Saturday, December 26, 2009
By TOM PARSONSASSOCIATED PRESS WRITER
LITTLE ROCK, Ark. -- A Salvation Army worker was shot and killed Christmas Eve in front of his three young children during an attempted robbery outside the charity's community center in North Little Rock, a Salvation Army official said Friday.
North Little Rock police said they were looking for the two men who accosted Salvation Army Maj. Philip Wise outside the community center about 4:15 p.m. Thursday. No arrests have been made.
The two men fled on foot into a nearby housing development, police Sgt. Terry Kuykendall said Friday. Police don't know whether Wise, who was active in the community, knew his attackers, he said.
Wise, 40, had gone to the community center with his children to pick up his wife - also a Salvation Army major - to drive to his mother's home in West Virginia, said Maj. Harvey Johnson, area commander of the Salvation Army. As Wise neared the side door, two men approached.
Both men were carrying hand guns, police said. One demanded money and shot Wise, Pulaski County Coroner Garland Camper told the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette. Wise's wife, Cindy, was inside the center and called 911.
Blood stained the sidewalk outside the center Friday.
The Wises had just adopted their children - ages 4, 6 and 8 - last year, Johnson said. The three were siblings who came from an abusive family. They were receiving counseling after their father's death, he said.
Kuykendall said the children were standing beside their father when he was shot, but there was apparently no interaction between the youngsters and the two men.
Wise had worked for three years in Baring Cross, a low-income neighborhood troubled by gangs and drugs, Johnson said. He ran youth programs, a food pantry and church services.
"He was involved in the fabric of that community in a lot of different ways," Johnson said.
He described Wise as "a big boy" who played "a big old tuba" in a brass ensemble and used his love of music to try help others.
"He encouraged kids in music as an alternative to the life they were living," he said.
Kuykendall said he knew Wise, although they were not close friends.
"Mr. Wise within the last two months had spent so much time raising money so that several hundred children in this community could have a good Christmas, and for this to happen ... on Christmas Eve is just a tragedy," he said.
Wise was originally from Weirton, W.Va., and his wife, Cindy, was from Charleston, W.Va. They met 16 years ago at a Salvation Army school in Atlanta, Johnson said. Both had worked for the Salvation Army ever since.
"He's touched a lot of people," Johnson said. "But who would he have touched if he had been able to live out his career?"
Friday, December 18, 2009
At the prodding of my friends, I am writing this story. My name is Mildred Hondorf. I am a former elementary school music teacher from Des Moines, Iowa. I've always supplemented my income by teaching piano lessons-something I've done for over 30 years. Over the years I found that children have many levels of musical ability. I've never had the pleasure of having a prodigy though I have taught some talented students.However, I've also had my share of what I call 'musically challenged' pupils. One such student was Robby. Robby was 11 years old when his mother (a single Mom) dropped him off for his first piano lesson. I prefer that students (especially boys!) begin at an earlier age, which I explained to Robby.But Robby said that it had always been his mother's dream to hear him play the piano. So I took him as a student. Well, Robby began with his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought it was a hopeless endeavor. As much as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of tone and basic rhythm needed to excel but he dutifully reviewed his scales and some elementary pieces that I require all my students to learn.Over the months he tried and tried while I listened and cringed and tried to encourage him. At the end of each weekly lesson he'd always say, 'My mom's going to hear me play someday.' But it seemed hopeless. He just did not have any inborn ability. I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or waited in her aged car to pick him up. She always waved and smiled but never stopped in.Then one day Robby stopped coming to our lessons.I thought about calling him but assumed because of his lack of ability, that he had decided to pursue something else. I also was glad that he stopped coming. He was a bad advertisement for my teaching!Several weeks later I mailed to the student's homes a flayer on the upcoming recital. To my surprise Robby (who received a flayer) asked me if he could be in the recital. I told him that the recital was for current pupils and because he had dropped out he really did not qualify. He said that his mother had been sick and unable to take him to piano lessons but he was still practicing 'Miss Hondorf, I've just got to play!' he insisted.I don't know what led me to allow him to play in the recital. Maybe it was his persistence or maybe it was something inside of me saying that it would be all right. The night for the recital came. The high school gymnasium was packed with parents, friends and relatives. I put Robby up last in the program before I was to come up and thank all the students and play a finishing piece. I thought that any damage he would do would come at the end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance through my 'curtain closer.'Well, the recital went off without a hitch. The students had been practicing and it showed, then Robby came up on stage. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked like he'd run an eggbeater through it. 'Why didn't he dress up like the other students?' I thought. 'Why didn't his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?'Robby pulled out the piano bench and he began. I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen Mozart's Concerto #2120 in C Major. I was not prepared for what I heard next. His fingers were light on the keys, they even danced nimbly on the ivories. He went from pianissimo to fortissimo. From allegro to virtuoso. His suspended chords that Mozart demands were magnificent! Never had I heard Mozart played so well by people his age. After six and a half minutes he ended in a grand crescendo and everyone was on their feet in wild applause.Overcome and in tears, I ran up on stage and put my arms around Robby in joy. 'I've never heard you play like that Robby! How'd you do it? 'Through the microphone Robby explained: 'Well, Miss Hondorf, remember I told you my Mom was sick? Well, actually she had cancer and passed away this morning and well. .. She was born deaf so tonight was the first time she ever heard me play. I wanted to make it special.'There wasn't a dry eye in the house that evening. As the people from Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed into foster care, I noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy and I thought to myself how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil.No, I've never had a prodigy but that night I became a prodigy . .. Of Robby's. He was the teacher and I was the pupil for it is he that taught me the meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself and maybe even taking a chance in someone and you don't know why.Robby was killed in the senseless bombing of the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City in April of 1995. And now, a footnote to the story.If you are thinking about forwarding this message, you are probably thinking about which people on your address list aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. The person who sent this to you believes that we can all make a difference. So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice: Do we act with compassion or do we pass up that opportunity and leave the world a bit colder in the process?
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
I learned that I have a lot more to learn about myself.
I learned that I can blame anything & everything until I run out of breath-but I become empowered when I quit asking "why me" & start asking " what will I do with this?"
I learned there is nothing as precious as right now- even when "now" doesn't seem precious.
I learned the I cannot make up for today bu living or working "harder" or "doing more" or "spending more time" tomorrow.
I learned that I can never know what the day may bring, but it is up to me at its close, to know what the day brought.
I re-learned the value of a moment.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters;
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil;
for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life;
and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Nhikko has a broken leg with a full cast on it.
I am tired.
Les is tired.
Trying to find homes for kids, not ours, other children (disruptions).
My good friend Nahda has her new son M coming from NY. Thanks to me :) How wonderful and exciting...I matched them, it will be nice to see what I like to do. Find families for children. I can see them in the Real life, not just photos :)
I don't know where the year went, and have so much to reflect on :( My big boys, wanting to move, new Maddox coming, It will get better with time, my older children who need to go on like all of us.
Most people who look at our family they wonder how and why we keep going on, what can you do. Stop, drop & roll. And when you get up know that your Faith in God will and can bring you through tough times in life. Most families don't have the loss of 1 child then another 14 months later. But we did, and we are, and we will get through it. Day by Day, because Faith is something someone cant give you. I love an awesome God, I hope you do too.
