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In the Other section, I will share articles that I have written about music, religion, and other general topics not fitting into one of the other sections. this section has seven chapters.

  1. Do You Really Know Me?
  2. Color Me Skeptical
  3. Revisiting Sha NA Na
  4. I Be Mensa
  5. Bell’s Palsy
  6. Colonial Baptist Church
  7. We All Need Prayer

Do You Really Know Me?

 

Who am I? Do you really know me? Here are 20 random facts about me. Please do not tell anyone as these may be “top secret”. 

  1. I was born in a log cabin (dogtrot style cabin) on a small farm in the hills of northwest Alabama in August of 1947. About the only thing that would grow on that small Alabama farm was rocks. My dad bought a farm and moved our family to Bertrand, Missouri in December of 1947.
  2. I am an expert of sorts on 60’s music. I have won the ‘60’s music trivia contest on three different cruises and two cruise lines – Royal Caribbean and Carnival.  Marlene Morrow, however, has put her foot down. We have no room to display any more cruise liners on-a-stick (the usual prize) in either of our homes. That probably means no more music trivia contests for Glen!
  3. I accepted Christ in the summer of 1956 (8 years old) and was baptized (as a Baptist, I was immersed) one week or so afterwards in Wolf Hole. In the ‘50’s, Wolf Hole was a quaint, popular rural swimming site. This site was a stream (ditch or canal) that flowed under a country road bridge located in the Bement community – east of Sikeston, Missouri.
  4. My hero was not a super athlete or a movie star. He was a friend and roommate at the U.S. NCO Infantry Academy who lost his life in Vietnam. We left for Vietnam, via Oakland, California, together from the Memphis Airport in April of 1970. Sadly, he was killed in action after only 30 days in country. Gerald lived his life for Christ and was a great Christian example for all of us.
  5. I have little respect for politicians. I cannot identify with either of the two major political parties. I was a Democrat, or at least identified as one, for the first 30 years of my life.  Anti-capitalistic and socialist-leaning economics professors in graduate school at the University of Illinois unintentionally convinced me that I should re-evaluate my allegiance. Actually, by that time, the Democratic Party had already left me. (My late father and paternal grandfather were life-long blue-dog Dems; however, I am certain that they would not have supported the abortion or illegal immigration policies or radical socialist agenda of their present-day party).  On the other hand, I also cannot identify as an establishment or Chamber of Commerce Republican. Just note some of the so-called Republicans or what I refer to as Democrat-lites of that ilk (John McCain, Jeff Flake, Mitt Romney, Jeb Bush, Paul Ryan, John Boehner, John Kasich, Bob Corker, Lisa Murkowski, Susan Collins, etc.).  Simply stated, I am a fiscal and social conservative. I suppose some folks would consider me one of those white privileged, uneducated, gun and Bible-toting, hopeless, despicable, undesirable, racist, and dangerous veterans from the fly-over country that was dumped from the “basket of deplorables” that Hillary Clinton and Senator Dick Durbin spoke so eloquently about! So be it! I do strongly support the second amendment; however, due to my combat experience, I cannot say that I love guns! More importantly, we need less partisanship and more meditation and prayer on bent knees in worship of our Creator!
  6. I never attended kindergarten. Is that the real reason that I was so untalented in art class? I never, however, felt like I started the first grade at a disadvantage or that it significantly affected my educational development in any way. (other than possibly in my artwork)   LoL
  7. I am a geek. One of my favorite pastimes is learning new software. My newest passion is building virtual machines with Oracle’s Virtual Box software. Currently, my PC has eight old operating systems (versions of dos, windows, android, and linux) installed that coexist with my host, Windows 10. (Why? No reason, except that I am nostalgic and a geek!) I also have become the go-to guy for family and close friends for Windows PCs.  I do not, however, have a clue about using or fixing Apple computers.
  8. This one will not come as a surprise. I like to write. I spent my entire 32 year career as a researcher, statistical analyst, and writer.  I authored more than 200 statistical and financial research studies in my 32 years with the State of Illinois. I have published research in three diverse fields – law enforcement, social services, and insurance and have had two of my studies published in academic journals. I was fortunate enough to be able to apply my education and training (in my degree programs in mathematics, statistics, and research methodologies) in my life’s work. The writing style that I employed in that work life would be considered extremely boring by 96% plus or minus 3% of my facebook friends at the 95% confidence level (mean =.96, SE=.03, and n=145).  LoL  There is a rule of thumb for the written word which is “know your audience and write accordingly”. (This is a rule that I purposely have just broken in the sentence above while trying to be “silly” and make this point.) Write for your audience!  I have made a conscious effort to depart from my old academic writing style. 
  9. I received my military draft notice in January or February of 1969. I attended the NCO Academy at Fort Benning Georgia. I deployed to Vietnam as a shake and bake (NCO Academy) sergeant and Airborne Ranger in April of 1970. I was in the Army less than two years.
  10. I am very much a homebody and lead a very adventurous life – not!  LoL (Homebody, ‘yes’, but exciting, ‘no’.)
