<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:26:28.199-07:00</updated><category term='Wil'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Family'/><category term='FUMA'/><title type='text'>BeyondAquia</title><subtitle type='html'>A suburban family on Aquia Creek in Stafford County describes their families transition as the children move into high school and out of the house for the first time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-2852287732838913359</id><published>2009-10-22T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T23:09:00.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long, long, time . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No, Really? Two Years?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started out as an easy way to document Wil's adventures at Fork Union and our family's growing up turned into Stephanie's account of what was going on and then well, nothing. This is my (Stephanie's) attempt to catch up to fall of '09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil did not return to Fork Union the next fall.  Our first year (07-08) at FU we thought "Ok, we're newbies and we need to understand the program. It's supposed to be hard. Next year will be better."  Enter 08-09 and not so much. After more of the same and even worse, we gave Wil the opportunity to call the ball before returning to school in Jan of '09. He had done everything required of him and we were very proud of his performance. He asked for time to think about and pray over his decision. He felt like God really wanted him there so he did stay and finished out his sophomore year. He finished well and we are proud of his decision and the great way he carried it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued to feed and grow Maggie and Charlie at home. Maggie completed her TKD training at Power Kix and received another black belt. Maggie has also been the only one of the kids to stick with piano and continues to win national rankings at her adjudicating and we enjoy listening to her (until the 100th time on the same piece).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie started coming into his own in scouts. He could have been a Life Scout at 13 but I didn't feel he had enough life under his belt yet. I told him he had to wait until he was 14 and so he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a quick fast forward to the fall of '08 and the entrance of all three children into school. Yep, no more home schooling for the Turner clan. We had been praying about where Maggie would attend high school and now that Wil wasn't going to FU anymore he needed a school and God gave us Grace. Grace Preparatory School in Stafford, Va. After meeting with the admin and the principal we felt that all three kids could attend there so we prayed, asked the kids, applied and waited. They were interviewed, tested and accepted and started school in Aug of 08. Now I know you're wondering what I did with all that spare time on my hands. Well, I went to work at the pre-school at Grace. I am thankful that I was close at hand for my kids during the day. Every day I would see at least one and usually all three kids. I had fifteen great little kids in my charge and now a hundred stories to tell about little kids these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three kids had an age and gender appropriate response to school. Wil had a freshman year his junior year in high school. Girls and freedom. His grades suffered and we had to go through a lot of reward and deprivation but he survived and well, I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; think &lt;/span&gt;we did. More tired I'm sure than we ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie went in as an observer and came out with a best friend. Melody. I know where Maggie came from and where Melody came from but they really could be clones of each other. Kind of scary but really delightful that Maggie has a kindred spirit in spiritual thinking and in academic achievement (read over achiever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie too, discovered girls but he didn't let his grades slip. He discovered he has a natural aptitude for science and history and he really likes them both! He learned some hard lessons about gossip and girls and boys and gin,  no wait that's a wonderful life . . . He didn't want summer to come because he was going to miss his friends way too much. Yet he survived and focused on scouts and after his 14th (yep, you read it right) his 14th birthday, Charlie achieved the rank of Life Scout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bells are ringing and angels have their wings and I'm going to call it a day. I will write more later. Thanks for taking the time to read. Stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-2852287732838913359?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/2852287732838913359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=2852287732838913359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/2852287732838913359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/2852287732838913359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-long-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long, long, time . . .'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-3299358024185514521</id><published>2007-09-13T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:27:55.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smashing Success</title><content type='html'>Well, it's May and the year is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are into parade season, alumni weekend, the Military ball and of course the end of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil and Maggie had a great time at the ball. Maggie's friend Kelsy had a good time with Miles and he's even planning on visiting her over Mother's Day weekend (his parents are stationed in Japan, so his mom won't be left out . . .).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the parades during parade season are different and very well done. On Mother's day we were allowed to go to the field and wave to our sons and get up close and personal photos as they marched by. Very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil has exceeded everyones expectations academically and made the honor roll all five terms.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a hard year on all of us, but very fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have given Wil the choice this time as to whether he will return to FUMA or not. His deadline for a decision was Mother's day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;He told us that there's really very little that he likes abut FUMA. The rules are stupid, the food is incredibly awful, the shoes and uniforms are ridiculously uncomfortable and most of the cadets are stupid and spoiled.  But, he also said he liked football and LaCrosse and knows that he can't get these kind of grades any where else.&lt;br /&gt;He has asked us to go ahead and send in the deposit for year two at FUMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a good kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-3299358024185514521?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/3299358024185514521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=3299358024185514521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/3299358024185514521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/3299358024185514521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2007/09/smashing-success.html' title='A Smashing Success'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-8981041531830276256</id><published>2007-09-13T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:13:39.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hope of Spring</title><content type='html'>Ah, pretty girls, Military Balls and LaCrosse. What could be finer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dreadful winter is now past and Wil gets to train and run around outside and play LaCrosse.  The team has a pretty poor record but Wil loves the game and loves being out doors (finally) and we can go and see him play occasionally so the universe is righting itself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yippee dogs have been severely chastised and Wil is breathing a little easier and not looking over his shoulder all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's the Military Ball.