man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble
Man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble. Book of Job, Chapter 14, verse 1.
Thump, thump, thump, went his foot on the floor. He played a few chords then he sang some more— “I got the Weary Blues And I can’t be satisfied. Got the Weary Blues And can’t be satisfied— I ain’t happy no mo’ And I wish that I had died.” And far into the night he crooned that tune. The stars went out and so did the moon. The singer stopped playing and went to bed While the Weary Blues echoed through his head. He slept like a rock or a man that’s dead.
From The Weary Blues by Langston Hughes As printed in The collected poems of Langston Hughes by Langston Hughes (Knopf, New York, 1994).
that is one small step for man, a man, one giant leap for all mankind
Today’s haiku is in commemoration of man’s first walk on the Moon back on July 20, 1969.
Never thought I feel so old typing 1969 but I was watching and I had just turned nine years old.
The words in today’s haiku are a combination of what Astronaut Neil Armstrong said or meant to say as the first words that were said when the first human stood on the surface of the Moon, “That’s one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind” and the words carved on the plaque left on the surface of the Moon that read, “Here men from the planet Earth first set foot upon the Moon July 1969, A. D. We came in peace for all mankind.”
By now, I think everyone has heard that there is some question about what Mr. Armstrong meant to say and what he actually said when he said those first words that were said when the first human stood on the surface of the Moon.
Here is Wikipedia on the subject.
… six and a half hours after landing, Armstrong stepped off Eagle’s landing pad and declared: “That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.”
Armstrong intended to say “That’s one small step for a man”, but the word “a” is not audible in the transmission, and thus was not initially reported by most observers of the live broadcast. When later asked about his quote, Armstrong said he believed he said “for a man”, and subsequent printed versions of the quote included the “a” in square brackets. One explanation for the absence may be that his accent caused him to slur the words “for a” together; another is the intermittent nature of the audio and video links to Earth, partly because of storms near Parkes Observatory. A more recent digital analysis of the tape claims to reveal the “a” may have been spoken but obscured by static. Other analysis points to the claims of static and slurring as “face-saving fabrication”, and that Armstrong himself later admitted to misspeaking the line.
As to Mr. Armstrong admitting to misspeaking the line, the reference is to the book, Chariots for Apollo : the making of the lunar module by by Charles R Pellegrino and Joshua Stoff (Atheneum, New York, 1985), where the authors state that at an anniversary party for people involved with Apollo 11, Mr. Armstrong got into a discussion with Tommy Attridge of Grumman about what was said:
“But there must be an a,” Armstrong insisted. “I rehearsed it that way. I meant it to be that way. And I’m sure I said it that way.”
Tommy played an MGM commemorative 45-rpm record of the flight — one of millions that had flooded the market within days of the astronauts’ return. Tommy was right. No matter how many times he played the record, and no matter at what speed, there was no “a” before the word “man.”
Armstrong sighed. “Damn, I really did it. I blew the first words on the moon, didn’t I?”
I must report that the book, Chariots for Apollo : the making of the lunar module, is not annotated.
Did he say A MAN or not?
Well, Boy, Howdy, I think the controversy pales in comparison to the video controversy.
See, when they set up the communication channels for Apollo, NASA, bless their hearts, used all the normal TV channels for other purposes so the video signal from Apollo could only be seen on special NASA monitors.
And the only way they could get this video signal to US TV networks, was to point a standard TV camera at one of their special monitors.
I am told that on the special monitors, the picture was crystal clear.
What we saw on TV was black and white ghost images.
To get an idea what this is like is watch an old TV show like M*A*S*H or All in the Family where you are watching a muddy copy of a video RECORDING of the show, and compare it to the old black and white Andy Griffith shows that are on movie film and are crystal clear.
How NASA made this decision about TV with the one of the biggest TV moments ever on the line is beyond me.
I do know that NASA felt they had a backup plan in that their private signal was being recorded for posterity on huge 54mm electronic video tape and super high quality video could be prepared and released to the media.
This never happened as somehow, the tape was lost OR it was erased and recorded over before it could be transferred.
And all the world has left was that grainy ghostly black and white video that we all saw that first day.
As I remember it, about 15 years ago a plea went out from NASA to all current and retired employees asking if anyone anywhere had any thoughts about where a copy of this video might be found?
Was it stored somewhere?
Was it filed somewhere?
Was it in someone’s basement (no lie, NASA engineers took a lot of stuff home)?
