Miracle Lake

Walking to this lake felt like a return to home this was where he met his wife while fishing with his father one day it is also where he had brought his best friends and it turned into a monthly camping trip for the four of them. This lake is where he rented a cabin for a week when his father had past, his wife was instrumental in helping him deal with his loss but mainly it was his son a boat and, this Lake. He didn't know why it had taken him so long to return here with his wife but life had gotten so busy he just simply hadn't the time, with two kids in college and a mortgage to deal with. This place was his strength and the solitude was nice to have away from the hustle and bustle of the city, clean air and cool water in the fall somehow makes him feel closer to God. His thoughts were on his two children Robert who had gone this year and Annie who was in her third year, he missed those kids and it killed him to be so far away from them. His wife came to him and put her arm through his arm and pulled him close then laid her head on his shoulders and stared across the waters with him. "It's even more beautiful than I remember." She smiled a sleepy smile "You say that every time it's good to know some things never change". He was still in awe as he said in a lonely tone. "I love them and I miss them so much". His wife raised her head off his shoulder and said, "Well honey, they're not dead we'll see them when they have dirty laundry or if they just come home for the weekend." To which his reply "I wish they were here then, there how about that." She said raised up and kissed him on the cheek. "You are just like your father so much love that it fills the lake itself, and that makes me love you all the more." Well Dad was special that was for sure. “The memory of his father flooded him, but like most men he didn't allow a tear to fall onto his face, he was ready to pick out a spot and sit down a while but his wife had other plans.”Honey let's go back to the car I'm a little chilly it's really cool out here." To which he replied. "Alright, Chilly Millie, let's go". She laughed in a shocked and lovingly and hit him with closed fish semi hard on his shoulder. "I thought I told you not to call me that James." He began walking back to the car with his arm draped around his wife’s neck. "Millie I love you, I know I don't say it enough but I do." She said with a glint in her eyes, "I know you love me I feel it every day, which is why I have a surprise for you when we get back to the car." He picked up his pace, "Good let's get there". They were walking back to the car and from a distance he saw a man lying on his car he turned to his wife and said. "Honey stay here a man is laying on our car and this could be ugly alright" James was a man that was who looked like a mountain, muscular and his appearance with full beard and a tall stocky body would make you believe he was a retired boxer. As he got closer he thought he recognized the man on his car but couldn't remember where from, when he was no more than twenty feet away from the car and the man a smile came on his face. "Robbie is that you son?" The young man rose up from the car and walked to his father and hugged him. "Mom said you and she would be here so we thought we would surprise you two and come up and bring a lunch." The father caught every word "You said we, son?" His son pointed to a place just behind him. "Dad it's been too long so I took a red eye to get here, when I heard you were coming back here I couldn't resist." The father not able to hold his emotions any long began crying and took both of his children in his arms. "I love you two, my babies." They both exclaimed their love for him and the son added "Hey dad I got the bait and fishing reels in the car, no boat but I don't think we'll need it." When the mother finally made it down the hill she looked at her husband and said "Honey I knew how much you had been missing your father and I knew you were missing the kids, so I called both of them and sent Annie the airplane ticket last week, it was a red eye, but she's here, I love you too." This lake had brought the man closer to his father it had introduced him to his wife, and now it was introducing him to his adult children now. In all honesty the lake was just a place where he could go to find calm, it was God using the lake to make a loving family. As James was driving home later that night from a beautiful day with his family knowing his daughter and son were coming home for a couple days behind him, his wife sound asleep in the passenger seat, he said out loud. "Thank you dear Lord, for making my Miracle Lake."