&lt;br /&gt;Fancy uniforms and fancy girls!  Wil has asked a good friend, Maggie Burke, to attend the Ball with him this year.  He is very excited. He has asked another friend Cadet Miles to go with him so Maggie can bring a friend and share the fun and attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-8981041531830276256?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/8981041531830276256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=8981041531830276256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/8981041531830276256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/8981041531830276256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2007/09/hope-of-spring.html' title='The Hope of Spring'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-1391640702936218123</id><published>2007-09-13T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:05:53.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Discontent of Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This has been an incredibly difficult winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil signed on for wrestling because everyone said he would love it.  Well, wrestling was fun but . . . he got injured early on and couldn't train/wrestle.  Then, when he could train,  you had to win a wrestle off in order to compete - and he never won a wrestle off - therefore he never got to compete. He was always in doors and the yippee dogs continued to get under Wil's skin compounding the frustration and difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You add to that, that there was no leave in February and you have one pretty tired, sad cadet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The redeeming moment came as he yet again made the honor roll. Yea Wil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-1391640702936218123?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/1391640702936218123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=1391640702936218123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/1391640702936218123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/1391640702936218123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2007/09/discontent-of-winter.html' title='The Discontent of Winter'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-1098668161122786583</id><published>2007-01-15T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T17:59:56.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Academic Leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RauMm3sLEVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jRlS3yIUu0U/s1600-h/DSCF0402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RauMm3sLEVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jRlS3yIUu0U/s320/DSCF0402.jpg" border="0" hspace="5" vspace="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                           &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FUMA&lt;/span&gt; rewards cadets who make The Honor Roll (B's) or The Dean's List (A's) for two terms in a row, with a special "Academic Leave weekend".  &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; stands in the photo with Dennis &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Engel&lt;/span&gt;, a 17 year old Junior, who came home with &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're very proud of Wil for his achievements and this weekend was about rewarding him for his hard work.    The boys had fun shooting their new air rifles, playing video games, eating, sleeping in and hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RbLI_XsLEZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Lx4GKeGTEFU/s1600-h/DSCF0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RbLI_XsLEZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Lx4GKeGTEFU/s320/DSCF0417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022297525488128402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil got to watch his movies, eat his favorite foods, play his favorite video games, all  weekend, all in recognition of the hard work done well,  in the middle of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;FUMA's&lt;/span&gt; austere environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; - he's in the middle of Western &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Civ&lt;/span&gt; this term ... and the classes keep getting harder.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RbLI_XsLEZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Lx4GKeGTEFU/s1600-h/DSCF0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-1098668161122786583?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/1098668161122786583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=1098668161122786583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/1098668161122786583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/1098668161122786583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2007/01/academic-leave.html' title='Academic Leave'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RauMm3sLEVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jRlS3yIUu0U/s72-c/DSCF0402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-6447847257444691988</id><published>2007-01-03T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T08:39:57.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoosh!</title><content type='html'>Yep, Whoosh! Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's - Whoosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all went by so fast. Thanksgiving came and went in a blur. Even though it was Wil's  first Major Leave home, I blinked and he was back at school. I picked him up on 18 Nov, the Saturday before Thanksgiving.  Robert was in Calif., Maggie was on a retreat and Charlie was out scouting so, Wil spent the weekend with his friend Joey. Monday and Tuesday was good "get reaquainted time" and then whoosh! Gianna came down from Cornell for a visit starting Wednesday (the girls went to see The Nutcracker at The Kennedy Center that night), Thanksgiving was Thursday, Gingerbread Houses was Friday, Astronomy Night with the Scouts for the boys was Saturday and the girls baked and baked and baked . . . Sunday we had church and then Gianna went back to school and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WIL TURNED FIFTEEN&lt;/span&gt;!!  Monday, Wil went back to school and the next thing you know it's the end of the term and...Wil made the Honor Roll, AGAIN!!! Yea Mr. Wil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that it's Christmas Leave . . . I picked Wil up on16 Dec and it was sooo good to see/hug on Mr. Wil. We had planned to go away for Christmas week so his first week home Wil spent a lot of time doing dinner and visiting with his friends. On 23 Dec, we headed out for Satellite Beach, Florida. It was a great drive down (18 hours) and a fantastic visit with our good friends the Wests. We swam in the ocean, went to the Kennedy Space center, played games and really enjoyed our Christmas Vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RbJDNXsLEWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-4fX9VwWFA8/s1600-h/DSCF0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RbJDNXsLEWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-4fX9VwWFA8/s320/DSCF0191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022150431448174946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RbJFb3sLEYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/W-Q5ZtcLYe0/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCF0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RbJFb3sLEYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/W-Q5ZtcLYe0/s320/Copy+of+DSCF0256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022152879579533698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home (12 hour detour) we went to Decatur, Ga and met the kids' cousin Abigail Elizabeth Collins or as we like to call her - Abilizzie. On Saturday we spent some great time visiting with Ma in her new home  and  the Sr. Turners in theirs. On Sunday we stopped by the cemetary to see Papa's grave site and then we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 hours later we arrived in Stafford, Va. Just in time for a New Years Eve Party with the neighbors and then sleeping in on 1 Jan. Tues. Robert went back to work and of course Mr. Wil went back to school. The routine always includes a haircut, snack shopping, laundry and then the long drive back to Fork Union.  