Missing You

OUR BEAUTIFUL VISITOR...THE FALCON

The Falcon animal totem comes to us when we require higher vision, or higher knowledge in solving current dilemmas in our lives.


The Falcon is a solar emblem for success, victory and rising above a situation.



Further evidence of its solar influence, the Falcon was symbolic of the rising sun in Egypt. It is also the king of all birds where many gods were shown with the head or body of the Falcon (including Ra).



In European tradition, the Falcon represents the huntsman and is associated with the Germanic sky-gods Wodan as well as Frigg and the trickster Loki. In European culture the Falcon is considered a warlike symbol.



At its core, the Falcon animal totem represents visionary power, wisdom, and guardianship. This powerful bird awakens visionary power, and leads you to your life purpose. The Falcon carries with it a message of transition and change - perhaps in your vocation, work, career, etc.



A quick-list of falcon animal totem attributes:



Superiority


Spirit


Light


Power


Focus


Prophecy


Freedom


Aspiration


Intensity


Determination


The Peregrine Falcon lives up to its Latin name: Falco Peregrinus which means foreigner or stranger because it is a migratory bird rather than sedentary - it is found throughout the world and tends to travel great distances.


The Peregrine is most often used in falconry due to its keen intellect and incredible ability to calculate or judge its prey.



Falcon animal totem s encourage us to calculate and strategize. If we have a goal, Falcons beckon us to make plans and strategies to obtain these goals. Falcons are all about focus - strong, one-pointed focus. When they show themselves to us, we are being called to focus on our desires and our goals, and do what is necessary to bring our desires into our reality.



The fact that the Falcon is a solar creature could mean there is something in your life that you are highly passionate about, and the Falcon is asking you to take action on this passion. But be smart about it - don't jump into something without doing research and planning. Make your passion a reality by persuing it methodically and as stratigically as the Falcon would persue his hunt.

SAYING GOODBYE TO "THE KEEPER OF THE FLAME"...

DAVID RICHARD CAMPBELL

Feburary 25, 1948

December 4, 2010

Service officiated by long-time friend, Mayor J.H. Graham

WE are here today to celebrate the life of Richard Campbell.  Richard, our life long friend, died Saturday afternoon, of an apparent heart attack.  He was 62...I have known Richard all my life, starting when he and I went to Crossville Elementary in the 2nd grade.  When I went to Homestead in the 4th grade, we did not have much contact until the 6th grade when we played against each other in Elementary football. He played for Crossville as quarterback and I played for Homestead.  Then we had lots of contact, especially in the 7th grade when he split my lip during the County Championship game.  He was always the quarterback.  He played football with us until it was obvious that he would excel as a basketball player later in high school.  He was a real athlete.  But what I remember most about high school athletics was the volleyball we were to play.  Boy, did we have some games, Ralph, P.D., Charlie, Joe, he was always the captain, to choose up teams.  He would always say, Graham, you take the other side, then he would do his best to make me eat the ball, and everyone else for that matter.

Amazingly enough, we all finally graduated from High School, not withstanding the fact that we started the girl haters club in our Freshman year.  The only thing that I can remember is that Charlie Wilson broke the pledge first toward dating, never to be caught even speaking to a girl.  Somehow we got over that.  Which reminds me our our college days at Tech...and I won't talk about Richard's trailer in Cookeville when we all started at Tech...since there are so many young people here today..  I will leave that to your imagination and just say that some things are better left unsaid...except we may have had a party or two there.

Richard graduated from Tennessee Tech with a degree in Engineering, and I mention this not because he excelled in his Campbell Construction Company, but because of his second career.  He became the Director of Public Works for the City of Crossville while I was Mayor.  He met me in my office one day and said that since we needed to fill that position that he thought he could arrange for 3 Council voted for the job.  I told him that he needed to recount, that if he counted mine...her would have 4.  He was perfect for the job.  He got a full days work out of his crew and could do anything we asked...except I should point out that when I would ask him to do something...he would give me one of two answers...Yes, Sir...or HELL NO, WE CAN'T DO THAT...he was the best Director the City of Crossville would ever have.

Richard had to retire from the City so as to take care of his aging parents.  He was the best family man I have ever known.  He loved his family.  He loved his parents.  He was a great husband for Sharon.  He was a great Dad for John David...and one of the best friends this Mayor has ever know.  We all love you Richard and my heart aches at you passing...Mayor J.H. Graham

To his parents, Richard Campbell was a wonderful son who provided loving care as their health declined in recent years.  He was always there for them and he never complained.