The reason the search was on as the last machine NASA had that could play that 54mm video tape was about to sent to the garbage dump so this final effort was made to find the video.
Some hope was held out that there might have been a copy at this out of the way receiver station in Australia but no tape ever turned up and the machine was junked.
On the 50th Anniversary NASA made a big deal about releasing moon landing video that had been digitally enhanced but they had to start with that same old grainy footage we all saw.
Like I said, the NASA employees who saw the original video said was crystal clear and were shocked by what went out over TV.
But back to Mr. Armstrong.
His quote has been listened to and analyzed more than probably any other 11 (or 12) words in spoken history.
One analyst went so far as to say that it was his opinion that Mr. Armstrong said, “That’s one small step for man” and realized he blew the line and started to start over saying the word ONE again.
This feller felt the line might have been written as “That’s one small step for a man, a giant leap for mankind.” and that Mr. Armstrong started to correct himself … “That’s one small step for man … one … small step for A man … but stopped and finished with giant leap for mankindafter saying the word ONE.
What I do know is there is NO controversy about what third man said when he first walked on the moon.
This was Pete Conrad of Apollo 12.
When he hopped off the ladder he said, “Whoopie!”
Then Mr. Conrad said, “Man, that may have been a small one for Neil, but that’s a long one for me.”
He was a couple of inches shorter than Mr. Armstrong.
Though according to Wikipedia, “This was not an off-the-cuff remark: Conrad had made a US$500 bet with reporter Oriana Fallaci he would say these words, after she had queried whether NASA had instructed Neil Armstrong what to say as he stepped onto the Moon. Conrad later said he was never able to collect the money.”
by law of nature things are common to mankind the shores of the sea
According to Wikipedia, The Code of Justinian is one part of the Corpus Juris Civilis, the codification of Roman law ordered early in the 6th century AD by Justinian I, who was Eastern Roman emperor in Constantinople.
“… a legal concept from the sixth century A.D., when Emperor Justinian ordered the codification of Roman laws. The resulting code declared that features of nature like the air, running water, the sea and “the shores of the sea” must be held in trust for the use of the public. That idea passed into English common law, and then to the United States.
Today, most states define the beach below the high-tide line as public trust property, meaning members of the public have free access.
The Code of Justinian, Book II. Of Things, I. Divisions of Things, states:
By the law of nature these things are common to mankind, the air, running water, the sea, and consequently the shores of the sea. No one, therefore, is forbidden to approach the seashore, provided that he respects habitationes, monuments, and buildings which are not, like the sea, subject only to the law of nations.
All rivers and ports are public; hence the right of fishing in a port, or in rivers, is common to all men.
The seashore extends as far as the greatest winter flood runs up.
The public use of the seashore, too, is part of the law of nations, as is that of the sea itself; and, therefore, any person is at liberty to place on it a cottage, to which he may retreat, or to dry his nets there, and haul them from the sea; for the shores may be said to be the property of no man, but are subject to the same law as the sea itself, and the sand or ground beneath it.
WOW.
Since 529 AD, we have all had access to the shore as the public use of the seashore, too, is part of the law of nations, as is that of the sea itself!
Much like the fact that Thomas Jefferson was the 1sr President to serve Ice Cream in the White House is enough to list Mr. Jefferson among the Great Presidents so does the statement No one, therefore, is forbidden to approach the seashore makes ol’ Justinian my favorite Roman Emperor.
According to Wikipedia:
Justinian is regarded as one of the most prominent and influential Roman emperors, and historians have often characterized him as a workaholic who worked tirelessly to expand the Byzantine Empire. One of the most enduring aspects of his legacy was the uniform rewriting of Roman law, the Corpus Juris Civilis, which was first applied throughout Continental Europe and is still the basis of civil law in many modern states. His reign also marked a blossoming of Byzantine culture, and his building program yielded works such as the Hagia Sophia.
Boy howdy, it may well be that one of the most enduring aspects of his legacy was the uniform rewriting of Roman law, the Corpus Juris Civilis but against beach access for all, all other forms of human endeavor become insignificant.
PS: This is what the public access beach on Hilton Head Island on a July Saturday can look like … provided you have son who works security at the resort behind the beach and he can provide you with a parking a pass. It also helps if the resort is typical of HHI and its guests are based on a weekly stay with a 10am Saturday check out and a 4pm check in so we get a beach to ourselves.
creampuffs for breakfast just one of the side benefits being sixty five
Way back in the forever never land of childhood, I read a book of Paul Bunyan stories and one of the stories was all about the lumber camp cookhouse and the head cook, Hot Biscuit Slim and his helper, Cream Puff Fatty, who made the desserts.