Some good friends sent a card and inside they wrote all I can say is "this sucks" Yep it sure does :)
God bless you all,
Monday, November 2, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Funeral services for George Thomas "TJ" Doughty, Jr. of Mountain Home, AR, will be 11:00 A.M. Monday, October 26, 2009 at Salvation Army Chapel, with Major Jeff Daniel officiating. Visitation will be from 2-4 P.M., Sunday, October 25 at Kirby & Family Funeral Home. TJ died Wednesday, October 21, 2009 in Mountain Home at the age of 24. He was born Wednesday, July 31, 1985 in Denver, Colorado, son of George Thomas and Melonie Gibbens Doughty, Sr. George lived in Mountain Home since 2004 moving from Kansas City, Kansas. He enjoyed camping, fishing and building hot rod cars. TJ enjoyed mathmatics, he was a "Numbers Person". TJ is survived by his mother, Melonie (Les) Thompson of Mountain Home, AR, father, George Thomas Doughtry, Sr. of Kansas City, KS, paternal grandmother, Elizabeth Doughty of Mountain Home, AR, 6 brothers, Michael Arens of Kansas City, KS, Dylan Hargis, Sasha Thompson, Nhikko Thompson, Max Thompson and Noah Thompson all of Mountain Home, AR, 5 sisters, Tiffany WIlliams of Kansas City, KS, Jamio Langford, Aubri Thompson, Aliana Thompson and Hillary Thompson, all of Mountain Home, AR, niece, Briana and nephew, Maddox, numerous aunts, uncles and cousins. He was preceded in death by his brother, Justin, paternal grandfather, Robert Doughty and maternal grandparents Sylvia and Walter White. Arrangements are by Kirby & Family Funeral & Cremation Services.
VisitationSunday October 25, 2009, 2:00 P.M. - 4:00 P.M. at Kirby & Family Funeral Home Chapel Click for Map and Directions
Funeral ServiceMonday October 26, 2009, 11:00 A.M. at Salvation Army Church Click for Map and Directions
Saturday, October 10, 2009
We had to go to Kansas for a funeral this week. Its so nice to see Family but hate it was at such a sad place. My Aunts husband passed away, 47 years is a long time to be married. I'm so sure she is feeling lost at this moment in her life. She cared for my Mother while she was sick for several years. You forget how much family sacrifices for each other. I love you Aunt Pat for who you were to my Mom and my Daughter.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Open doors in our lives today, Save and set free!
Give us a double portion of your Spirit as we take back everything that the devil has stolen:
****Emotional Health****Physical Health****Finances****Relationships****Children**** Jobs****Homes****Marriages I cancel every plot, plan and scheme the enemy has devised against us in the NAME OF JESUS.And I declare: NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST US WILL PROSPER.
I speak LIFE into every dead situation. And, I thank You that nothing is over until YOU say it's over!
Speak prophetically into our lives and to our situations:****our households are blessed; **** our health is blessed;**** our marriages are blessed;**** our finances are blessed;**** our relationships are blessed;**** our businesses are blessed;**** our jobs are blessed;**** our children are blessed;**** our grandchildren are blessed;**** our parents are blessed;**** our siblings are blessed;**** our ministries are blessed;**** our decisions are blessed;**** our friends are blessed.**** Mortgages are paid and debts canceled;
*****our hearts' desires are on the way;
According to YOUR perfect will and plan for our lives.
YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER FORSAKE US!
IN JESUS' NAME! AMEN!Say this prayer, and then send it to EVERYBODY YOU KNOW.
Within hours countless people will have prayed for you, and you will have caused a multitude of people to pray to God for each other.
'Safety is not the absence of danger, butis the presence of God' A child asked Jesus.... How much do U love me? Jesus replied, 'I love you this much.' and He stretched His arms to the cross and died for us.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
And, I am always reminded of it daily, for my heart breaks for him. But, as I look back over this first year of grief, I began to see patterns in my choices and new principles about life.
The principal is this: beauty can help to bring healing- Your children you still have, rainbows, mountains, your spouse, woolly lambs, fresh strawberries, homemade ice cream, old friends, new friends, church family, a wet kiss from a 4 year old, a wedding, and new grandchild, a hug from a stranger, a brisk walk, a phone call from an old friend, brokenness, appreciation for each other, loving God in the mist of all of my loss.
I'm forever grateful to all of the people who love us. And I'm forever grateful to my children who have lost someone they too love.
I hope you are well,
All my love, Melonie
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
I love the Lord, and he never fails us, if it is in your heart then it will be. Please pray for this situation to be resolved, that hearts will be softened and his will be done. I have nothing to offer this situation but to pray!!!!!! PLEASE Pray with me.
Thank you, Melonie
Saturday, July 11, 2009