To his wife, Sharon and his son John, he was a great husband and father, one with wham they shared a third of a century.

To his country, he was a patriot, one who served in Vietnam...then came home and put it behind him, rarely discussing it.

And to us, he was a great friend.  A patient, easygoing friend and neighbor...one who often stopped by with a bag of homegrown tomatoes and the latest news from the barber shop.  And before he left, he would generally find a leaky faucet or a balky door to repair.

Friends don't come any better than Richard Campbell.  We will always cherish his memory...

Dennis and Dorine Hatler

MEMORIES OF RC

So many memories of RC throughout the years.  Some of our favorites are:

Chalet weekends in Gatlinburg

Hiking in the Smokies

Rummy, Poker, and Pool Games

Sunset cruises on Lake tansi with "Friends in Low Places" playing

Golf trips to Florid

Sunsets at the Tiki Hut

Volley ball games on Sunday afternoon at the house and beach volleyball in Destin

The Murphy NC golf trip

Nashville trips for a ballgame and 2nd avenue country music

The "Yuppie Party" that RC and Sharon hosted for us many, many years ago

UT wins, UT losses, UT tailgating...ORANGE ALL THE WAY...no matter what

Sam and Andy visits on game day

Homegrown vegetables from the Campbell garden

Hanging out with friends around the big fire with friends, fellowship, and good food

Old time rock and roll and bluegrass music which RC loved so much

Two step lessons in RC and Sharon's living room

Your drop by visits" to see everyone and just "checking in"

We will miss you...our dear friend, RC....

Perry and Cindy Turner

I HAVE known Richard casually for many years. We got to know each other well in the

mid 1980’s. We played many rounds of golf together.

Richard was the type of person who would usually do what he says (most of the time). He

told me a few years ago that he was going to check out when he was about 65 years old.

He didn’t hardly make it to 65, but as he said about 65.

Richard called me one time along about 4:30 PM. It was in the winter time and was just

turning dark. He said, do you have any oil? He said that he had drained the oil out his

1988 Toyota pickup and did not have any to put back in it.

I immediately went to giving him a hard time about checking his oil supply before

changing the oil. He said that “them boys” had used it up.

I said what boys are you talking about, as his son John Boy was just about 7 years old. I

can’t remember what his response was, but he had some kind of excuse.

I went to Walmart and got him a case of oil and delivered it to Big Lick.

How much do I owe you, Richard asked? You don’t owe me nothing, but you know I am

going to tell everyone about this episode.

I later bought that Toyota truck. It had a dent in the left front fender with a busted signal

light where John Boy had backed into him. He taped the signal light up with duck tape. I

can’t remember how much I paid him for the truck, but he threw the roll of duck tape in

on the deal and told me that I should re-tape it about every 1000 miles.

I later sold the truck and threw the duck tape in on the deal.

I owned a house in town on Genesis Road. Richard was retired for either the first or

second time. He would stop by 2 to 3 times a week. He would come to town every day

and go to George Burkhart’s barber shop, the fire hall, or just any where to set around and

shoot the bull.

I told Richard that he should just move to town and save some money on gas. He said that

if he did that he would not have anywhere to go.

Richard come by the house one Saturday morning and had one of those wooden ball

puzzles. It was took apart and he said that he had been trying to put it back together for

about 2 or 3 months.

I played around with it for a minute or two and told him just to leave it with me and I

would try to put it back together.

That afternoon Rick Lynch came over and went to playing with the ball. Rick about had it

fixed in about 10 minutes and I told him to take it home with him and fix it.

Monday morning Rick brought it back put together.

I laid it on the bar and the next time Richard came over he wanted me to tell him how to

do it. I would not tell him of course. I explained that a puzzle is no fun if you have to get

someone to show you how to work it.

A couple of months later Richard came back with the ball in pieces. He was wanting me

to put it back together.

I explained that I did not have time and just leave it with me and I would put it back

together. I of course took it back to Rick Lynch.

I took the ball and put it in a plastic grocery bag and wrapped up in duck tape and told

Richard to not take it apart again.

See ya, Richard.