  11. I am deaf. One must get my attention before talking to me. Ask my wife.  I have welts on the top of my head to prove it. I left a large part of my hearing in Vietnam.
  12. I do not drink, smoke, or swear.  I have never ever tasted of beer or tried marijuana and do not intend to.  I watched a few people in college and many in Vietnam totally destroy their lives by abusing these substances. I just never considered it. 
  13. In 1971, an old man that I did not know, who I had observed earlier driving an old, beat-up, red pickup in our store parking lot, requested the presence of all employees (one at a time) in the employee’s lounge at my first workplace in Sikeston, Missouri. Once inside that room, the old man introduced himself to me (he was the “big kahuna” of our company). He, then, offered me the opportunity to buy some of the company’s stocks at a reduced price through payroll deduction. Of course, I could not afford to buy any stocks from the old man as I was a college student and was just returning from Vietnam. I was earning only $1.65 hour in this part-time job.  A few years later, I learned that this old man had become the richest man in the world. I sure wish that I could have afforded a few shares of his stocks. (Wow! I have actually shook hands and spent about ten minutes with Mr. Sam Walton, founder of Walmart. He was a gentile, very nice man!)
  14. I served as a drill sergeant for a nine week Infantry AIT cycle at Fort Polk, Louisiana in early 1970.  I really enjoyed calling cadence.  Aaah— tench—-hunn! Forrr—werrrred   harch! You get a line and I’ll get a pole and we‘ll go down to the crawdad hole. Jody stole you gal when you left! You’re Right! Left! Right! Left!  I do know that while in the military and for a short time after my departure, I immediately disliked any guy named Jody. (For the record, I was not the stereotypical, nasty drill sergeant!)
  15. Marlene and I lived in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (a UNESCO World Heritage Site) for two months in 2011.  It was a nice city (by Mexico standards) and an interesting experience.  I really enjoyed taking on the persona of Professor Diego Moro in a very popular daily Mexican travel and history blog that Marlene and I produced while we lived there.
  16. In my 32 years with the State of Illinois, I worked under six governors and four of them ended up in prison – not all my fault. (Richard Ogilvie, Dan Walker, George Ryan, and Rod Blagojevich).
  17. I served as the in-house statistician for the Illinois Department of Public Aid and taught a statistics class in the late ‘70’s. I have a pretty good understanding of inferential statistics, sampling theory, regression analysis, and analysis of variance.
  18. The most unusual research study request that I ever received was from a Senator from Decatur, Illinois (mid-1970’s). I was asked to construct a cost-benefit analysis model to measure the savings that the State of Illinois could realize if the State would make a one-time payment up to $10,000 dollars to each welfare family that would agree to leave Illinois for five years.  I developed a model and gave a report to him which suggested a substantial savings to the State. Just as I had expected, his proposed legislation never got out of committee. (I surmised that it was unconstitutional). Another study (only noteworthy because of the participants) related to insurance “redlining”. There was a disagreement between the Illinois Department of Insurance and a neighborhood group in Chicago named ACORN whose spokesman was a young Illinois state senator named Barack Obama. This group threatened a lawsuit against our Department claiming that we were allowing insurers to racially discriminate in Chicago. The problem with their charge was that the “study” that they touted was unscientific and solely based on anecdotal evidence rather than real data and conclusions that could be backed by statistical methods! I was unable to validate their conclusion that Illinois insurance companies, as a whole, were practicing racial discrimination (redlining) in their underwriting practices in Chicago.  ACORN was very unhappy with us and continually blasted the Illinois Department of Insurance in the Chicago newspapers. They were very successful in the sense that they received the publicity that they were craving. This group, in my humble opinion, was extremely naïve, incredibly unsophisticated, and clearly unscientific.  Enough said!
  19. My dream was to play for the Cardinals. Also, I wanted to be a rock and roll singer. I was a decent baseball player and had a decent voice, but for some reason I never made it to the ‘big show’ in either endeavor. (Surely, it was not for a lack of talent?)  With the echo effect, my singing was pretty good in the grain bin compartment of my dad’s combine and in the bathroom shower. My wife cannot understand how one that loves music, as much as I do, has no rhythm and cannot dance. I explained to her that “most white guys can’t dance”!  Sure, there are a many exceptions, but I will never share that fact with her.  As a shortstop, I had magic feet and agility around second base. As a dancer, my magic feet turned into two left feet that tended to trip over the base! I certainly was no Fred Astaire, and, come to think of it, I was no Ozzie Smith either.
  20. My father and mother had only completed the fifth and ninth grade, respectfully, so it was extremely important to them that their three offspring receive a good education. I truly appreciate the fact that they were so vehement about my formal education! After returning from Vietnam, I completed my undergraduate degree in mathematics and landed a statistical research position with the State of Illinois. That was very pleasing to them; however, it was only the first step in my higher formal education, as it continued for decades, thereafter.