The Tree

A young man was resting one day next to a tree with his feet propped up on it, the air was warm and he had free time on his hands, he had been reading a book but closed it and began resting his mind. The tree seemed like it was inviting him into a tunnel of leaves to day dream or sleep he decided to do the first. First he thought about his natural mother who loved and cared for him dearly in their old home in the south, he loved the south but he didn't like the idea of slavery, then he thought of love but he didn't linger on that too long his emotions still cried for a young woman named Ann who had died a year before, and he regretted the fact that he allowed a young woman talk him into another relationship soon after her death, that was a disaster. He began thinking about his future what would he do with the rest of his life it's 1836 and he was only 28 he had already accomplished something that many hadn't with so little education being mainly self taught. He served the legislature for a term; politics was a hard thing to do especially if you’re not educated properly. While he was thinking of this he remembered one night while giving a speech a man from the crowd was making so much noise for his opponent that he got tired of shouting above him and walked over to him and picked him up from the collar and the back of his trousers throwing him out of the meeting house and returned to the pulpit to finish the speech. He laughed at himself for that he had always been a fair wrestler and he was a hard worker but many people called him mostly lazy because of what he was doing right now, lying under a tree with his feet propped up. He didn't care for the military too much not that he didn't respect the military but he had experience with it and didn't wish to return to the ranks besides, him being six foot four he made an apt target on the battle field. So what would he do, he had been reading a book about law for some time now and he nearly had it memorized, he enjoyed law and all that came with it, that was a noble profession and he knew it to be true. "What do you think Ann, should I become a lawyer, should I be admitted to the bar"? Just then a few clouds came over head and made a very nice cool breeze, it made the leaves of the tree shudder. He had his answer and he took it as such, "Thank you Ann, I miss you but I have to move on with my life; I'll have to let you go in order to let me and my heart to be dedicated to this." Just then another small breeze blew through again and it was gone just as fast as it appeared. "Well perhaps when I am a lawyer I will go back into politics but I am not in any hurry for that, that business is harsh and hard and it could cost a man’s life, still though many people are being used as little more than cattle down there and someone should do something about it." he said out loud just talking to himself. Just then he was caught off guard by an old friend of his. "Abraham what are you doing on that ground in that good suit of yours". Abraham got off his back put his stove pipe hat on his head looked at the man talking to him and said. "John I have something I want to talk to you about, it's about your law practice, but first how is your cousin Mary".

Abraham Lincoln would become a lawyer in 1837, a husband in 1840 to Mary Todd, and our sixteenth President in 1861, a man of freedom to slaves in 1862, the great defender of freedom and Union preserver in 1864, Assassinated in 1865.

The Roses

An older woman was sitting near a rose bush in her back yard looking at her roses she had done this many times but today was special she could feel the love they gave off today. As she sat a smile came and a tear began streaming down her face, but these were not tears of sadness or tears from fear, these were tears of happiness. Her grandson not understanding in his childish mind walked over to her, being only a little boy of six years old he didn't understand. "Grandma, why are you crying?" The grandmother looked over at him and picked him up and sat him on her lap "Oh, big man you’re getting too big. I'm not crying because I'm sad I'm crying because I'm happy". The little boy was even more confused. "Grandma, that's dumb, why would you cry when you’re happy"? The grandmother knowing she wouldn't get away from this so simple had to tell the little boy a story. "Well I was looking at the roses and they reminded me of when I was young, I was in a new town and I knew nobody I was working in a seamstress shop and getting a little scared and was thinking about going home. One day a man came in to have his jacket repaired, oh he was a handsome man much like you." At this point she tickled the little boy in the side to which the little boy replied. "Grandma". She continued "Well that young man came in the next day and left something else to be repaired and kept doing this for a long time. But one day he came in and I was expecting this as he was becoming a regular at this point and I knew what for, but he was so shy. He gave me a white rose and asked me out on a date that night, it was a very nice restaurant and we talked and talked for what seemed like hours, at the end of the date he gave me another rose and said ""This is for friendship"" we dated a long time after that and each night he would give me a white rose. Then another night came and it went as well as they always did but this time he gave me a pink rose, and with that pink rose he said ""This is for love"" and he told me that he loved me. I was so deeply in love with him that he felt like my world, with every breath I took made me fall deeper and deeper for him. He kept giving me pink roses and then one night he took my breath away with a stunning red Rose ""This is for passion, will you marry me?"" OF course I said yes to him right away, he kept giving me roses for a while but when we were married they slowed down but on our first anniversary I walked into our home and found two dozen each of white, pink and red roses and he said ""I love you because your my best friend, and because you’re so passionate."" Then I got roses for children being born, and grandchildren. He is the love of my life." The little boy looked up at his grandma still not fully understanding asked. "Grandma who is the love of your life?" "I am little man" Grandpa came up to her giving her a single white rose, "Now that we are retired and celebrating fifty years I thought this would be appropriate for today, who else would I care to be married to for so long than my best friend." As they walked into the house their four children were there with their grandchildren and their friends. Where upon he took her in his arms and kissed her in front of everyone who could witness, "I love you so dearly my love." With tears in her eyes "I love you too". Then from nowhere a child’s voice was heard. "Grandma's crying again".