Although, now that I've driven down and up a great part of the Eastern seaboard, what's 4.5 hours round trip?   Whoosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-6447847257444691988?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/6447847257444691988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=6447847257444691988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/6447847257444691988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/6447847257444691988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2007/01/whoosh.html' title='Whoosh!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GyaxYVqLNg/RbJDNXsLEWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-4fX9VwWFA8/s72-c/DSCF0191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-8466721216986490732</id><published>2006-11-09T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:06:31.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;We all know about them. We've all heard of them and some of us have had the mis-fortune of getting our very own personal bully. Well, that would be Wil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School had been going so well. Good grades, loving football, s...ky food, you know, boarding school stuff.  Enter the bully.  He started getting in Wil's face about the beginning of October. Telling lies and weaving webs you wouldn't believe. Then he started on Wil's personal space and going in to Wil's room with out permission. Then he was taking stuff (no real proof accept that when confronted, the stuff would magically re-appear) and messing with Wil's mind and then the final blow. He started to get physical. Taunting Wil to "bring it on" pushing him, elbowing him, always when no one was looking. Hoping to get Wil to take the first hard blow, consequently getting himself into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil is so smart and such a good kid. He stayed the course. He didn't give in to the bully and did the right thing, or so he thought. He kept quiet. This allowed the bully to have the upper hand and weave more lies and allow the idea of becoming a snitch (the worst thing in the World) to live ferociously in Wil's mind. Wil needs the crowd. He needs the acceptance of his peers and being a snitch just didn't fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally on one fateful Sunday evening, Wil had reached capacity with this kid. He made three calls home, each one increasing in intensity until the third call, which started out "I hate this place, I want to come home". I gave the phone to dad and after great encouragement, Wil went and reported this cadet to the "Commandant on Duty", Maj. Williamson.   Maj. Williamson  encouraged Wil that it was ok. Wil did one thing right and one thing wrong. He was right in reporting the cadet and wrong in waiting so long. The bully will pay the consequences. Look out demerits and tours, here we come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one kid who called Wil a snitch and Wil just blew him off and told him to "Shut up. You don't know what you're talking about. " and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil feels much better now and is back on track. Life is good. Football is over and Wil is on to wrestling. He's in his next course of study, Earth Sciences, and says his teacher is a hoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil sees this cadet every day. He's on the wrestling team, but not in Wil's weight class. He lives in the barracks down the hall from Wil and they have the same break times. But, he doesn't get under Wil's skin any more. Once Wil realized that the staff is interested in Wil and helping him succeed, everything fell into place. He wasn't lone man out or the Lone Ranger or just alone. He has a whole school filled with staff that want the best for Wil (and all the cadets).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time Wil has had to make the tough choices, and we all know it won't be the last. I am thankful for the men at FUMA who dedicate their lives to the Lord and the raising up of fine Godly young men. Even the bullies. Everyone will be given the same opportunities to succeed and do their best. They must simply choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil has chosen to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-8466721216986490732?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/8466721216986490732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=8466721216986490732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/8466721216986490732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/8466721216986490732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/11/bullies.html' title='Bullies'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-3334301379679322279</id><published>2006-11-09T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T10:34:31.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Honor Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yep, you heard me right. Wil made the Honor Roll. What a delight. Two days after Wil returned to school from Parents Weekend, we received in the mail, Wil's grades and notification of his making the Honor Roll. Now any one who knows Wil has their chin on his/her chest.  Any one who knows the heart ache of Wil's academic history has their chin on his/her chest. Any one who knows Wil knows that it's about time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Well meaning people have said that it was all the good training he had going in to it. Nope. Wil did it. Just like Wil failed and flailed around before, Wil did this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; went to class, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; did the work,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   studied and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; took the tests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; got the good grades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; made the Honor Roll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; are so proud of Wil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-3334301379679322279?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/3334301379679322279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=3334301379679322279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/3334301379679322279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/3334301379679322279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/11/honor-roll.html' title='The Honor Roll'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-1519379259353405462</id><published>2006-10-31T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T06:30:36.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents Weekend Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; came home Saturday afternoon with Grandmother and Granddaddy. Maggie and Charlie were both away for the day so, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; went to see friends for the afternoon and then came home for a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sumptuous&lt;/span&gt; feast with the adults. He spent the night with Joey and was back bright and early for church on Sunday. Maggie and Charlie also got home on Sunday so we spent the day together as a family doing absolutely nothing of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;importance&lt;/span&gt; but doing it together just the same. Robert went back to work on Monday so we spent the morning getting things together for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; for school, aka laundry, and then we played poker for the afternoon before returning Mr. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;FUMA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a quiet weekend. It was very busy at school before bringing &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; home and I think we all just wanted to be together with out the pressure of "making" a memory or "doing something" together. It was nice to just be together and breath the same air and share a couple of meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return to school was a little harder this time though I don't know why for sure. I think I miss watching &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; grow up. He is becoming much more calm and confident. I miss watching the process, but I really enjoy the product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents weekend indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-1519379259353405462?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/1519379259353405462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=1519379259353405462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/1519379259353405462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/1519379259353405462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/10/parents-weekend-part-ii.html' title='Parents Weekend Part II'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-6925651127238847914</id><published>2006-10-27T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T16:28:00.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And A Good Time Was Had By All</title><content type='html'>Thursday Oct 19 brought Grandmother and Granddaddy up from Georgia to enjoy the festivities of Parents Weekend.&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday the kids and I drove to Richmond to join Molly and David and to watch Wil (FUMA)  play against Collegiate. We lost in a huge way. We were so far behind, that in the fourth quarter the officials invoked the no compete rule:  the clock kept running no matter the penalty and no kicking on the fourth down. We lost 35 -0 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game we went to the Subway  with Wil and had a lovely time together. Wil went back to school, Maggie stayed with Molly and David in Richmond, and Charlie and I went home. On Friday Charlie went to Fall Camporee and Robert and I went back to FUMA for the rest of the activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday afternoon the Prep Team played Collegiate at home. Eddie George was there as well as a host of other NFL players. FUMA played so well. We lost by one point, but it was the most amazing game. The film team from NFL films was there and even they said the refs were making bad calls against FUMA but that just shows how well the team really did. Wil was able to join us after the half and he and Dad had a great time together.&lt;br /&gt;After the game Wil went back to the barracks and the rest of us went to the Parents Association Spaghetti Dinner in the cafeteria. The food was Very Good, the boys choir was wonderful and it was great to see and talk to other parents and hear what was happening with the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we went to the Estes Center and met the staff, Wil's teachers and advisers and then we were off to the barracks with Wil to see his room, #45 on the second floor of Charlie Company. Wow. Small but very efficient. Then it got really exciting. We went to the parade field and got to watch the whole school parade in full dress and the band played and the canon went off and the parachuter(?)  with the American flag flew over us and well it was all wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately following the parade we checked Wil out and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good time was indeed, had by all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-6925651127238847914?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/6925651127238847914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=6925651127238847914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/6925651127238847914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/6925651127238847914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/10/parents-weekend-or-good-time-was-had-by.html' title='And A Good Time Was Had By All'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-5120872134063837351</id><published>2006-10-26T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:10:56.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things  Won, Lost and Returned</title><content type='html'>It has been a hard week for Wil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't seen Wil since he came home on leave but it's Sunday Oct 8 and Aunty Donna is here! Woo Hoo! We drove to the school after church and picked  Wil up for a day pass. He and Aunty Donna get along so well. They really enjoy each others company and laughed a lot together. We went to lunch and then walked aound the mall until it was time to take Wil back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Oct 10, looked to be a good day. Wil was given the promotion to laundry corporal and we got to go to FUMA to see Wil play football before Aunty Donna goes home Wed. AM.  They lost, Wil lost,  all in all it ended as a really hard day. FUMA lost their game and Wil lost his watch. It was taken from his football locker and that just topped off an other wise miserable evening.  He spoke to his coaches and his TAC officer to let them know his watch was missing and that he just wanted it back - he didn't care who took it. (Stealing is a dismissal offense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Maggie and Charlie and I took Aunty Donna to the airport, Wil returned the promotion because it interfered with football and low and behold his watch was mysteriously returned in a toilet paper roll in the back of his football locker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were won, lost and returned. Life's lessons in a nutshell, or toilet paper roll . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-5120872134063837351?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/5120872134063837351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=5120872134063837351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/5120872134063837351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/5120872134063837351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/10/all-things-won-lost-and-returned.html' title='All Things  Won, Lost and Returned'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-9021509908982508267</id><published>2006-10-26T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:06:39.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Dumb Is That?</title><content type='html'>Well, It's Wil's first leave weekend and we have NO PICTURES!!!! How dumb is that. I guess it just proves we really had a wonderful time having a wonderful time and we didn't stop to think about pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked Wil up on Friday afternoon Sept 29, 2006, at 12.30 he was in his Class A uniform. He is required to stay in his uniform until he arrives home so, at our stop at Costco and Giant Wil got some very nice looks from some very interested young ladies . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived home in time for Wil to surprise our neighbors (I was under the "no tell clause" in the mother- son contract) and surprise them he did. They all couldn't believe how grown up he's gotten and how GREAT he looks in his uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad got home at his usual time and we enjoyed a good dinner and some cards afterwards. Dad and Wil and Maggie stayed up and watched a movie while the smart ones went off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Wil visited friends, watched Maggie at her TKD Intramural competition and enjoyed another evening of monopoly and movies with all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we had church and then to Cracker Barrel for our favorite Sunday chicken dinner and then back to school for Wil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't nearly as hard to take Wil back this time.  We all smiled as we left knowing we had had good times and he's doing so well and well, there's always football on Thursday . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-9021509908982508267?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/9021509908982508267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=9021509908982508267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/9021509908982508267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/9021509908982508267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-dumb-is-that.html' title='How Dumb Is That?'