Lloyd Brown:
CLASS OF 1971
Hobbs High SchoolClass of 1971
Hobbs, NM
Heizer Junior High SchoolClass of 1968
Hobbs, NM
El Sausal Middle SchoolClass of 1967
Salinas, CA
Alisal Elementary SchoolClass of 1965
Salinas, CA
Santa Rita Elementary SchoolClass of 1965
Salinas, CA
Lloyd 's Story
So Ellie turns 4 n the 7th of May. we have competed in 2 agility trials. Check us out - do a google search using the following search words - pete ellie agility lloyd brown
First run, First Formal Trial - 1st place
Second run, First Formal Trial - 4th place
Pete and Ellie CPE 27 oct 2012 Sat standard 12 level 1
Pete and Ellie CPE 27 oct 2012 Sat Jumpers 12 level 1
Pete and Ellie CPE 28 oct 2012 sun standard 12 level 1
Pete and Ellie CPE 28 oct 2012 Sun Jumpers 12 level 1
So ellie turned 2 on 7 may 2011. ellie has given me something to do. it started with obedience class, beginning agility and nosework. i had seen agility on tv and i thought it would be a cool thing to do - especially with a sheltie. however, making her run and jump kinda made me feel guilty so i signed us up for nose work. but all i got to do in nose work is tell ellie to find it. that didnt last too long. i also tested her on sheep herding and considered doing that until i figured out that meant i would have to learn how to herd sheep. i cant tell my dog something i dont know.
although it doesnt seem to be mentioned on ths site, i believe there is going to be a reunion in august. i am hoping to attend. anybody else going to try to go? last reunion i attended i was voted most changed - that made me laugh!
Mandy's death left huge hole in my heart; decided the only way to fill it was buy a puppy. i found a cute one and when i asked about it i found out it was being raised by someone named Brown. An Omen? Then i found out her name was Ellie and at first i didnt notice it. but my name is Lloyd E. Brown and so my initials are L.E. I was saying her name in my head, "ellie browne". that was when i noticed that the names were the same;
her name: ellie brown
my name: L E Brown; that was when i knew for sure she was the dog i was supposed to have.
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After a short illness, Mandy, my Sheltie in my arms 18 Oct 2008 at 2200 hrs. I miss her already. While she was sick, I found a poem set to music and illustrated with pictures of pets that touched my heart. if you search for rainbow bridge, i'm sure you'll find it. in the mean time, here are the words:
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
I miss Mandy very much.
Now then, let me try to get you thinking who best to cause thinking??? I don't know but I been told that "Some times you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look at it right."
Lyrics from Scarlet Begonias Grateful Dead/Robert Hunter
Music obeys, but does not conform. It follows, but does not comply. Influences, but does not control. Directs, but does not command. Attend to harmony, yield to inner rhythms, serve the Tao.
Though it can be written, music cannot be captured. Belonging to everything, it owns nothing. Always giving, never taking, unnoticed, unexplained, it benefits everyone. Music evokes what has always been, helping us to come to terms with ourselves.
Following our inner rhythm, we seek without anticipating, reach without extending, know without learning, flow without hesitation. Inner music brings out the neglected aspects of the self. Our inner music instills a source of power. It transforms the way we feel, the way we experience our own existence or identify.
The singer sings the first verse "from a place deep inside, with the road-etched sorrow of all music that searches for redemption in the dust of worldly troubles. But then he looks across the stage at his bandmates and grins; as if suddenly remembering that redemption is only a note or two away." (Steve Silberman, liner notes of the DVD: Jerry Garcia Band, Live at Shoreline September 1, 1990) You never find happiness until you stop looking for it.
Chuang Tzu, Chinese Philosopher, 5th-6th century Happiness is not a state to arrive at, but a manner of traveling.
Samuel Johnson, 18th century English philosopher
The greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions and not our circumstances.
Martha Washington
this next thought is for anyone who has ever lost someone they love. For me that is mother, father, zep my dog of 15 years and Jerry Garcia.