River in the Wild


This is a true story that actually happened to me when I was still taking classes for photography, I am going to write it in a third person nature.

Dan had always been slower than most people in learning due to the fact that he had A.D.D, but that didn't stop him from taking online photography classes, thinking he could go at his own pace and be finished with the course in just a year. Working a day job and studying long past twelve was getting to him but he was undaunted and pressed on, he was doing very well but the only problem was a graded project he would have to do in order to finish his final exam. One photo had to be of a woman in a outdoor setting and this photo might as well had been stealing gold from a bank, he tried to get at least four women to pose for him but all their photo's didn't turn out right. He was in a bind because the school wasn't going to give him any more extensions and all his hard work was going to be in vain. One day his cousin gave him a call. "Danny, its Shan get your butt up and ready to go I'm taking you to a place my girlfriend and I camped at last weekend for some fishing today." This of course sounded like a perfect distraction but Dan didn't want to go. "Look man I've only got like a couple day's left on this project before they send me packin I can't just go today" Shanon being stubborn as he is just flat said. "I don't care you've been in that house calling every woman you know it's time you got out and do something and I only get two day's off a week and I'm spending this day with you like it or not." Dan knew not to argue with him besides he loved him for what he was doing. "Alright man, get over here fast before I change my mind". So Dan got up and got his fishing poles ready. When Shanon got there he walked in the house and told Dan "Hey man you’re going to love it there it’s in the woods and the river is full of fish". "Well I need the break any way’s let's get going". It took an hour to get there but when they did arrive it was Dan's bliss trees all around a flowing river and fish seemed to jump to the pole, they fished for four hours and must have caught at least twenty-four fish between them. When they were done and walking up to the Jeep Dan looked at Shanon and Said "Man you were right and thank God you made me come I really needed this." That night when Dan was home he felt like he could have kicked himself why didn't he take his camera he could have just pointed and shot and had a really good photo no matter what the content. Just then his cell phone rang and it was his best friend from high school he kept in contact with for a better part of ten years "Hey Adam I have a great place I want to tell you about but first, what's up man?" Adam being a photographer since high school and one of the reasons Dan took photography so he and Adam could go into business together would be just as excited as Dan about this place, but Dan couldn't believe his ears when he heard what Adam had to say. "Hey Dan you've been to a lot of scenic places can you suggest a good place to go for good photo's, I'm doing an office and I want to do some black and whites of scenic places" Dan nearly dropped the phone "You're kidding me right?" Adam said in a sarcastic kind of voice "Yeah that's why I called so I could pull your legs" Dan was hearing the sarcasm "Yeah well my legs are long enough and I hope you’re sitting down because I was just at the place you want to go." Dan told him all about it and so the next day Dan and Adam were on their way this time Dan brought two cameras. When Dan and Adam arrived there it was sun shining galore, not the best conditions for photography but it didn't matter they spent most of the day getting perfect shots. They were walking up stream and snapping shots when Dan heard a woman and her boyfriend coming up from behind them, Dan seeing an opportunity stopped them and asked the young woman. "Miss Can you help me please" She said in curious manner "Uhh... Yeah what do you need?" Well Dan explained what he needed and what he was needing it for the woman then agreed, it only took three shots to get it but the shot was perfect he would finally be able to finish his project. "Miss you haven't a clue how much it means to me that you helped me but I thank you" The woman and the boyfriend went on their way but before Dan left the park he found a place in the stream that wasn't too swift he got his camera out and took the shot upstream, it remains his favorite shot of all shots he has ever taken. He liked this shot so well he made a large print that is on his bookshelf of best shots even to this day.

The shot you’re seeing now is that photo, if my cousin, and my best friend didn't want to go up there I would not have gotten my degree or my favorite shot I call the river in the wild. Thanks Shanon, thanks Adam, you two are the greatest friends a guy can have. By the way just so if you want to know I scored perfect hundreds on all of my exams, just one more thing to show that if you put your mind to it, doesn't matter if you have a mental disability such as what I have, A.D.D, you can accomplish anything that is in your way, if you have the determination.