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-3781111337158181194</id><published>2006-10-16T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:26:07.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NFL Films to Focus Their Cameras on FUMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-right: 114.75pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;October 16, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fork &lt;defanged_st1:city st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/defanged_st1:city&gt;, &lt;defanged_st1:state st="on"&gt;VA&lt;/defanged_st1:state&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; – NFL Films, the winner of more television Emmy Awards than any other sports broadcaster, will soon be focusing their cameras on &lt;defanged_st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Fork&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt; &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt;  &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Military&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt; &lt;defanged_st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Academy&lt;/defanged_st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/defanged_st1:place&gt;, the high school that has produced more NFL football players than any other prep school in the nation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;defanged_st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Fork&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt; &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt;  &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Military&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt; &lt;defanged_st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Academy&lt;/defanged_st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/defanged_st1:place&gt; is to be the featured subject on an upcoming episode of the highly respected sports documentary show "NFL Films Presents." The documentary series airs on ESPN and the NFL Network and is hosted by Steve Sabol, who individually has won at least thirty of the more than ninety Emmy Awards presented for NFL Films programming.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Fork &lt;defanged_st1:place st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/defanged_st1:place&gt; has a list of alumni in the NFL that would be the pride of any school in the nation," says NFL Films producer Jay Jackson. "But Fork Union is not a football factory. It really is about the body, mind, and spirit there, and Fork Union is as much about academics and molding men of character as it is athletics. We hope to tell that story."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a name="a000637more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;More than seventy alumni of &lt;defanged_st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Fork&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt; &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt; &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Military&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt;  &lt;defanged_st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Academy&lt;/defanged_st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/defanged_st1:place&gt; have played for NFL teams, from the early days of the league until now. More than a dozen active NFL players on this season's rosters attended FUMA, including star wide receivers like Plaxico Burress of the New York Giants, Ernest Wilford of the Jacksonville Jaguars, and Billy McMullen of the Minnesota Vikings, as well as other longtime veterans like offensive tackle Roman Oben of the San Diego Chargers and linebacker Dexter Coakley of the St. Louis Rams.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jackson and his crew members from NFL Films are expected to arrive on campus beginning Wednesday, October 18th and work through the Academy's first full dress parade on Saturday, October 21st, filming scenes of cadet life and education and recording interviews with current students, staff, and notable NFL alumni including Eddie George and Don Majkowski. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On Friday, October 20th the NFL Films cinematographers will record the action at FUMA's much anticipated prep league game with rival Collegiate, kicking off at 3:30pm. All of FUMA's NFL alumni with whom the school has contact are being invited to return for this game and to participate in special halftime ceremonies. The football game is open to the public and all are invited to attend this event, although attendees are advised to bring lawn chairs as stadium seating is expected to fill quickly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FUMA NFL alumni who are expected to return for this event include Tennessee Titans running back (and Heisman Trophy winner) Eddie George, the FUMA/UVa quarterback Don Majkowski (who was recently inducted into the Green Bay Packers Hall of Fame), San Francisco Forty-Niners star Tyronne Drakeford, Ken Brown of the Denver Broncos, former Virginia Tech and NFL veteran quarterback Will Furrer (recently inducted into FUMA's Sports Hall of Fame), Jay Sherrill (who kicked for several NFL teams and whose son, Wes Sherrill, is the prep team kicker currently), UVa alumnus (and former Philadelphia Eagle and Minnesota Viking) Merrill Robertson, Duane Ashman of the Denver Broncos, and John Hilton (a Pittsburgh Steeler in the 1960s and former NFL coach). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Other invitees, whose attendance has not been confirmed at this time, include veteran quarterback (and FUMA's first Heisman Trophy winner) Vinny Testaverde, former Dallas Cowboy (and NFC Rookie of the Year) Robert Jones, San Francisco Forty-Niners quarterback Jim Druckenmiller, Green Bay Packers star Tyrone Davis, former Eagle and Patriot Don Oakes, former Green Bay Packer and current head of the Packer's scouting department John Dorsey, former New York Jet Maurice Anderson, former Washington Redskins Steve Hamilton and Brian Kozlowski, and many more.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 114.75pt; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Football is one of the only sports where academic success is essential for professional success," said Dan Thompson, the Academy's Director of Communications. "Before a player arrives in the NFL, he must first have succeeded a good college program. We are proud that so many outstanding young men have come to Fork Union for that academic preparation. We are excited to have the incredible filmmakers from NFL Films help tell the story of their success."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About &lt;defanged_st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Fork&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt; &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt;  &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Military&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt; &lt;defanged_st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Academy&lt;/defanged_st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/defanged_st1:place&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;defanged_st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Fork&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt;  &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt; &lt;defanged_st1:placename st="on"&gt;Military&lt;/defanged_st1:placename&gt;  &lt;defanged_st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Academy&lt;/defanged_st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/defanged_st1:place&gt; in Fork Union, Virginia, is a college preparatory military boarding school for young men in Grades 6 through 12 and postgraduates. Affiliated with the Baptist General Association of &lt;defanged_st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;defanged_st1:place st="on"&gt;Virginia&lt;/defanged_st1:place&gt;&lt;/defanged_st1:state&gt; and open to those of all religious denominations, Fork Union was founded in 1898 and has a rich tradition promoting character, leadership, and scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-right: 114.75pt; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;####&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-right: 114.75pt;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Contact: Dan Thompson, 434-842-4372 or 434-996-7772&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-3781111337158181194?