On this June 11, 2010 I am writing my 499th BLOG! What in the world did I write about in all those others? Today, I write about another June.....1932.
On this day my mother, Beulah Mae Hall Pogue, was very expectant. In two more days she would deliver to the world a thirteen-pound boy! She and the Halls were still in mourning. Her Baptist preacher/farmer dad had died May 13. The world was sunk in the Great Depression. My Dad was doing whatever he could to bring in income. Living on a farm gave them food. The old open well gave them water. Flour sacks gave them clothes. They had all the basics. God gave them faith as they went to church at the Liberty Hill Baptist Church.
Out in the world they knew little about at Liberty Hill, Oklahoma, Charles Lindbergh paid out $50,000.00 in ransom money to gain back his kidnapped 20 month old son. He was found dead May 12. Ford unwrapped an eight cylinder engine. Von Hindenburg was elected first German president. Adolf Hitler would be the second. "One Man's Family" was first broadcast on NBC radio.On June 3rd, Lou Gehrig hit four consecutive home runs, the first man to do that.The US federal gas tax was enacted. It was .01 a gallon. President Herbert Hoover and VP Charles Curtis were re-nominated by the Republican Convention. On June 17 an oil tanker Cymbeline exploded at Montreal, Canada. On June 17, 1,000 World War I veterans met in Washington to encourage the US Senate to give them certain benefits.Herbert Hoover suggests a five-day work week.
On Monday, June 13, 1932, Everett Dale Pogue was born at home at Liberty Hill, Oklahoma. Dr. Miner came to assist. He forgot to register this birth at the county seat at Poteau, Oklahoma, so today there is no official record of this birth with the state of Oklahoma. Maybe it didn't happen, and the person you think you know really doesn't exist! I have wondered that at times myself. I am hopeful God doesn't require Birth Certificates. Maybe He will settle for the Rebirth One I had recorded when I was nine at an August revival at the Cavanaugh Missionary Baptist Church.
Sunday, the Lord willing, I will acknowledge SEVENTY-EIGHT brief years here on earth. I am easily reminded of this truth in the Book. "The length of our days is seventy years - or eighty if we have the strength;yet their span is trouble and sorrow, for they quickly pass and we fly away." "Flap, flap. These contraptions aren't as simple as they look. This may take a little practice....... How do those gulls do it so easily?"