A Canal

Michael and Paula were two young adults on their last date before they both went off to college. Deciding to walk by a canal, they were hand in hand as they strolled along talking about their respective schools, and making plans for the future as all unknowing young people in this stage of life would do. They were in love but what they didn't know was it was a teenaged love and remarkably these relationships usually don’t work out in the end, but they were young, and who were to say, this relationship would not become the fairy tale. The evening was giving a gorgeous sunset as they stopped and sat on a patch of grass to watch the water pour into the canal. Michael was a little worried, he would be in North Carolina, she would be in Los Angeles a full continent away from one another she was a beautiful young woman, cheerleader at one time and she was to study fashion, he on the other hand Michael was in the school band who was to study music. Michael had to ask her "Paula do you think we're going to make it is long way from each other". Paula was waiting for it "Michael I love you and there is no way another man is going to make a difference to me". Michael wasn't too sure but he was willing to go on faith. The next day came and they said their goodbyes and off they went; for the first two years it was fine they looked like they were to defy the odds but then Michael turned 21 and Paula was admitted as a model in a fashion magazine. The first week came and neither one had time to call, the second week came and they talked on the internet but after twenty minutes they were making excuses to get off the computer, after that it was emails and then it was nothing. Michael was accepted into a frat and Paula was in a sorority and the severance was complete. Paula finally called Michael one night after a party knowing in her heart it was over. "Hello Paula what's up?" Paula was full on with what she wanted to say. "Michael I called to ask if you felt the same way that we're too far apart and our relationship has fallen apart." Michael sigh of relief said "Yes I agree we're different people now but I'm glad we are agreeing on this, so let’s make this short and sweet, I'll stay in touch ever so often but nothing serious, sound good?" Paula said a little sad but in compliance "Yeah that sounds good I'll talk to you later then, goodbye". After they hung up the phone they went their own ways, Michael went to the bar with his brothers and Paula went to the club with her sisters. Five years passed by and they lost touch altogether eventually and hadn't talked for three years. Paula was working in New York for a fashion magazine's editing board, and Michael who nearly didn't graduate was trying to find anywhere who would take a classically trained guitarist. The only job he could find however was working retail back in his old home town. One night on a trip to Nashville Tennessee with a friend of his from college Michael was in a bar. He had his guitar with him because it was open mic night and he thought he would sing and play a song he had written. Michael’s name was called and he walked up to the stage, it was an appropriate place because it was a country song that he played around with every so often about his life. The words and music moved all who heard it, and without knowing it a producer who was in the audience wanted to give this song to a recording artist in town. Michael saw his opportunity and said to him; “You can have the song if you hire me as a writer and session guitar player." The deal was struck and he became a regular on the guitar circuit. Two years later Paula was working for a woman she felt was a dictator and saw her job as a dead end road to nowhere, so she packed up all her belongings and threw them in her car and got away from New York. As she was driving she noticed the spot where she and Michael dated it had been over eight years that they promised to love each other all their lives in this spot. Sometimes promises seems like a distant echo of a former life, and this one certainly felt like one of those, as she walked along the canal and got to their spot and she sat down in that same patch of grass. "Oh Michael why did we let it change us". She asked herself out loud. "I don't know you tell me you’re the one who called and we broke up". Paula turned around and smiled a gentle smile; it was like a miracle there was Michael. "Michael what are you doing here". "I was going through my old things and I found a photo of this place and I couldn't stop thinking of you really, so I called my boss and told him I was taking a trip for a few days and drove straight here" Paula told him all that had happened to her after their last massage and Michael told her what had happened to him and how happy he was in Nashville, he also told her of a fashion consultant position opening they had there. Mostly however they talked, talked all night long about hopes and dreams from what they want from life to nothing at all. At the end of their conversation they found themselves with feelings for one another again. However to rekindle a romance takes time and neither one was in a hurry they wanted to enjoy the feeling they had for each other again.

A short year later near a familiar patch of grass where the water feeds into a canal, a family had gathered together to see a familiar couple saying “I do".