We can't know why the lily has so brief a time to bloom in the warmth of sunlight's kiss upon its face before it folds its fragrance in and bids the world goodnight to rest its beauty in a gentler place. But we can know that nothing that is ever loved is ever lost, and no one who has ever touched a heart can pass away because some beauty lingers on in each memory of which they are a part.
Ellen Brenneman
excerpts from an article about the Grateful Dead:
"Picture yourself on a slope overlooking a broad amphitheater. Sunset. Below you, the tribes are gathering from far and wide. Many thousands make their way into the sanctuary, beating drums, burning incense. It is time for the ritual of return. And youÃÂÃÂÃÂÿthreads of kinship weave through you as through the others. Unbinding your hair, you run to meet the growing crowd. High priests on the altars strike up the ancient songs, and everyone starts to move in patterns that you've never seen, but that seem familiar. It is a dance whose origins none remember, as old as the tribe itself. But instinct leads you into sync with each other in a sudden togetherness. The music enters you as if in slow motion, flowing with a pulse that both is and is not your own. No, this isn't 15,000 BC on the eve of the summer solstice. Nor is it the Zion orgy scene from The Matrix Reloaded on the eve of the final battle with the machines. You're in twentieth-century America: this is a Dead show.
Religious historian Mircea Eliade referred to shamans as ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿtechnicians of ecstasy,ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ and that's exactly what San Francisco's Grateful Dead were, on a grand scale. Their hands held instruments, but they played the crowd, captivating masses of people into a high that I could only call spiritual. ... Fittingly, renowned mythologist Joseph Campbell found something there too. Despite his extreme distaste for popular culture (he only ever saw two movies, didn't read the newspaper, and hadn't attended a pop concert in decades), he went to see the Grateful Dead and felt ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿin immediate accordÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ with them. ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ...Expand for more
I just didn't know anything like that existed,ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ he saidÃÂÃÂÃÂÿanything like ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ25,000 people tied at the heartÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ in a truly contemporary mythic ritual. It was, he felt, the ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿantidote for the atom bomb.ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ
What Campbell discovered was something Deadheads have always thrived on: an archetypal spirit of intimacy and ritual celebration, carried through music. In truth, music of all kinds has borne just such a spirit throughout human history. Much of indigenous and shamanic ceremony is based on this very capacity of sound and rhythm to transport individuals together into extraordinary states of consciousness. Classical Indian musicians consciously reach toward their audiences in improvised performance, stretching themselves to meetÃÂÃÂÃÂÿand liftÃÂÃÂÃÂÿthe mind of the whole. ... Though LSD was the mother that gave birth to this experience of communion, the experience itself gained independent life through the Dead's music. ... "Music is a thing that has optimism built into it,ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ Jerry said. ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿYou can go as far into music as you can fill millions of lifetimes.ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ Many people never, or only rarely, touch into such a ÃÂÃÂÃÂÿflow stateÃÂÃÂÃÂÿ in their livesÃÂÃÂÃÂÿa state that, as religious and spiritual traditions the world over explain, is the ecstatic reflection of a higher level of consciousness and represents the unknown, boundless potential lying dormant in all of us. That's why it's so striking that the Grateful Dead continued providing such experiences to people for thirty years, up through Garcia's untimely death in 1995."