The story was how Hot Biscuit Slim planned the best Sunday Dinner ever and he claimed there would be so much food, the lumberjacks would have no room for dessert.
According to the book (Paul Bunyan Swings His Axe), Hot Biscuit Slim said, “Tomorrow, I am going to have the best Sunday dinner of the year. When the men are through eating my hot biscuits with jelly, spinach, cucumbers, young red radishes, and chicken pie, they won’t be able to eat a mouthful of dessert.”
A claim that Cream Puff Fatty took as a challenge.
The books says that Cream Puff Fatty called the dessert boys together and said. “We will make cream puffs that will melt in your mouth! Light creamy ones with whipped cream a foot high! We shall see if they refuse to eat dessert!”
After the dinner was served and the lumberjacks were stuffed full of hot biscuits with jelly, spinach, cucumbers, young red radishes, and chicken pie, Cream Puff Fatty went into action.
“Now is the time, boys!” cried Cream Puff Fatty. The dessert boys strapped on their roller skates and started down the long tables.
“Cream puffs! Cream puffs!” the men shouted as they saw large plates of fluffy white cakes topped with whipped cream. With a shout they picked up their forks and started eating again. Not a man left the dining room! Every single cream puff was eaten!
Well, sir but, Boy Howdy, I have had a weakness for cream puffs ever since.
Problem is that I never found any that met the mark set by Cream Puff Fatty.
That is until my wife started making them back years ago.
I have never seen her bake them, it usually happens when I am at work, but I come home to find a plate of them and I have to shout, “Cream puffs! Cream puffs!”
When the kids were in the house, we would all angle to get as many off the platter as we could and more kids fell for the HEY LOOK OVER THERE to lose a cream puff off their plate then I can count.
In place of a cake, the cream puffs are my birthday dessert of choice and this year was no different.
I came home from work to find a platter of cream puffs out on the counter but had to wait until after dinner.
For dinner we found a nice out of the way place along the Beaufort River in Port Royal and the waiter asked, without knowing of course, if we wanted dessert.
I shook my head and laughed and almost yelled that we were going home to have Cream puffs! Cream puffs!
Home and candles stuck into a cream puff with some of the kids on video call, I got to hear Happy Birthday sung as only my family can … and then it was time for Cream puffs! Cream puffs!
And so I turned 65.
I got up this morning and there in the fridge were something I didn’t see too often.
Left over cream puffs.
I took out the box and opened it and looked at into it for a minute.
Maybe less than a minute.
And I thought, what the heck, I am 65!
And I had cream puffs with my coffee for breakfast!
stars of my birthday favor me lucky star born nothing can stop me
Sunrise over Hilton Head Island – July 17, 2025
Come on, superstition, and get my goat I got mascots The stars of my birthday favor me The numbers from one to ten are with me I was born under a lucky star and nothing can stop me The moon was a waxing moon and not a waning moon when I was born Every card in the deck and both of the seven-eleven bones are with me So you hear them tell it and they mean if it works it’s good and if it don’t it costs nothing
From The People, Yes (53) as published in The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg, by Carl Sandburg, Harcourt, Brace, New York, 1950.
According to my drivers license, I was born today … 65 years ago.
Some years back, my Boss had my team work through an exercise where we come up with THEEE word that best described ourselves and my word came up as lazy.
Today, I would choose another word and that word would be lucky.
The stars of my birthday favor me.
Oh so lucky.
I was born under a lucky star and nothing can stop me.
I was born in a big family and never ever knew the fear of want or need or poverty.
I was raised in a home where God and the love of Jesus was just a part of life.
Nothing was pounded into you, it was just accepted and while questions might come and go over the years it was always there as the simple faith of a child and I thank God for it.
I am lucky in life, relationships, work, schooling and the numbers from 1 to 10 are with me.
I don’t understand my luck.
But, Boy Howdy, do I appreciate it.
The moon was a waxing moon and not a waning moon when I was born and have enjoyed my luck.
I can’t explain it, so I don’t try.
Every card in the deck and both of the seven-eleven bones are with me.
Not that I haven’t screwed up, screwed up a lot and often but let me tell, it’s on me that I screwed up and caused my own problems and most of the problems I created for myself would not have existed had I not created them.
So you hear me when I tell it.
I mean if it works it’s good and if it don’t it costs nothing.
Born lucky and still trying to figure out how I got to 65,