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/3781111337158181194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=3781111337158181194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/3781111337158181194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/3781111337158181194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/10/nfl-films-to-focus-their-cameras-on.html' title='NFL Films to Focus Their Cameras on FUMA'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-2005880610941855686</id><published>2006-09-22T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T10:01:20.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Promotion on The Horizon</title><content type='html'>Gosh, It was so good to see &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FUMA&lt;/span&gt; played Cosby High out of Chesterfield, Va and got punished in a big way. The score was 6-8 so it doesn't sound very exciting, but . . . They pushed each other up and down the field and came close to scoring so many times. There were roughing the kicker penalties and off sides so many times I lost count and sacking the QB and so many fumbles and on and on. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FUMA&lt;/span&gt; had to play harder than they have ever played before. 2&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; and 3rd string never showed their faces on the field.  &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Now, FUMA&lt;/span&gt;  has a great chance to really improve. The holes in their game were ever present yesterday (point &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;conversions&lt;/span&gt;, throwing too low and not far enough in the snap) but  all in all they played well. I'm really looking forward to next weeks game in &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Charlottesville&lt;/span&gt;. Here's to great  improvement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game we had thirty minutes with &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt;. We had a picnic out of the back of the car, Dad got to go and see Wil's  room on the 2&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; floor in Charlie company and we got to meet &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wil's&lt;/span&gt; biology teacher as he was passing by. We  talked  about school, he's got a solid B in Biology and found out that at last night's Commandant's Corner, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; be getting Rank Advancement to Laundry Guy (don't know the real title). He said that's the first step up the ladder. Woo &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hoo&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt;. And,  for the young man who could "sleep 'til noon", he's now getting up at 5.30 a.m. to shine his shoes and make his bunk and prepare for the day. 1st call is at 5.55 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9210023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9210023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to pray for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt;. As much as football has been fun, school there is hard work. Everything you do is judged and assessed - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;. Walking across campus, saluting the flag in the circle, the shine on your shoes, hands in your pockets, shaving, spots on your clothes, moving while in formation - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ("this school has lots of stupid rules"). It's hard living under a microscope for short periods of time and he lives it 24/7. Of course, He hasn't gotten a single &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;demerit&lt;/span&gt;! Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been blessed to have this weekly time with &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt;. He will be getting phone and e-mail privileges this weekend so hopefully he can reach out to everyone else more often. He says he doesn't have that much free time but the use of the computer may help his &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;communication&lt;/span&gt; skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will send out a phone schedule (remember, he has to call you back) and his e-mail address as soon as we get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9210024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9210024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-2005880610941855686?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/2005880610941855686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=2005880610941855686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/2005880610941855686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/2005880610941855686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/09/promotion-on-horizon.html' title='A Promotion on The Horizon'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00213665941762388016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-6138490182728612757</id><published>2006-09-15T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T09:02:12.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Scale of 1 to 10, He's an 8!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9140008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9140008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Blue Devils had another FANTASTIC game yesterday. They whomped Hargrave Military Academy 26-0. GO TEAM. Wil played and did a great job. His opponent was again a head taller and didn't crouch during the snap so Wil had this huge guy standing, with his left hip toward him... Wil did not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; let him gain an inch - ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After the game we had about twenty minutes with him before he had to go to the Chapel for the Commandants Corner.  "That's where he yells at us about all the stuff we're not doing right." I asked him on a scale of one to ten, one -  being you want to die and ten - being the best thing that you've ever had or done in your whole life, "How do you like school?", and he said an eight! WOW!  Then I asked if he thought it was because we have always been so strict with him and he said absolutely. He said there are guys there who have no idea what discipline means and there are some real goof offs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; feel that this is real freedom for Wil compared to being at home. Yes, he has all the trappings of school and the military lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, he also has an allowance (which has been straightened out) that he can go and spend anytime he wants, he has a great t.v. and cable IN HIS ROOM and he has this huge boys club, just outside his barracks bunk, that he decides when, if and how much he wants to participate in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have to tell you he looks great. He was so eager to show off how to stand at attention and parade rest. The following pictures are of Wil at play (#70) Wil in uniform and at attention. There is also a picture of his barracks and Wil marching to Chapel. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9140011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9140011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9140011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9140017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9140017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9140018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9140018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9140020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9140020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9140031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9140031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-6138490182728612757?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/6138490182728612757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=6138490182728612757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/6138490182728612757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/6138490182728612757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-scale-of-1-to-10-hes-8.html' title='On a Scale of 1 to 10, He&apos;s an 8!