“Hey Lise”

Tuesday, June 25, 2019. 9:14 AM.

Hey, Lise!

Happy High Noon over there in “Old” England

[It’s a few minutes after 7:00 AM here in ‘the states” – so it must be just after noon in the UK]

Are you OK in the UK, Lise?

I’m OK in the USA

From “over here” in New England

How are things “over there” in Old England?

On the other side of the lake”?

Lake Atlantic, I mean

I don’t really know if you’re in England

I don’t know where you are.


 I’m zooming, Lise.

What are you zooming on at 7:18 AM over there, Mark?

I’m just thinking of you writing to me

 a while ago with your beautiful “Hey Mark ____.”

What was so beautiful about that, Mark?

You are so beautiful about that Lise.

You thrrrrill me, Lise

How do I do that?

Your beautiful smiling picture just exuberates me.

Glory be to God!

And thinking “Hey Lise”

And how “Hey Lise” sounds like Halley’s

Reminds me of Halley’s Comet and Mark Twain.

Heard he was born the year it went by

And then he departed many years later

When Halley’s Comet went by again!

[Mark Twain came with a comet – and he went away with her, too]

Celestial Wonders

Maybe that’s why he was such a re Mark able writer

Maybe he was celestial-sent.

[I really don’t know]

That comet must a bin a’ zoomin’!

“Hey Lise”

Also reminds me of Hayley Mills

Saw her in “Pollyanna” many decades ago [1960] at the drive-in with family

One Summer Evening

And the next day, I was riding my bike on Sweet Avenue in the summertime about 8 years old

And thinking of her.

She was so pretty!

Just like

Hey Lise

That saying about a picture being worth a thousand words . . .

Well, your picture inspires me.

And don’t worry about anything, Lise

And I think of your mum, too.

I see some of her in your countenance.

And I remember visiting her.

And there must be a reason why your first message to me was in the name of

Your mum

“Mum’s the word.”

My mom told me once that my dad knew your mum when they were children.

I don’t know where your mum lived in her childhood.

My dad grew up on Reed Avenue – off Elm Street.

See Exodus 2:1-7 (NIV) about Moses being placed among the reeds by his mother.

“Now a man of the house of Levi married a Levite woman, and she became pregnant and gave birth to a son. When she saw that he was a fine child, she hid him for three months. But when she could hide him no longer, she got a papyrus basket for him and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in it and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. His sister stood at a distance to see what would happen to him.

“Then Pharaoh’s daughter went down to the Nile to bathe, and her attendants were walking along the river bank. She saw the basket among the reeds and sent her slave girl to get it. She opened it and saw the baby. He was crying, and she felt sorry for him. “This is one of the Hebrew babies,” she said.

“Then his sister asked Pharaoh’s daughter, “Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?”

And I know your grandmother lived in a house on Elm Street that faced Sweet Avenue

Where I grew up.

I don’t know if that is where your mum grew up.

And Happy June 14th

It’s Flag Day

Over Here

So, whether Over There or Over Here

Have a peaceful day Lise


“This Is the day the LORD has made;

Let us rejoice and be glad in it.” -Psalm 118:24 (NIV).

Psalm 45:1-8 NIV Study Bible

“My Tongue Is the Pen”

“My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I write my verses for the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.

“You are the most excellent of men and your lips have been anointed with grace, since God has blessed you forever.

“Gird your sword upon your side, O mighty one; clothe yourself with splendor and majesty.

“In your majesty ride forth victoriously in behalf of truth, humility and righteousness; let your right hand display awesome deeds.

“Let your sharp arrows pierce the hearts of the king’s enemies; let the nations fall beneath your feet.

“Your throne, O God, will last for ever and ever; a scepter of justice will be the scepter of your kingdom.

“You love righteousness and hate wickedness; therefore God, your God, has set you above your companions by anointing you with the oil of joy.

“All your robes are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia; from palaces adorned with ivory the music of strings makes you glad.”

Lise, do you remember this:

HM 8

[your family’s number plate]

Made me think:

Her Majesty

Whenever I saw your family’s license plate on the car.

Think it was a black Le Mans sedan

Way back in 1970

8 is a special number to me

It comes up many times in my life

Started school in 1958

Was born at 8:23 AM

It was in 1978 that I visited Andree in Philadelphia, PA

First time and only time I ever took an airline flight that April 1978

Moved into this apartment in 2008

Living on the 8th floor here.

Used to write to someone who lived at 8 Lake Shore Drive

I’ll be 68 in November

I was 8 years old once upon a time

(Weren’t we all?)

Lived at 80 Sweet Avenue

There are 8 letters in the name Mailloux

And there are 8 letters in your mum’s name


The 8th-grade was our last at St. Charles School

8 rhymes with great and late and wait and mate and state and fate and date



About the name “James Cagney” and his initials: J. C.

And the name Jesus Christ and His initials: J.C.

Whenever I witness something beautiful or very wonderful, it gets me thinking and wondering: Glory be to God. And it is written in His Word, The Holy Scriptures, that God created all things and that He sustains all things by His Living Word, Who Is the Son of God, the Lord Jesus Christ. And I read somewhere in The New Testament that Christ is all and in all [for those who have been raised with Christ. See Colossians chapter 3]. And in Ephesians 4:4-6 (NIV) it is written: “There is one body and one Spirit — just as you were called to one hope when you were called — one Lord, one faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all.”

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