Indian tribe.

Right now, what we need the most is prayers!! We do not have enough beds, the children are all very dirty and need bathing, plus we are all concerned about getting the bugs
too!

We will keep you posted, just PLEASE PRAY!!!!!!!!

Eldon and Connie