We are totally in Agreement

These are some of my husband's writing. As you can tell what he concerns is about CARING! He is not a nuts!! Attacking character, how low can it goes!!! How come no one deals with the main concern and issues instead of character attacking. I speak two languages and half way learning the third one and got a degree, and I believe in him. So are you going to say I am a nut, too! I challenge those only know to put negative comments how many of you know two or three languages? If not, then fuck off, I am pissed!! Don't you dare attack my husband. He is the nicest guy you can ever met! He will be the first guy you ever want if you need help! If you guys can write like him, this world will be a better place to live!!!



"INTRODUCTION

I decided to write this book because I believe in the SYSTEM that is failing, and I believe one answer can fix most of the problems that exists. That answer is " TRULY CARING! "

I am tired of the people that run the " SYSTEM " selling themselves, like used car salesman sell their product. They tell us what we want to hear, so that they can be elected, only to abandon us shortly after taking office. I am tired of thinking that money runs this " SYSTEM ", and is the only answer to making it work. With that type of reasoning we only have one destination, failure. You see there is an old saying we all know that says, " MONEY DOESN'T BUY EVERYTHING ". How true it is!! I am tired of the " SYSTEM " we elect, believe in, and worst of all whom we pay, treating us like children, leading us around by our hands, like a shepherd leads his flock of sheep. I refuse to say bahhhhh any longer.

Why is it every time you deal with a department in OUR SYSTEM, you feel like you are bothering someone? Why is it you can go to any business and 90% of the time be greeted by a smile, and when you go to a branch of OUR SYSTEM, you are lucky to be able to pry a smile out of they're lips. Why, because we are missing a key element. " CARING! " This book is all about " CARING ", and the lack of it in "OUR SYSTEM". If we all intend to live long prosperous lives, with a hope that OUR CHILDREN live the same kind of life, then we had better put caring back into OUR SYSTEM, and we better put OUR SYSTEM back into the hands of the people that created it, just normal citizens like you and I.

May we all live long and prosperous lives,

JEFFREY THOMAS CHELTON"

"INTRODUCTION TO BOOK I STARTED IN MARCH 2000

I was born March 8, 1960 at 9:40 P.M., in Garden Grove, California. My father was in the Navy stationed at El Toro. He was a 21 year "Career Navy" Chief Petty Officer (I think in Naval Intelligence). My mother was a homemaker, and I have two older brothers, Jim who was two years older and Rob the eldest who was 4 years older than I. I had GOD, COUNTRY, TRUTH, and HONESTY, beaten into me over and over again. DISCIPLINE was the word of every day of my life as a child. (Instead of being Grounded to the back yard, I was Restricted (Military Talk). We looked like the classic middle class "All American Family", but we were far from that.

I don't have a lot of memories of the first three years of my life, but if you asked me what stood out in my mind, it was the assassination of President John F. Kennedy. It happened on November 22, 1963. I remember standing with my mom in front of our black and white television, holding my treasured "Monkey Bank" and watching a bunch of cars and people on the television. Suddenly the entire mood of the day changed. The television man started somewhat screaming, talking loud, people on the television were running all around. My mom instantly started crying. I of course started crying too, but I will never forget what I did. I remember touching the TELEVISION feeling very sad as if to say goodbye to someone I really loved and admired. It was then I believe my Soul started bleeding and still continues to bleed today.

I decided to write this book, because in the forty years I have lived, I have came to the conclusion that our Souls have been stolen and replaced with Religion, Schools, and a variety of so called Experts. If you wonder why, children are killing children; it might just be that these children's Souls were stolen at a very early age. In this book I am going to ask many questions that the experts just seem to forget about. I am going to challenge the current thinking and teachings of a variety of institutions. I do not mean to offend anyone; I am searching for the truth. Without it, my Soul will continue to bleed.

I will warn everyone. Sometimes in the search for the truth, we discover very scary uncharted waters. We then decide to ignore the truth as if it will change if we do. Unfortunately the only thing that comes from ignoring something, is what is called Ignorance, and there seems too be plenty of that.

I learned a lot of things in my life, but one thing I learned that I always remember is, "You can play the piano, or you can be played like a piano." The choice is up to us.

May we all live long and prosperous lives,

JEFFREY T. CHELTON"



If after all these, you still don't know what kind of person my husband is, I guess........



Here in some stranger's room

Late in the afternoon

What am I doing here at all?

Ain't no doubt about it

I'm losing you

I'm losing you

Somehow the wires got crossed

Communication's lost

Can't even get you on the telephone

Just got to shout about it

I'm losing you

I'm losing you

Well, here in the valley of indecision

I don't know what to do

I feel you slipping away

I feel you slipping away

I'm losing you

I'm losing you

Well now, you say you're not getting enough

But I remind you of all that bad, bad, bad stuff

So what the hell am I supposed to do?

Just put a bandaid on it?

And stop the bleeding now

Stop the bleeding now

I'm losing you

I'm losing you

Well, well, well

I know I hurt you then

But hell, that was way back when

Well, do you still have to carry that cross? (drop it)

Don't want to hear about it

I'm losing you

I'm losing you

Don't want to lose you now Welll!

So long ago

"I'm Losing You"

by John Lennon