William A. Thompson

YESTERDAY a group of men gathered for their weekly social event. This is a fun event where they play cards, build a fire, and usually cook something. It is a diverse group from different walks of life. They argue about politics and anything else that comes up. They rarely agree on anything. However, I think all would agree that yesterday was the saddest one ever. One of the group was not there. The one who could answer our questions on just about anything. The one who could tell you how to fix something. The one who would come fix it for you. They will all agree on one other thing. They all had a great deal of respect for Richard Campbell.

Richard was a man's man. He was straight forward. He told you like it was, not what you wanted to hear. He was someone you could trust. His word was his bond. He did things his way. About once a month Richard would bring hot dogs for lunch. I think the first time he brought them, we threw them on the grill like we usually do. He later told me he liked his boiled. Typical Richard, the next time he brought them he had a big pot with him to boil them in and left it for future use. He solved the problem. He was good at that.

Richard usually had a fire going when we got there. He liked fire. His grandfather had taught him how to build one. The wood needed stacked just right. Sitting abound that fire he would talk of his grandparents, his mom and dad, and Sharon and John. His family meant everything to him. Richard's standard answer to any question about his mom was "whatever she wants." He spoke of his Shine warmly and often. He loved you very much. That was obvious.

And to John.Your daddy was very, very proud of you. You were the light in his eyes. He told us some of the father/son things that went on. A dad's job is to raise his son to become a man. Richard has done a great job of that. He knew that he could have done some things to make it easier on you, but you would benefit more by doing it yourself. The one I remember well was that you had an alternator on your car go out. You called your dad for advice. He said "what would you do John if I weren't here?" You replied, I guess I would go to the junkyard and find one." Richard just smiled. He knew you learned something. John you were very fortunate to have a father who loved you as much as he did.

I mentioned earlier that Richard liked fires. About 3 o'clock he would get up and say, "time to go to Big Lick and build a fire." I am pretty sure that when we get where we are going, Richard will have a fire waiting on us.

Until then, we sure are going to miss him

George Young



Sorry, poker buddies, this is what happens when I have no original photo...hope you get a chuckle out of this!

RICHARD Campbell was my friend; he never told me; I just always knew it. And Richard Campbell knew I was his friend, I never told him; it wasn’t necessary; we both knew. We attended CCHS together, graduating in 1966, attended Tennessee Technological University graduating in the 1970s, him after serving is the U.S. Army and I in the U.S. Air force. For Thirty Two years he and Sharon and Janie and I shared adjoining seats in Neyland Stadium where we enjoyed hundreds of Tennessee football games. Also during these years we have played countless rounds of golf and shared a few unforgettable and hilarious ski trips. I will never forget how much my family looked forward to spending the day at the Campbell's for their July 4th celebrations and their wonderful hospitality to everyone who showed up for this greatly attended event. There is a song that goes back to our younger days and for whatever reason when I would hear this song I would always think of Richard: It goes like this,

Jeremiah was a bullfrog, he was a good friend of mine. I never understood a single word he said, but I helped him drink his wine. He always had some mighty fine wine.

Sing it to Joy to the World...all the boys and girls now, joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea and joy to you and me

In closing I know Richard Campbell brought a tremendous amount of Joy to the World, he always brought joy to me. I will miss you my friend.

Joe Young

MY UNCLE Richard has always held a special place in my heart.  He was more like a big brother.

He was there years ago to pick me up at the Rockwood bus station after I wrecked my car in Virginia and had to bus it back.  He said "Sis, you all right?"

He was there at the Crossville hospital one Thanksgiving day when I wrecked yet again.  He said "Sis, you need me to get anything out of the car?"

He was there when cancer was taking the last breaths from my mom, his sister.  He said "Sis, there are worse things than dying.

The many times I've asked him why he had to leave us, I hear him say "Sis, it was my time to go."

With a broken heart,

Beloved niece,

Penny Erwin Chubb

OUR STORY

I WAS13.  He was 12.  I was in the 8th grade, he was in the 7th.  He had big brown eyes and a smile the could melt the hardest of hearts.  I was in love!  He wasn't...or so he said.  He did, after all, belong to a girl hater's club and could not be "in like", much less "in love."  For a few short months he allowed himself a few trips around the skating rink with me...but there would be no holding hands.  I was in love, he wasn't.

Heartbroken, I went on my way and he went his way.

