Usersname: bimonics
Points: grey crayon (13) (?)
I am married
I am a male
I am 61 years old.
My birthday is: January 26th.
I live in Rocklin California USA
Hello, my name is Grant.
My user name is Bimonics which is short for Bible mnemonics.
I am blessed with a wonderful loving wife; a gifted, mature, Christian lady.
Between us we have 8 children and at present 27 grandchildren, and 2 great grandchildren.
I was born in 1952, to a beautiful newly married couple.
My dad was in the Navy at the time, and neither one of them at that time had met the Lord.
I was raised in what my grandfather called 'God's Country'; which is in the northern most part of the state of California. Siskiyou county to this day still has less than fifty thousand people in the whole county. She is dominated by the 14,000 ft. Mt. Shasta, lakes, winter snow, small towns, fishing, hunting, kayaking, long gone saw mills, and some of the most rugged and remote areas in the nation.
My great grandfather on my mothers side came to the area to homestead his choice of 80 acres. I have never tracked down most of the people that are descended from him. My favorite stories about him have to do with the Airedale dogs that he raised for bear hunters in those days and times.
My grandparents on my dad's side came to the area following the work provided by the busy railroad of those days in a small town called Dunsmuir.
My mom and dad met in the early 50's, she from the Mt. Shasta area and he from Dunsmuir. Was it from vivid stories or was it really old highway 99 that I remember connecting those two areas?
What a blessed life I am living, and part of that is due to memories of a carefree, nature filled, childhood. I realize now, that my dad provided the backdrop for that with incredibly consistent and hard work from youth to retirement. If you are listening dad? Thank you from the bottom of my heart. My mother did a great job with all four of us, her struggles centered around not knowing the Lord until her late thirties. If you are listening Mom? Thank you for your never diminishing love. Remembering my sisters and brother as children makes my heart rock with joy.
The years I lived next to my grandparents and their farm are the most vivid. She was a Southern Baptist mail order bride from North, South Carolina. He was a cow milking, wood cutting, undefeated bare-fist boxing champion, from the remote volcanic bad lands north of Shasta. In my time, they had a 40 acre farm; with Brown Swiss cattle, large garden, apple orchard, straw berries, chickens, cats, and pigs. I was one of 20-some cousins that loved to launch their adventures from that old farmhouse into the surrounding wilderness wonderland. Building forts, chicken and cow dung fights, drinking fresh cream, sneaking homemade bread, messing with the bull, exploring other farms, floating homemade rafts, and finding and forging new trails. He was a hippie before the day with a large beard and a great head of hair towering his better than 6 ft. frame. His products sold far and wide, a gallon jar of milk with raised cream - 50 cents. His views, dreams, and
I was lost when Jesus found me.
I am still lost without His company, and without all that He does.
I was a lead guitarist in a rock band, until i gave up my old life and picked up the Bible.
I am still a guitarist for the Rock that does not roll, and still carry my Bible.
My biographical testimony continues in this blog:
The Hand Of The Lord Upon My Life.
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