I have never really been a gambler but I have been a deadhead for awhile. Until i came here and started playing poker, except a line in one song, i never really paid much attention to the various gambling related songs covered by the dead. for example, there is a song called "Deal" that has the following lyrics:
Since it cost a lot to win
and even more to lose
You and me bound to spend some time
wondring what to choose
I been gambling here abouts
for ten good solid years
If I told you all that went down
it would burn off both your ears
Since you poured the wine for me
and tightend up my shoes
I hate to leave you sittin there
composin lonesome blues
It goes to show you don't ever know
Watch each card you play
and play it slow
Wait until your deal come round
Don't you let that deal go down
No, Don't you let your deal go down
by Robert Hunter or how about, this one called "Loser"
If I had a gun for every ace I've drawn
I could arm a town the size of Abilene
Don't you push me baby cause I'm moaning low
You know I'm only in it for the gold
All that I am asking for is ten gold dollars
I could pay you back with one good hand
You can look around about the wide world over
You'll never find another honest man
Last fair deal in the country, sweet Suzy
Last fair deal in the town
Put your gold money where your love is, baby
Before you let my deal go down
Don't you push me baby
because I'm moaning low
I know a little something
you won't ever know
Don't you touch hard liquor just
a cup of cold coffee
Gonna get up
in the morning and go
Everybody's bragging and drinking that wine
I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shine
Come to Daddy on an inside straight
I got no chance of losing this time
No, I got no chance of losing this time
by Robert Hunter
i am not sure that i understand all the references. For example, in the third line, is "don't push me baby because I am moaning low" a gambling reference if it is i don't understand the "i am moaning low" part. I assume that the way the queen of diamonds shines must is an allusion to being able to recognize the queen of diamonds without seeing its face because it is worn and shiny.
but i am not sure. comments anyone?
I am pretty new at poker; I just started playing in May. I don't particularly like games of chance because I find it frustrating when I play a perfect game (as far as theory is concerned) and then lose because someone got lucky or I got unlucky. Luck in the form of a draw or the throw of the dice, isn't something that we can control. That luck thing is why I think most people love/hate this game. Anyone for chess?
In October of 1976, I went to see the Who. The Grateful Dead happened to be opening for them. I went to see the Who but I found the Grateful Dead. Ironically enough, the song I most remember that day is a Who song that the Dead began playing in the 1990's. When I remember the name I will post it! I remember. it was Baba Oriley! I don't remember when I finally began to admit to myself and others that I was a Deadhead but now I freely admit it. The coolest thing about deadheads were that you could meet someone new and find out that they had been at many of the same shows and it is like you are old friends.
I was also impressed with people who would take $5.00, a VW full of gas, and set out to go on tour following the dead. They had more faith and persistence in following the dead than many christians have following the Lord. They truly taught me the meaning of following one's passion. Many people work hard at jobs they don't like to make a lot of money so they can take time off to do what they love. Unfortunately, in today's world, even if you make enough money to follow your passion, you won't have the time because you are so busy with the home and family. It is much better to do what you love, even if it doesn't pay much because then it won't matter that you don't get time off to do what you love - you are already doing it!! For those of you who are young and dread getting old - it doesn't always work that way. I feel younger now than I felt when I was 30. Of course, I don't know how long that will last but ....... I am quasi-retired but have decided I want to return to work (sounds like I am crazy also, huh?). I was in the Army 6yrs 10 months 1 day. As soon as i got out of the Army, I began working for the Army at the Presidio of San Francisco. I worked there from Nov 1975 until it closed at the end of September 1995. Then after a six month break, I began working for the Air Force which lasted about 2 years. I ended up resigning because "I wanted to quit doing illegal, immoral, and stupid things to accomplish the mission of the Air Force. I began as a company clerk in a medical unit (like radar) and ended up in computers because computer guys never helped me get my job done but they could upgrade my programs even if i didn't need them upgraded! I haven't been to a movie theater in years but that is because I have my own home theater. The last time I went to theater was to compare their sound with mine. I have NHT speakers and denon receiver. I have had neighbors outside looking for fighters after demonstrating my system using the beginning of Top Gun. I have had people think I had a hot rod in the house or garage because i was playing engine sound effects loud enough to sound like real engines. It also sounds good with subtle sounds but for demonstration purposes they just don't do the trick! I guess I should also mention I don't watch TV. Every once in awhile I see a little but not very often! I know it is weird but gives me lots of extra time.
p.s. if you got this far, i will tell you that i used to be a preacher.
p.s. why don't they list naked twister as a sport? I think it would be my favorite sport .............
if i could get somebody to play it with me!!!!!! lol rotf
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