The Dove

An elderly woman was sitting in living room listening to the silence, she remembered when her home was full of noise and could not wait for the end of the day so she and her husband could have a few moments of silence, not that she didn't love her children but sometimes like all children can they made her a little crazy. Now she would trade anything for a little noise she no longer had her children around they had homes and children of their own, she no longer had her husband he had recently died due to old age. She was thinking to herself that her life didn't matter anymore her children doesn't talk to her that much and she was going to turn eighty-five real soon, so it didn't matter, she could take her husband’s old gun and just end it. So she got up from her chair and thought she would take one last look around the house one last time, she visited her kitchen where she had cooked many meals and birthday cakes for her husband and babies. Now she would go to the laundry room where she taught each of her children how to do the laundry where he husband and she would go when they just wanted to steal a fast kiss, then she went to the bathroom and looked at the tub and remembered where she would give her babies baths and where she and her husband would bath sometimes together in a tender moment. Then the Bedroom where many nights have slept in the fifty three years she lived here, where she and her husband would share intimate secrets, where at least two of her children were born, then the back yard where many barbecue’s and where the family would work together in the garden. The she went to the front yard and she looked at the steps where her husband first picked her up to carry her over the threshold when they were married, then the tree where his and her names are still carved into the tree where her oldest son thought he would climb it but broke his arm after taking a good fall. She walked out on the porch to the glider she sat her walker close to her and sat down and then as if her heart was breaking over again, her hand flew to her face and began crying, then she said in a near yell. "Lord Jesus please help me what am I supposed to do now that my husband is gone". Just then she realized how loud she was and looked to her left and didn't see anyone but when she looked to her right she noticed a dove on top of the next door neighbor’s chimney. The time was getting late and she could only see a silhouette of the bird it was a calming presents its noble breast was pushed out its head was held high, large body and a tail feathers long and delicate. She knew it was the Lord telling her that it wasn't her time yet to be patient he would be here to get her in time. She stood up and got her walker walked back into the house turned on every light that she had, she then saw it was only 7 o'clock she called her daughter. When the daughter answered the phone she sounded relived to hear her voice, "Mom I don't know why it was but I got a dreaded feeling a moment ago are you okay?" The mother answered with her delicate voice "Yes dear I just realized that I don't have enough noise in my house anymore, can you come over?" The daughter realizing something was wrong said "Yes Mom I'm coming do you need anything". The old lady actually smiled "Yes baby, bring all the family I need company tonight." The daughter said in a nervous voice, "Mom we'll be right there". As the elderly woman sat there waiting she heard the bird singing with his sad tune, she knew she had done right, right away, the dove was making her wait for her daughter. When the daughter got there with her three girls and her husband the daughter said "Mom we have a surprise for you just wait". Just then she picked up her cell phone and dialed a number on her phone, when the person on the other end answered she said "Hold on someone needs to hear your voice". "Here mom this is going to be a surprise so bare down" The elderly lady took the phone and put it to her ear. "Hello" she said. "Doris is that you it's been two years since we've talked how you have been". It was her sister in law who was the baby of his family who was also thirty years younger than her husband was. "Oh Margret is that you it's so good to hear your voice I have missed you too much, how have you been?" Margret answered back "Not too good I just found out my husband was cheating on me and I left him we're going to get a divorce it's not the first time he's done it to me, I haven't anywhere to go but I'll be fine" Doris began to cry as if she hadn't seen that bird as a sign she wouldn't have had this chance to help someone. To be needed like this again. "Margret you stop that nonsense right this minute you’re coming here now and live with me". Margret not expecting that because the last time she spoke to Doris they were in an argument about life support of her brother. "Are you sure Doris?" Doris said again and more firm "Your gonna live with me this house is too empty and I need someone around." "Well Doris I'm on my way I'll be there tonight, thank you so much." To which Doris answered "You are very welcomed here, you don't need to thank me, and I'll get off here so you can drive safely." "Alright Doris goodbye." Doris looked up to her daughter and said "Lean down here". As her daughter did she wrapped her arms around her and kissed her cheek. "I love you baby" The daughter was crying and said "I love you too mom." Doris looked out of the window but the bird was gone it had done his job and went to seek another who was in need.