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-8357842621493821732</id><published>2006-09-12T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T08:11:53.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUMA Blue Devils vs. Orange County Hornets</title><content type='html'>Fork Union Jr. Prep played the Hornets of Orange County High School last week (9/7) and won 20 - 0. Not bad for their first game. I spoke with Coach Hooper after the game and he said that &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FUMA&lt;/span&gt; had better team speed than Orange County. We had #19 and they had #24. Young, fast guys who dominate and carry the ball a lot. As a team, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FUMA&lt;/span&gt; played better, which is what won the game for them. You can read the game report on the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.forkunion.com/news/archives/2006/09/jr_prep_tackles_1.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FUMA&lt;/span&gt; website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9070028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9070028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; is #70 in the pictures. We didn't think that he would be able to play &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;becuase&lt;/span&gt; of his shin splints, but the coaches put him in at the end of the 4&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; quarter on Defense and he got 7 plays. He did exceptionally well defending against a taller opponent and did not give up any ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P9070031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P9070031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Maggie made home baked cookies for the team. We gave him his weekly &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;goodie&lt;/span&gt; box, some more Gatorade, lots of letters and a special LCD TV for his room. His room has now become &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; destination for quality cable t.v. viewing. He's still struggling with making his allowance last the whole week but as the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;commandant&lt;/span&gt; said " you get three squares - what more do you need". Between our &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;goodie&lt;/span&gt; boxes and his allowance he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be doing fine . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It continues to be a breath of fresh air getting to see Wil weekly. It's still very hard not being able to talk with him but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; are learning how to get along too. We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; football.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-8357842621493821732?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/8357842621493821732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=8357842621493821732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/8357842621493821732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/8357842621493821732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/09/fuma-blue-devils-vs-orange-county.html' title='FUMA Blue Devils vs. Orange County Hornets'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-2314255037844872348</id><published>2006-09-10T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T18:35:49.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend - Wil in Uniform</title><content type='html'>Wil had a great game on Thursday 9/7. The Jr. Prep team played Orange County High and won 20 - 0. I'll post pictures and a recap later this week. In the meantime, look at the following photos taken from Fork Union on 9/3. The cadets are in the football stands watching the Prep team (Jr.'s and Sr.'s) play Bridgewater. Fork Union won 29 - 0! The school photographer caught these photos of the cadets in the stands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.forkunion.com/photos/93629081-L.jpg" align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.forkunion.com/photos/93629106-L.jpg" align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.forkunion.com/photos/93637541-L.jpg" align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.forkunion.com/gallery/1863718"&gt;http://photos.forkunion.com/gallery/1863718&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-2314255037844872348?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/2314255037844872348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=2314255037844872348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/2314255037844872348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/2314255037844872348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/09/labor-day-weekend-wil-in-uniform.html' title='Labor Day Weekend - Wil in Uniform'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-9058503401335786836</id><published>2006-09-02T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T09:10:53.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Got Wil Mail</title><content type='html'>Wil Mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be heard through out the neigborhood as I get the letter, do a little happy dance and bring the rare and treasured item  into the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil says he's doing o.k.   "I hate the uniform, it's hot and it's heavy. And no of course not, we can't just shine our boots, we have to "spit shine" our boots. Other than that, I'm o.k.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's back to full pads and hitting and drills. No running more than five yard sprints in drives.&lt;br /&gt;His first game is this Wednesday in Orange and if all goes well we'll all be there to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for more photos and an update next week after the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-9058503401335786836?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/9058503401335786836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=9058503401335786836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/9058503401335786836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/9058503401335786836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-got-wil-mail.html' title='We Got Wil Mail'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00213665941762388016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-778405640651580919</id><published>2006-08-30T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:20:58.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday August 24 Was A Great Day</title><content type='html'>Thursday August 24 was a great day - sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil called home! Unfortunately we weren't there to get the  call. He wanted to tell us that the scrimmage was on for Friday and that he wouldn't be playing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; he would really appreciate it if we would come anyway. (as if we wouldn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you might be asking why weren't we home at 8.30 at night to get a call from Wil?  Well, I would answer, it's because we were in the emergency room with Charlie preparing for an emergency appendectomy. That's why it was a great day. God got us in the right time to the right hospital and the right doctors  and Charlie is now appendix-less, but very healthy and doing great, but I get ahead of my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here we are in the emergency room checking voice mails and we get the most pitiful sounding message from Wil that it makes his dad cry "but, why isn't he playing, is he alright?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo,  while we waited on test results I was busily trying to get into the phone in the coaches office to inquire about Wil and to let him know about Charlie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; to see if maybe Wil could come home to see his brother. Again, it was a great day. I was able to get through (the phones are on for only 30 mins for cadets to inform thair parents of the scrimmage) I actually got to speak to a coach and indeed Wil can come home after the scrimmage on Friday. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P8250005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P8250005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Wil didn't play in the scrimmage. He has suffered shin splints in his left leg and a bum right knee. They are painful but he will heal. Wil came home with his sister and dad after the scrimmage. They stopped at McDonald's and Wil said it tastes like Ruth's Chris Steakhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie was so glad to see him.  Charlie got into mom and dads bed where Maggie and Will  joined him so they could see each other and catch up.  It was great to see them all together. We had a barbecue at the house on Sat afternoon so the neighbors could come and see Wil and wish Charlie well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to see Wil and touch him and love on him. It was hard to have him away and be hurt but I got to see him and encourage him in person so taking him back on Sunday first thing in the morning wasn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-778405640651580919?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/778405640651580919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=778405640651580919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/778405640651580919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/778405640651580919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/08/thursday-august-24-was-great-day.html' title='Thursday August 24 Was A Great Day'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00213665941762388016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-677600421865166983</id><published>2006-08-20T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T15:57:20.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wil's First Week on The Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P8190017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P8190017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At 5'9"/200 lbs, the Jr. Prep squad coaches selected Wil to play both the "O-Line" and the"D-Line" (as the players call it). FUMA  played a scrimage against Amherst yesterday (Sat 8/19) - FUMA is in white; Wil is the lineman #61 -  in the middle, leaning over with his hand not yet on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their team got soundly beaten in this scrimage, but they also showed some good team play. Wil made several good blocks off the line and pushed around one of the Amherst boys who was bigger than him. His immediate challenge will be to not only learn his position, but to learn the game. For instance; on defense, he came off the snap and blocked well, but didn't pay attention to the ball movement and move into tackling mode - he just kept blocking his man! For his first organized football scrimage after only 5 days of practice, I would rate his performance as an A. He hustled on the field, played his position, listened to his coaches and had a great attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P8190023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P8190023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Amherst HS football boosters hosted a lunch of Subway sandwiches for the players after the game and I got to visit with Wil for the first time since we dropped him off on Sunday 8/13 (after the game they got to take showers and change into their athletics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked great, felt great, sounded great, was smiling and said he was having a good time. He had the usual list of gripes; the food s*cks, some of the kids are annonying, there's nothing to do in their free time - "Dad are you going to send me a TV? ... and a laptop? I really need one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the photo above, we ate lunch tailgate style. One of his new friends (I forgot his name) is from Richmond. He got a concussion on Friday and had a mountain-sized headache and didn't play. The bummer was that his parents didn't come to the game. I asked him if he'd like to call them and hardly finished my sentence before his eyes lit up and he said "Yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil got to talk to his Mom on the phone - and he got to listen to voice messages from his Mom and Maggie. We gave him a case of Gatorade and a new care package with some beef jerkey, chocolates from Maggie and Charlie,  short socks (his favorites) and two letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said next week they were doing more conditioning and running - not his favorite things :(. The following week classes start (9/01) and they move from a casual environment to full military drill, rules, new barracks, permanent room and roommate, etc. Wil had a great 1st game and we had a good time visiting with one another. His spirits were good and although he was tired and a bit sore, I think he's making friends and having a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-677600421865166983?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/677600421865166983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=677600421865166983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/677600421865166983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/677600421865166983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/08/wils-first-week-on-line.html' title='Wil&apos;s First Week on The Line'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678854306354268993.post-7963521291195055315</id><published>2006-08-15T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T13:02:11.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUMA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Beyond Aquia - the beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P8130088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P8130088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, August 13th will not be a day our family will ever forget - not Mom, Dad, or any of the kids, Wil (14), Maggie(12) or Charlie (10). Not withstanding our "many and great provocations" against one another over the years, what we discovered today in a new way,  is the love we have for one another and especially for Wil - for today was the day that our family moved "Beyond Aquia". We took Wil to &lt;a href="http://www.forkunion.com/"&gt;Fork Union Military Academy&lt;/a&gt; to start his high school career and begin his first football camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/1600/P8130089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2881/327008582318636/320/P8130089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep - after 3 years of public school  and 6 years of home school, our firstborn is venturing out into the world - not just to boarding school, but to military school. What? &lt;a href="http://www.forkunion.com/AboutFUMA/Articles/grant-story.html"&gt;You're sending him to military school&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for Wil and for those of us at home in Aquia. Sadness is and was the theme of the day. In some respects it was to be expected - but it took us all by surprise. And unless you've lived through it, it's very hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will hopefully serve as a place for us to capture thoughts, pictures, stories and memories as we go along the path that God has for us and as our family spreads its wings and ventures out into the great unknown "Beyond Aquia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Jer%2029:11;&amp;version=47;"&gt;Jer 29:11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2678854306354268993-7963521291195055315?l=beyondaquia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/feeds/7963521291195055315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2678854306354268993&amp;postID=7963521291195055315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/7963521291195055315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2678854306354268993/posts/default/7963521291195055315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaquia.blogspot.com/2006/08/beyond-aquia-beginning.html' title='Beyond Aquia - the beginning'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07057436831182627934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
