Multi Vista
One Story, Many ViewsThe Alligator Story
Troy’s (Dad’s) Version
Jennifer’s Version
Stephanie’s Version
Casey’s Version
The Alligator Story
One thing about Florida that is superior to all other states is the fishing. Salt water, fresh water, brackish water, you have it all. You can catch almost every kind of fish somewhere in Florida’s waters. In fact, you can catch many things that are not even...
Alligator Story – Jennifer’s version
The alligator story. Here is what I remember; that it was in Jacksonville when I was maybe 6 or 7 years old (or maybe 10 or 11…my memory sucks! Dad still had his mustache and we were on the base, I think Cecil Field. I know it was near an area we would go fishing and...
Alligator Story: Stephanie’s Version
I am pretty sure I have told this story about a hundred times. A lot of the details have become hazy over the years. Here is my version of the alligator story that transpired on that infamous day. It was the early 90's, and we were in living Florida. Some...
Alligator Story, Casey’s Version
As you can see, I am not Casey. I am the Ghost writer who fills in sometimes to help these struggling authors. This is the alligator story from Casey's point of view. Actually Casey was pretty young and does not remember very many details of what happened that day...
USS Kennedy Visits Dublin Ireland
Troy’s Story
Paul Gartlan’s Story
USS John F Kennedy Visits Ireland: Troy’s View
There are two “Ports of Call” that hold a special place in my memory and heart. Both of the ports were cities where it was the first time that an Aircraft Carrier had ever pulled into that port. The first one is Benidorm Spain while I was on The USS...
USS John F Kennedy Visits Ireland: Paul’s View
My memories of this time are pretty strong as for the last two weeks of June 1996. The main national radio station was running a competition for people to win one of 50 places to get a tour of the famous JFK (USS Kennedy) or ‘Big John’ as we were told it was also...
The Goat Story
The Goat: Troy’s Version
Of all the stories our family shares, this one probably tops the list. Some of us just laugh ourselves silly when we re-tell this, and some cringe in terror. We aptly named the goat “Billy”. What follows is my recollection of our time with Billy the goat....
The Goat: Chris’s Version
It’s always nice when you come up with a plan and it works out the way you hope it will. I’m wise enough to know that’s not a realistic expectation 100% of the time. I knew that 21 years ago when we took Billy home with us. But having no experience...
The Goat: Jennifer’s Version
When we moved to Maryland we decided that we wanted a goat because we had some land and we thought that it would just be a really funny pet to have. So we finally found a goat, Billy Bob, and it was this goat that had been raised by some Amish people I...
The Goat: Stephanie’s Version
Goats Are Bad M'Kay!! The year was 1998 and we were living in Maryland. We were living in a house that was on a few acres of land. As a family, we had been talking about getting some kind of farm animal since we the room for one. I think the original idea was to get...
Casey’s Version
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Fielder’s Choice For Dad’s Birthday
Mr. President! You’re Going The Wrong Way!!
(Que Mission Impossibe Theme music) The elevator jolts into motion and the slow movement up begins. There are only a few moments left before Mr. President and his secret service escort make it to the 14th floor. They were originally supposed to be on the 13th floor...
Camping
My story for dad's birthday is not necessarily just one story but more of a collection of stories that I remember from my childhood. I remember going camping a lot and we were able to go camping at times that other people weren’t. That's because we were home schooled....
Snipe Hunt
I don't remember what year it was or how old I was at the time. I'm pretty sure I was in elementary school because we were living in Jacksonville. We were on a camp out with our church. There was a large field back behind the building and a wooded area at the back...
Snipe Hunt: Rachel’s Point Of View
Okay so this is how I remember my first "snipe hunt." I was maybe twelve, I can't really remember how old I was. My age isn't what I remember the most. You'll see why. If You Are Camping, You HAVE To Have A Snipe Hunt! Well a couple of the men, including my dad...