15 years later he was returning from his tour in Viet Nam, there would be a party and I had been invited.  He was more handsome than ever.  And, to no surprise to me, I was in love.  But was he?  No longer a member of the girl haters club, he was able to speak freely without fear of reprisal.  He was in love!!!...always had bee, he said.

That day our pathways became one and we walked side by side on that pathway for 33 years.  There were hills and valleys, twists and turns, a few muddy puddles along the way, and an occasional detour.  But for 33 years the walk was quite easy and I thank him for that.

Life blessed us all along our way.  Our greatest blessing was the birth of a beautiful blue-eyed baby boy.  And again, we fell in love.  As the love for our John David grew, so grew our love.

Now it seems life has brought us full circle.  You have left our pathway to walk another.  With a shattered heart, I know I must let you go.  Pick a wide path, RC, for someday I will be joining you and we will once again be walking side by side, holding hands and falling in love all over again.

Until that time, My Love, I will carry you in my heart.  I will hold and protect our memories and love.

Till we meet again My Dearest, walk in peace and know that you are loved dearly and missed by so many.

Forever in love,

Your Shine

Dad,

I STAND before you today a satisfied son. As I sit here writing this, I wonder how many sons can truthfully say that? I feel that you have given me the common sense, engineering knowledge, sense of humor, work ethic, ability to be steadfast in fairness and to show love in my actions which speak louder than words to be a good man. As I travel the world through my profession, I find these values in individuals are a rare combination. I do my best to exude these qualities in everyday life. As a kid, I watched you perform them everyday. In learning these qualities, you have given me success in my profession that very few have obtained at age 32.

Thank you Dad.

It makes me happy that you don’t have to worry about me. I remember you told me on numerous occasions that you weren’t going to be here forever and the sooner I learned to live on my own, the better off I would be. I am pretty sure that your philosophy is correct in most walks of life. I also know that it made you proud that I don’t ask you for money and what I have now is everything I earned. To that point though, you didn’t want to spend an extra $5.99 a month just to get the movie channels on satellite, so I knew asking for something I wanted was going to be an unsuccessful request anyways. Your redeeming quality in this category though, was that it was easy for you to give a me or a friend $5,000 if we needed it. Your generosity for people in need goes unchallenged. I do think if the government had your spending philosophy, we would have a zero deficit, but HBO, Showtime and Cinemax would be out of business.

So I am sitting here in the house you built with your hands, by your fireplace, missing you. I don’t think you were quite ready to go but I do know that you passed the way that you wanted. Just to remind you, I will take care of Momma and make sure that everything gets figured out with the family. I hope that you are happy that we are going to bury you in your boots and you can watch over me as I repeat the important qualities in life you taught me to keep the Campbell name in high respect.

Thank you for being my friend, my consultant, my buddy, my coach and my father. Your soul lives inside me and I will never let that go. I am proud to be your one and only son.

I love you Momma and I will always be your rock you can lean on until the end of time.

Written Proudly,

Go Big Orange,  John Campbell

A Short History

WORDS OF LOVE AND ENCOURAGEMENT FROM FAMILY AND FRIENDS:

I needed the quiet so He drew me aside,

Into the shadows where we could confide.

Away from the bustle where all the day long
I hurried and worried when active and strong.

I needed the quiet. No prison my bed,

But a beautiful valley of blessings instead

A place to grow richer in Jesus to hide.

I needed the quiet so He drew me aside.

In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all...it comes with bittersweet agony...Perfect relief is not possible except with time. You cannot realize that you will ever feel better...and yet this is a mistake. You are sure to be happy again. To know this, which is certainly true, will make you some less miserable now. I have had experience enough to know what I say.

Abraham Lincoln



Till we meet again...

Our loving husband, father, grandfather, son and friend...Love Lifted Me...   

SHE'S BACK!...

The Brown-headed Nuthatch has returned.  I'm hoping she is making this little corner of the world her home.  I say Welcome.

photo by Sharon

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US ALL...

Eighty-nine years ago today, twins Ed and Fred were born.   There has always been some question as to which is Ed and which is Fred.  Based on the writing at the top(done in my dad's handwriting), Fred is on the left and Ed is on the right.  Ed passed away 9/12/01.  Fred continues to serve as Mayor of the local Assisted Living facility. 

As adults they celebrated birthday #27 with the arrival of a baby girl...me!