Open Field

Zack Bishop was young men with big dreams, but any man with big dreams usually has the same problem, money. Wanting to own a place he could call his own but he didn't just want any place, he knew what he wanted was to be near a wooded area with an open field so he could build each dream with his own hands. He came across his dream in reality when he came across an open field with tall trees standing behind as a backdrop. A lake was no more than a stone throw away and the drainage off the field itself could allow for a home to stand for a long time. But this was 1910 and the only work he could get was farm work and the most money he had ever seen at once was a hundred dollars in his whole life and that wasn't even his. However when he saw this field he couldn't resist he went down to the bank and asked who owned the property, the bank told him that the owner was a young man who just inherited it and is looking to sale it, Zack asked what this man's name was but the bank told him they would have to contact the owner about the property. Three days Zack came back to the bank to no avail, he was starting feel a bit downhearted. On the fourth day the bank manager told him that he could make appointment in the morning at ten, Zack said he waited this long another day wouldn't matter. When Zack left the bank he went down to the diner-saloon ordered a beer and sat down to mind his own business when a young man in a suit walked in. The stranger is what Zack would call a dandy, with a pressed suit, derby hat, and cane; he spoke with a Boston accent and had an air about him that didn't suit his surroundings area at all. He strolled up to the bar and rapped it with his cane and shouted "A glass of sherry if you don't mind, sir". Zack chuckled to himself he had seen a dandy before they still made him laugh with their high flatulent ways. "Andy put that on my bill would you" the bartender gave a wave to signify that he had heard Zack. "I say that's very kind of you, Philip White". Zack walked over to the bar and shook hands with the dandy; he noticed he the dandy had a limp kind of hand shake. "Zack Bishop, are you new to town?" "Yes I dare say and I hope I don't offend when I say I can't wait to be rid of it, it's not my sort of place." Zack starting not to like him said "Well we all seem to like it fairly good, its home". Philip didn't know what to think of this country boy with shoes that had seen better days an over coat over a thin pale yellow shirt a hat that was torn, and a pair of pants that was full of patches. "I just enjoy the smell of salt air and the finery of salons of Boston that was all I meant". Zack realized this man wasn't here for social call asked him "So what brings you to town?" Philip knew he was searching for something being a lawyer he could always scenes it. "I am concluding business here in town and hopefully it will be done either tomorrow or the day after". Zack seeing his opportunity had to ask "Your business wouldn't be a parcel of land just up the road about two miles is it?" Philip knew it was the man who was asking about it in the bank "So you are the one asking about it". To which Zack replied "To be honest I just wanted to know the price." Philip could see he couldn't afford the large price he had put on it had his hopes dashed but the young man had been generous enough to him. "The price is twenty-five dollars an acre, and there is approximately 1000 acres out there". Zack's heart fell out of his chest and to his feet he couldn't afford that price even if he worked for ten years. "Well I guess we just saved ourselves a trip to the bank in morning didn't we?" Philip could see Zack was heartbroken but he wouldn't bend on the price that's what good land sales for back at home and it wouldn't be any different here. "I'm sorry Mr. Bishop that price is firm." Zack knew he couldn't afford it even if he wanted to; never the less he was just curious about it. "Andy another beer and another Sherry pleases" turning to Philip "That is alright Mr. White, it is your land, and you have the right to set the price as high as you wish." Then Zack had an inspirational idea. "Would you sale the land over time and make a tidy profit from the land and me." This peaked Philips interest "Well how much time and how much profit are we speaking of, Mr. Bishop?" Zack knew if he could make this convincing he would have a deal. "I farm the land and the money I make from the crops you keep eighty percent, making forty percent my payment on the farm and forty percent for your pocket". Philip was taken aback he couldn't believe a country boy could think of this solution where he a lawyer couldn't think of it himself, he liked it he would make money from a farm he didn't want anything to do with and be able to get back home soon. "Mr. Bishop you have a deal, I'll give you a maximum of four seasons after that the land is forfeit, can you accept those terms Mr. Bishop?" Now Zack didn't like the sound of that but it was a business deal so he knew he had to give while he took. "Mr. White it's a deal" as he stuck his hand out to shake his hand, but as Philip took his hand he held it and looked Philip in the eyes and said "We'll have this written up as a contract and looked over by the judge?" Philip; amused but not offended, said smiling. "Certainly sir, certainly".

Four years later the house built the crops sold for four seasons with good profit, he finally held the deed. "Mr. Bishop you've worked hard and did your part and made me a bit wealthier in the process congratulations is in order". Smiling a very wide smile. "Mr. White I have the farm I have the startings for a ranch and I have a good home, but all of my dreams are not met yet." Philip was confused "Well why not you have all that you wanted am I correct?" Still smiling Zack said "Not yet I need a wife and children now" Philip had to laugh. "I cannot help you with that."