These are some facts about me that came immediately to mind. I jotted them down as they popped into my head. There is no order of significance. I trust that you learned something new about me. It is your turn to “fess up”, now that you know some of my “deepest” secrets.

 

Color Me Skeptical

Color me skeptical! I am from Missouri, thus you will have to show me. I am amazed at all the posts that say something like “it works and now I see posts from friends that I haven’t heard from for a long while. I now have a complete new newsfeed.”  The amazing part of all this is that the message says it works before they have had a chance to check it out.

Well, I consider myself pretty tech-savvy and I just can’t believe it works. How can posting a copied message on Facebook change Facebook’s algorithm? Being the statistician that I am, I have checked out my feed. I have less than 150 friends and get an average of 37 unique posters per day and the 37 are not the same each day.  More than likely, less than 25% of our friends post every day. Next, I looked on my friends’ home pages (those that are not private) and found that I received each and every post that appeared on their home pages. So, I think I am getting all the posts that I should. (Of course, it could be that I am just not very popular).

Unless, someone proves to me with empirical (not anecdotal) data to the contrary, my conclusion is that this is a complete hoax! Now, watch me get banned from Facebook (lol)!

I welcome success stories (proven with real data) from my friends.

Revisiting Sha Na NA

I like 50s doo-wop music. (I guess it is the intelligent and catchy lyrics that really grabs me – great phrases like dag, dag, dag; or sha na na, sha na na; or sh boom, sh boom; or maybe it is be bop a lu la). In August 1974, I attended a concert at the Illinois State Fair. The opening act was a new group that billed themselves as “REO Speedwagon”. But, I was there to catch the main act, “Sha Na Na”. Fast forward 45 years. Marlene Miller Morrow and I have just purchased tickets to see “Sha Na Na” at the “Center of Anna Marie Island” in Anna Marie, Florida on December 14. They are celebrating 50 years as a musical group!

Sha Na Na first appeared on the music scene at Woodstock in 1969 as Jimi Hendrix asked them to open for him at his last day appearance at that event. That appearance was the impetus for a successful fifty-year career. A clip of that appearance was included in the Woodstock movie. Later, they appeared as Johnny Casino and the Gamblers with John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John in the movie, “Grease”. (Six of their songs were included in the Grease soundtrack.) In the late 70s, they had a hit musical comedy TV show that lasted approximately four years.

“Sha Na Na” was formed in 1969 as a group of Columbia University students that called themselves “The Kingsmen”. After a West Coast group with the same name had a hit with ‘Louie Louie’, they decided to change their name and chose “Sha Na Na” which was derived from the intelligent lyrics of a song by the “Silhouettes” entitled “Get a Job”. As one can imagine, there have been many variations of the group since their origin in 1969. The current band is comprised of two originals, one band member who joined in 1970, and four “newer” members. (“Sha Na Na” has always been a large ensemble with each taking his turn as lead vocalist.). Marlene and I are very excited about being able to return to a much more innocent era – the 50s. I am so sorry that all my ‘rockin’ friends cannot come along with us on this trip to Nostalgia land!  “Let’s Go to the Hop, Oh Baby!”

I Be Mensa

I have never been much of a “joiner”.  I was never a Cub or Boy Scout or 4-H member. I have never belonged to the American Legion or VFW. I have never been a member of  the Masons, Elks, Lions Club, Sertoma, or any other service organization. The only organizations I have ever belonged to were FFA in high school; my selected local church in the towns where I lived; some professional statistical associations and societies; and the US Army (did not join but was drafted). With this backdrop, I am going to share a weird story regarding my “joining an organization experience” and a man named Jed.

In the early to mid-70s, I received a strange phone call. It was from a man named Jed  who began our conversation with a question.  Did you know that you qualify for membership in our organization based on the scores you attained on the battery of tests that you took for OCS (Officer Candidate School)?  I responded that I did not remember taking any tests for OCS.  He replied, “but you did when you first entered the military. That was the basis for your selection to the US Infantry Academy”. Wow, how did he know this? Since I did graduate from the Academy, I knew that he was serious and not “pulling my leg”.

