Monday, May 29, 2017

Memorial Day 2017

Austin McCalister WWII


Austin is my father. He is Van, Haley and Ian's grandfather; and Miles, Ethan, Nolan and A.J.'s great grandfather. My dad served in WWII in the Army Air Corps and Corps of Engineers in the Pacific theater, first in the Philippines and then landed in Japan right after the atomic bombs were dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki - I believe near Tokyo. (There's a photo of him standing in front of some bombed out ruins that I couldn't find this morning - I'll post it later.)  In fact, if the bombs had not been dropped and he'd landed in active combat, it is conceivable that none of us McCalister offspring would have been born.

Dad entered WWII voluntarily but reluctantly since he was a pacifist and did not want to be responsible for sending an un-believer to hell because he killed him in combat. So, he began as a dental assistant. However, later he was troubled by the fact that so many other men were risking their lives in combat that he changed his status from pacifist to combatant.  Thankfully, the Lord protected him from having to take another life - an act that I know would have haunted him all of his life.  Dad had an extremely strong sense of conscience and concern for being a faithful christian and live in a manner that was pleasing to God.  So, I know that his original decision to be a pacifist was also made out of concern for not breaking the commandment "Thou shalt not kill" as Bibles were translated in the 1940s. Now, many modern Bibles make the distinction between "kill" and "murder" - the Hebrew being "do not murder" rather than "do not kill".

After landing in Japan dad was put to work directing some of the reconstruction efforts because he was an experienced carpenter.  What a blessing since that was so much more in keeping with dad's conscience to build rather than destroy.  So, on this Memorial Day I honor my dad, his integrity, his courage, and his commitment to follow Christ.

Me, Kevin and Van next to dad's red Ford pick-up, which was used to transport the casket to Three Rivers where he is buried.  The pick-up was his request. He didn't want his casket transported by a hearse.


Haley behind dad's flag draped casket.



Mark Trask and Sr. Master Sgt. Kevin Hanat provide a military burial.

Friday, May 5, 2017

Boring Man

"Boring Man" will not be confused with "Burning Man". 

Boring Man goes to quiet places with few people. Boring Man does not attract attention to himself. Boring Man reads books, even history books and theology. Boring Man likes his desk and still writes letters on paper and sends them to people with stamps. Boring Man likes to wear suits and ties and is appalled that adults wear pajamas when they travel by plane or train.

Boring Man likes black and white photographs.


Boring Man collects fountain pens and considers the best paper options to use for writing and doodling. Boring Man keeps a journal - several, in fact. Boring Man loves to write, and to watch documentaries.

Boring Man would rather sit at home with a strong cup of coffee than go to a festival; or to sit at home in the evening with a cold IPA than go to a movie.


Boring Man loves the smell of wood and sawdust piled up next to the table saw.

Boring Man likes sitting on the deck with his family by the fire listening to bard owls at night. Boring Man is fascinated by hummingbirds and fireflies.

Boring Man likes reading his Bible and going to Church. Boring Man likes visiting art museums and historical museums - he even likes reading the little placards next to the exhibits.

Boring Man loves to see his family and friends smile.

Boring Man doesn't say much, and he likes it that way.