So Happy Birthday to us all!

A SURPRISE VISITOR...

My first ever sighting of a Brown-Headed Nut Hatch. Seems they are unique to the southeast, smaller than the common White-Breasted Nut Hatch, and not quite so chatty. Saw her at my feeder about a week ago but havn't seen her since.

Unfortunately, I was unable to get a photo, so I had to borrow one from the 'net...

A DAY FOR PEACE...

Objective:

Bloggers will unite in a global cry for peace in this annual event. One day. One voice. All it takes is one post. Won't you join us?



BlogBlast For Peace is an online community of international bloggers who "blog for peace". The first BlogBlast For Peace was held November 7, 2006. The peace globe posts spread from blog to blog to blog and became an online annual movement with thousands now participating. There are currently 50 countries involved in the project. People from all walks of life, all political and religious affiliations and beliefs lay aside their differences for one day.

It is inspirational. It is empowering. It is moving.

With respect for diversity and individual expression, peace bloggers embrace the essence of community. It has truly become a "revolution of words."



Dona nobis pacem - Latin for "grant us peace" - is displayed on peace globes available on the event coordinator's blog. Bloggers from all over the world write inspiring posts on the subject of peace, all titled with the Latin phrase, and display the globe graphic. BlogBlast For Peace is a way to get involved, a way to have a voice, an opportunity to speak out. If you would like to share in the vision for global peace, please join us. Fly a peace globe, write a post, learn about your neighbor across the continent, on the other side of the world, or even next door. Around a global table of peacemakers....anything is possible.



Thirty-three official wars and conflicts plague our planet. It is time we stand together to promote the cause of peace. On November 4, 2010 we will speak with one voice, one subject, one day.

All it takes is one post.



If words are powerful....then this matters.

Please don't miss it.

LATE SUMMER COLORS...

BUTTERFLY:   Red Admiral

FLOWER:  Plumbago

SIGNS OF JOY...THANKS MARIE

A GREAT VIDEO FROM MARCIA

It's all about presentation:

IT'S THE AUTUMN EQUINOX...

SUCH MAGIC, THIS TIME OF YEAR

Autumn equinox, cycles of nature and Chinese philosophy


The Chinese were great students of nature. Autumn is connected in Chinese thought with the direction west, considered to be the direction of dreams and visions.


In the Chinese tradition, the autumn season is associated with the color white, the sound of weeping, the emotions of both courage and sadness, the lung organ, the metal element, and a white tiger. Autumn is also connected in Chinese thought with the direction west, considered to be the direction of dreams and visions.


What does all this mean? It’s a system – a cosmology if you will – that describes how nature works.


To the Chinese, nature means more than just the cycling of the seasons. Nature is within us and around us, in all things. The basic cycles of nature, as understood by the ancient Chinese, are easily comprehensible by western students of nature. They ring true. After all, Chinese civilization flourished for 15 centuries before the Roman Empire came to be. Today we know it’s part of Chinese culture to maintain and add to ancient wisdom. In contrast, we in the western world tend to replace old ideas with new ideas. So – although our western way of thinking encourages advances in things like technology and economics – the Chinese understanding of natural cycles remains far deeper than ours.

Here’s a quick and easy lesson on the Chinese way of thinking about nature and its cycles. We all experience the fact that things sprout and begin to grow (spring). They ‘fire up’ or ignite or bloom (summer) and reach completeness (late summer). They begin to dry and wither (autumn). They rest (winter). In ancient Chinese thought, these five seasons – or five ‘elements’ or five ‘phases’ – include an inherent understanding that the cycle continues endlessly, with each period of rest or winter followed by new growth, or spring.


Each of the five phases or ’seasons’ of ancient Chinese philosophy carry associations with specific things: directions, colors, sounds, organs in the body, fundamental elements such as water or fire or metal, real or mythological beasts.

Here’s another simple example. While summer is associated with the the emotion of joy, autumn is associated with both courage and sadness. Of course it is, because, in autumn, things are dying. The light is dying, for one thing, as Earth’s orbit around the sun and tilt on its axis combine to carry us in this hemisphere further away from receiving the sun’s rays most directly. The days are getting shorter. Plants and trees are winding down their cycle of growth. Sadness – and courage – are natural emotions as these changes are taking place.


