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About JimR, Chaplain

I'm a 75-year-old guy, in October 2025, who worked in Naval Hospital Camp Lejeune for 28 years and now retired as of 31 Dec 16. I've worked in medical records, the Health Benefits Department, Billing, and the IT department and retired as the Personnel Security Manager for the hospital. I'm a musician and Corvette enthusiast. Yes, I have had two. I traded my second Corvette for a Harley Davidson Fat Boy in mid-summer 2019. Then in 2024, I traded to an HD FreeWheeler FLRT. I've already ridden the new one a thousand miles in 6 weeks. I'm also searching for a fresh new outlook on life with new spiritual insight among other things. I was ordained a minister in 20190202. I've become certified with the American Chaplaincy Association through Aidan University in June '21. Presently, I am a volunteer Chaplain with our county Sheriff's Office. I've found that with the unconditional love of my companion, Libby Rowe life is complete through God. She's a beautiful, vibrant, giving woman who gives her all in everything she puts her mind to do. She and I married on 24 July 2015. She was ordained in February 2022. She has a blog too called Under a Carolina Moon. Give it a visit.

Walk a Mile in My Shoes


There’s nothing original about that title.  Difference with me is until we moved out of the old house I lived in the first ten years I didn’t even wear shoes unless I was headed for church.  My mom did see … Continue reading

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Growing Old Makes Golden Years?


I remember when I was younger, say my forties and early fifties I sometimes felt old.  Or so I thought.  Turns out it was all a hoax I pulled on myself.  I had so much energy even then I had … Continue reading

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The Good Ole Days. . .


Life has a way Of changing things. We just can’t stay In one spot. That I can for sure say. Gas was thirty cents a gallon, Now we really have to pay. Had no running water, But what the hey. … Continue reading

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Misspent Youth


Time tells all On young or old, Short or tall Of what we bought or sold Thoughts are fraught With things we buy into. And what we bought Are the things we do. Sometimes those things We will have to sell … Continue reading

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What?! A Random Poem??


Feeling the need today to be silly.  I can be grumpy tomorrow. If the fly who flew Through the pile of poo Would only wipe his feet Before he lands on my beet It might not be so bad. If … Continue reading

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Life After Death


You see, I have for sometime expressed my desire to be cremated.  It wasn’t some decision to frivilously come to.  I though long and hard on this subject.  I don’t think being dead and claustrophobia are an issue.  Being dead, … Continue reading

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Dusty Country Roads


Dusty country roads Run for miles and miles When I was growing up I was all smiles When I saw the rooster tail Of dust plume up behind. I dreamt it hid us From a chasing car Blinding them from … Continue reading

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Wabbit Hunting


I was just listening to Robert D. Raeford on the John Boy & Billy Big Show.  He was telling a story a guy sent in.  It was about buzzard hunting.  He and his buddy would lay on the ground near … Continue reading

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He Needed Washing


Being teenagers in a gang of country boys could be exciting.  It was nothing like the “gangs” of today.  We did do stuff that got us shot at on one occasion, though.  We like riding motorcycles at two am in … Continue reading

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New Fangle Stuff


I like to work with new fangled stuff like computers and widgets of sorts.  My problem lies with the fact that I’m not really interested in how they work anymore.  I used to be.  In fact I used to be … Continue reading

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