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Faith & Inspiration

By Charles Towne   

I can remember waaayyyy back when we used “B.C.” for measuring time. For those not in the know, B.C. stands for Before Children.

I can also remember when my new bride and I first set up housekeeping. At that time, we were still in our ‘mental diapers’ – without the good sense the good Lord gave a goofy gopher.

We shared everything! I mean, we were in love! Yeah, we shared the toothbrush, germs, the bathroom, showers (that was fun!), naps, naps, NAPS, and chewing gum… and if I remember right, we took the naps right after we took our showers.

And then, quite suddenly, our offspring began appearing, and boy, did they appear. (I think it might of had something to do with all those naps.)  Intimacy was sadly a thing of the past – the far distant past! – or so it seemed.

There we would be, in the throes of passion, and the bedroom door would burst open with a rampaging hoard of yowling, screaming, parent-devouring, manic offspring dashing into the bedroom and piling onto the bed. Suddenly, all thoughts of that ‘intimate interlude’ would vanish into the ether.

Kids sure are cute, aren’t they?

We had four little nose pickers about as fast as it takes to tell the torrid tale.

It was about the time that our third little bed-wetter made his appearance that we finally figured out what was causing this invasion of rug rats! So, being clever, naturally, we stopped drinking the water.

And I bet you were thinking that I was iggorant!

However, somehow, our conclusion was somewhat erroneous, because a fourth little tadpole swam up that narrow canal and evolved into our youngest son, Russell. (Okay, I guess we were dumber than stumps.)

There was that time… and I remember it well… it was on a quiet Sunday morning and we had decided to sleep in. Everything was quiet and peaceful. Too quiet and peaceful. Chuck Jr., about two years old at the time, crept into our bed. And, what the heck?! His jammies were wet! Soaking wet, in fact.

“Chuck, why are you all wet?”

His answer puzzled me at first, and then I was wide awake.

“Well daddy, I is wet ‘cause the fishies was dirty so I gave ’em a baff!”

I hit the floor running… but I was too late.

We had a large freshwater aquarium in the living room. Chuck had efficiently captured each of the “fishies” with the aquarium net and transferred them to the kitchen sink, where he proceeded to use a scouring brush, hot water and lots, and lots, and lots of dish soap to give each of them a “baff.”

Sad to say, the fishies were somewhat worse off for this treatment – (I think they might have drowned?!) – but, they were definitely clean!

As the old saying goes, “The road to a very hot place is paved with good intentions!”  In my son’s defense, I am sure his intentions were good.

Papa God, thank you for your great wisdom and infinite mercy, and for taking our intentions into consideration! Thank you, too, for the opportunities to learn, and your infinite patience. Praise you God, for always being there to save us – in one way or another – from the dire results of our little ‘faux pas’. Sometimes the ‘saving’ happens when looking back, and finally being able to laugh! Thank you for the New Year ahead and all the opportunities for new memories. We love you Papa God, and feel so blessed in your love for us. In Jesus’ wonderful name, Amen

Charles Towne is first and foremost a Christian. An octogenarian, author, journalist, wildlife photographer, naturalist, caregiver, and survivor, his life has been and continues to be, a never-ending adventure filled with possibilities never imagined. He has adopted the philosophy that to Live fully, laugh uproariously, love passionately, and learn like there is no tomorrow, is a formula for a long and joy-filled life.



  1. A walk down memory lane can sometimes turn into running rapidly away from certain memories! Our goldfish didn’t do well either! His bowl was set in the window sill, so he could get vitamin D from the sun. I don’t think they need vitamin D. In fact, they don’t need sun, or at least this one didn’t! Ahhh, yes….good ol’
    memories. Thanks, Chuck.
    God bless you!

  2. Dear CSG, ahh; memory lane so often isn’t a lane as much as it is a poorly lit alley full of the detritus and refuse of life and living, wherein it is likely that one is apt to get mugged by what has gone before. Bless you, Chaz

    • Great story Chaz, I applaud junior’s sense of duty and willingness to help! By his understanding, he was really helping, he saw a job that needed doing and he just jumped in and helped! Does that not show initiative? Also he did it well, he did not dump soap into the aquarium, rather he took each fish individually and cleaned it up! By my judgement, at that time and by his own internal logic, he had the qualifications of a successful politician! I once had a three year old step son that would only drink chocolate milk and when asked why, he answered that he wanted to grow up to be a black man! I was sad when I had to explain that it didn’t work that way because I totally understood the purity of his reasoning he reached all by himself!

      • Ricardo mi amigo, sometimes kids are able to see far beyond, and into a reality that can only be discerned by themselves. When I was little I knew that if my eyes were closed I was invisible. Thank God my imaginer still works. Many blessings on you my friend, Chaz

  3. Hmmmm….and where do you suppose those little boys got that inherent sense of curiosity and ability to create so much mischief??
    Love this. These are the memories we hold on to and cherish:)

  4. Great story – poor fishies… We hope you had a great Christmas. December was a blur at our house so we are ready for some relaxation before putting all the decorations back. Bless you for never missing your deadline to add a bit of joy to our Sunday morning reading.

    • Sandy and Jerry, I am so pleased that You folks enjoy my stories, the thing that is really meaningful is that now YOU FOLKS ARE NOW PART OF MY STORY! HOW WONDERFUL IS THAT? cHAZ

  5. I’d love try those Soapy Fishes, my Little Bro !!! He He He That’s a Really Funny and Innocent Story.
    I love U Man !!! You make People Smile in their houses !!! GOD Bless U Example OnE !!!


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