Jed then proceeded to tell me that he would just like for me to attend a meeting with him to see if I would be interested in joining his elite organization. Prior to this encounter, I had never heard of his group! Against my better judgement, I agreed to attend the meeting with him one week from that day just to check it out. He stated that he would pick me up at 6:30 PM for a 7:00 PM meeting.

Well, on the night of the meeting, Jed did not show up at 6:30 PM. He arrived at 6:45 stating that he had difficulty finding my address. We, then, headed for the meeting.  Well, you guessed it, he got lost again and we never made it to the meeting.  He did not have a phone number or the address for the meeting place.  I had to give him directions to get me back home. His lack of sense of direction and unconventional  behavior did not appear to have embarrassed Jed at all.

As you can imagine, I never heard from this man named Jed again and I never have gone to any of his group’s meetings. What was the name of the organization? It was called American Mensa.  I wonder what one does at a Mensa meeting? Based on my experience with Jed, I question if they ever get a quorum at their meetings as very few would ever find their way to the meeting place? This is my true story about a man named Jed! As I said, I have never been much of a “joiner” and this experience has made me much more reluctant. May God bless the Jeds of the world!

Bell's Palsy

On Sunday, June 19, 2019, I got the medical scare of my life! I got up early in the morning really needing a drink of water. I filled my cup with water and tried to drink. To my surprise, the water dribbled down my mouth, neck, and chest. I then peered into the mirror and could not believe the distorted face that reflected back to me. My right eye was totally closed and drooping and my mouth was severely tilted to the left. My lips were swollen and my speech was garbled. The right side of my face was totally paralyzed!  I freaked out as I thought I may have had a stroke. I woke my wife, Marlene Miller Morrow, and asked her to take a look. She immediately instructed me to extend my arms straight out to the side and to stick my tongue out. As I could do these simple tasks, we became less concerned about a stroke as it did not appear that my extremities were affected.

Marlene begged me to go to the ER but this stubborn old man refused. We went to church as planned. I kept thinking that these symptoms were just a temporary thing and would go away pretty soon. After three days, I relented to my wife’s more adult way of thinking. I asked her to drive me to PromptCare. The PromptCare physician did not think it was a stroke but that it was Bell’s palsy; nevertheless, she sent me to the ER for a CAT scan. The ER physicians confirmed her diagnosis.

I was given prescriptions for prednisone and an antiviral medication. I was told that generally most people get back to normal within six weeks. After completing my five day regimen of prednisone and ten day regimen of the antiviral medication, I now am feeling much better. Most of the paralysis is gone; my eye is much improved; and my crooked smile and speech are getting closer to normal.

If you have always thought that I was strange looking, you should have seen me a couple of weeks ago. I am not 100 percent yet, but I do feel much better. I must improve fast as next Tuesday, June 11, 2019, is an important date for me. I am very thankful that my medical issue was not a stroke. That was a scary morning.

Colonial Baptist Church

This season Marlene and I have received a great blessing from attending a small church in Bradenton that takes me back to the little church in Bertrand, Missouri that I grew up in.  It brings back so many old, good memories as the building itself and the worship service remind me of Bertrand First Baptist Church. The pastor delivers inspiring sermons and the music is terrific! Also, the size of the congregation is similar.

The only instrument is a piano which I really like and find very easy to sing with. We sing the old songs from a hymnal similar to the Broadman Hymnal that we used in Bertrand.  Last Sunday, the selections were “At the Cross”, “Near the Cross”, “Rescue the Perishing”, and “When We All Get to Heaven”. These are all songs that I can sing from memory and don’t need a hymn book. I hope that I did not embarrass Marlene as I really belted out the words to these great songs. The name of our church is Colonial Baptist Church. It is probably the friendliest church that I have ever attended. One feels very welcome as each Sunday almost everyone in the congregation feels compelled to shake your hand. (I like that!)

Can you remember those precious days Sandra Langley (Kay Morrow), Sharon Latolais (Sharon Morrow), Paw Paw Morrow (Steve Morrow), Vicki Darby, Sheila White (Sheila Darby), Judy Brown (Judy Naile), Danny Naile, Larry Naile, and Ricky Peters. I loved that church and its members.  I attended from early ‘50s until 1972!

We love both our churches – one in Springfield and one in Bradenton.

We All Need Prayer

Never has our country needed prayer more than it does today. Our country really needs Christ.  As we are fighting this deadly Corona virus and the rioting and looting, we need to pray for  President Trump and other leaders, the medical professionals, and other essential personnel. We must unite as a nation just as we did on 9-11. With God’s grace, we will become a stronger people. This video was made ten years ago, but it is just as relevant in the summer of 2020. Watch Video 7 We All Need Prayer below.