That’s part of what the Chinese philosophy of the five phases or five elements is trying to convey: for example, sadness is part of the autumn season. Sadness isn’t an emotion to be avoided at all costs. Instead, sadness is simply part of nature.


So to celebrate the autumn equinox as the Chinese philosophers did, you might...
Stand facing west, considered the direction of autumn in ancient Chinese philosophy. Just stand for a few moments and honor the ‘westness’ of autumn. Consider your dreams and visions, and the path on which you’re moving forward through your life.


Light white candles against the growing darkness of the season. Or place white flowers on your table. White is the color of autumn in the Chinese tradition.


Allow yourself to weep for things you have lost. Weeping is the sound of this season, according to Chinese philosophy.


Find the courage to face what’s ahead.

The Chinese understanding of nature’s cycle seems fanciful, but, once you begin to consider the five elements or phases of Chinese philosophy, you see them cycling in and around everything. You can recognize these phases in the course of relationships, over a workday, in the progress of a play or novel, in the process of aging, while eating a meal, in the growth of a garden, in a scientific or political or business enterprise, while playing a game. All things sprout, bloom, reach completeness, become brittle and die, then rest. Then the cycle begins anew.

Once you learn this basic fact of nature, the dry and brittle phase of autumn, when things are dying – or periods of loss in your life as a whole – become easier to bear.




Written by Deborah Byrd

SUNSETS AND SONG...

Kauai sunset: Lumix GH1 slow motion from Philip Bloom on Vimeo.

INTERNATIONAL LITERACY DAY...

Objective:


On International Literacy Day each year, UNESCO reminds the international community of the status of literacy and adult learning globally.


September 8 was proclaimed International Literacy Day by UNESCO on November 17, 1965. It was first celebrated in 1966. Its aim is to highlight the importance of literacy to individuals, communities and societies. On International Literacy Day each year, UNESCO reminds the international community of the status of literacy and adult learning globally. Celebrations take place around the world.

Some 774 million adults lack minimum literacy skills; one in five adults is still not literate and two-thirds of them are women; 72.1 million children are out-of-school and many more attend irregularly or drop out.

 

Give away a book, make a donation to your public library, become a mentor, tape a book for the blind.  Please use this opportunity to help provide for the education of all.

BLOOMS~BIRDS & A BUTTERFLY...

Birds in video include Hummingbirds, Goldfinches, and Indigo Bunting
Flowers are Moss Roses(Portulacas) and a Butterfly Bush playing host to the butterfly.

A BLACK-HEADED RED BIRD???

A friend mentioned having seen a red bird with a black head and said it looked like a cardinal.  I have been feeding and watching birds for a long time and I have never seen such a bird.  So I turned to my trusty computer (one of my favorite things about the www) and got the info I was searching for:


We were just been visited by a bright red bird with a red/orange bill and a black head. It looks like a cardinal, about the same size, but it's definitely not--it's a brighter red, and the head is black and not crested. Do you know what it is?

Your bird is a male northern cardinal with parasite problems, which is very common among cardinals. The head feathers fall out, and the skin beneath is dark. The feathers will grow back, and the cardinal will survive. Many people are asking the same question about this strange-looking bird.

So don't miss the video below...watch a "black-headed cardinal" feed the fish!  For Real!!

ANOTHER ABSOLUTE MUST SEE....

MORBID CURIOSITY

THE MAKING OF A ROSE...

CARPET OF FLOWERS...AMAZING

EMPOWERING ALL PEOPLE

 

 

One in every five Americans is affected by a disability. This means that approximately 54 million people in the U.S. alone are working everyday to gain greater independence and create new possibilities for themselves.

Within the United States, the Americans with Disabilities Act (ADA) has done much to eliminate the barriers and discrimination people with disabilities have faced for so long. Yet, about three quarters of adults with disabilities are unemployed--even though most would prefer to be working. And, internet access for people with disabilities is about half of what it is for those without disabilities.

Clearly there is still a lot of work to be done if we want people with disabilities to be truly empowered! Please join BloggersUnite in supporting people with disabilities and the groups who work to empower them by raising awareness. Let people know that despite major gains more needs to be done to ensure that people with disabilities enjoy the same access to resources and opportunities as those without disabilities.

Getting involved is easy. So act now!

If you have any questions about this event or would like to be an event partner, email Jason at jason@blogcatalog [dot] com

FAMILY, FRIENDS AND GARDENS