tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48300549495022983472024-02-20T17:51:38.801-08:00Harry's Happenings------------The Secret Life of Jared BrooksHarry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-44206791428446694342009-11-20T09:34:00.000-08:002009-11-22T20:42:07.416-08:00<a href="http://www.boldpath.org/bmc/bmc/DreamGiver.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.boldpath.org/bmc/bmc/DreamGiver.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">This book is awesome! I actually read it 3 times, which I have never done before. It's starts with a parable that clarifies each person's mission in life. I am a symbolism kind of guy!</div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-56468534971625998362009-11-02T13:59:00.000-08:002009-11-02T14:02:07.957-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5HOPDppUU4kWIklg88koxFIXgSU8qy23wD-xHyiw8sugzHlSz5RyId_jp98eiQO-66pExJFS9f_gRwSNOMDM70vV7aXJfpAw3UOFS86FVf2UhBW3GBqkcYuJSk6tMYIvOLvMSsfN67wOP/s1600-h/DSCN1422.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629502716078002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5HOPDppUU4kWIklg88koxFIXgSU8qy23wD-xHyiw8sugzHlSz5RyId_jp98eiQO-66pExJFS9f_gRwSNOMDM70vV7aXJfpAw3UOFS86FVf2UhBW3GBqkcYuJSk6tMYIvOLvMSsfN67wOP/s320/DSCN1422.JPG" /></a> In case you can't tell, the rock is a complete 90 degree drop off. Yep, and I had a breakfast burrito 1 hour prior...<br /><div></div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-77590085738379744432009-06-12T21:19:00.001-07:002009-06-12T23:31:34.776-07:00My last 2 Reads<div align="center">Books I have recently finished and that I highly recommend:</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSVkOAdEGRc/SjM-WMENj6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/wehuReIbP7k/s1600-h/alas_babylon_large.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346685733535846306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSVkOAdEGRc/SjM-WMENj6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/wehuReIbP7k/s320/alas_babylon_large.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Alas, Babylon</span><br />by Pat Frank<br />Cold War Fiction<br />It made me think of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">scenarios</span> I would never have thought of otherwise, and how to take emergency preparedness to the next step. A bit of a love story mixed with action, mystery and unity in the community. Nothing wrong with a little romance. </div><div align="center">---<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSVkOAdEGRc/SjM-RZi6XOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3D2XUK2PEEw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346685651254926562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSVkOAdEGRc/SjM-RZi6XOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3D2XUK2PEEw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;">Infidel</span><br />by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ayaan</span></span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Hirsi</span></span> Ali<br />A look into the life of a Muslim woman; not a book for a weak <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">stomach</span>. Although I don't believe all of what she teaches is true, she is still an amazing leader. A real eye opener... </div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-17672163016192004262009-02-27T14:55:00.000-08:002009-03-01T21:45:46.772-08:00Summit of Mount Humphreys<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT850bBOET5P9ssGL2Vt9c-lRJ7KnSI4_N1MCWVFsR6sKNsvM7K4x9ea2CvL0_IfhnpWRINPDU2cye94ZyFovWJdWqUHUoqE9qa1CyI-jpNOgVij9D8oG0sy33GHTo4Fw9vNtGUvZqomy6/s1600-h/_Device_Memory_home_user_pictures_IMG00034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307616163519893890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT850bBOET5P9ssGL2Vt9c-lRJ7KnSI4_N1MCWVFsR6sKNsvM7K4x9ea2CvL0_IfhnpWRINPDU2cye94ZyFovWJdWqUHUoqE9qa1CyI-jpNOgVij9D8oG0sy33GHTo4Fw9vNtGUvZqomy6/s400/_Device_Memory_home_user_pictures_IMG00034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Last year I set off on a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">treacherous</span> adventure with my 2 companions Jeff Crane and Justin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Rohner</span>. After a vigorous climb to the summit of Mount <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Humphrey's</span>, the highest point in Arizona, at 12633 feet, we breathed the fresh air and soaked in the prideful conquer. It was a beautiful view and a gorgeous day. . We are planning another hike this summer. Bring it on! </div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-59747353932601641912009-01-24T00:15:00.000-08:002011-10-24T14:20:31.873-07:00Scout Campout<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8j95wRFtltiaxyEKChXvbmY5UzajRZTmn1A__qvvlOdzLwr-QRkyGqS8YzdVYohznUDdx1jAtzNgxAFNqzffxkH7sjI0BAEUrcJHM_As1FWOhqZ7g_woSNqxKuHh2hoXj5Qh2Z97OGvDg/s1600-h/Snow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294771275951252386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8j95wRFtltiaxyEKChXvbmY5UzajRZTmn1A__qvvlOdzLwr-QRkyGqS8YzdVYohznUDdx1jAtzNgxAFNqzffxkH7sjI0BAEUrcJHM_As1FWOhqZ7g_woSNqxKuHh2hoXj5Qh2Z97OGvDg/s400/Snow.jpg" border="0" /></a> Up on the Rim passed Forest Lakes.<br /></div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-76857209031625806552008-03-21T16:13:00.000-07:002008-03-21T21:00:48.491-07:00Pride n Me<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Lw-qlozGYAQ_zFe0hOVFS4IsUfrvqT8TNYPSEzUjiaa22q2jVclxLOEqjxaTnDfLsMliE3SePT0JelV0JZdrS8YFH3qS0kELw26WPZRlwv3d00Gxlt4J9yxw-1xM-7Ta4tgp1bMqPP0h/s1600-h/Pride+and+me.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180337222021183858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Lw-qlozGYAQ_zFe0hOVFS4IsUfrvqT8TNYPSEzUjiaa22q2jVclxLOEqjxaTnDfLsMliE3SePT0JelV0JZdrS8YFH3qS0kELw26WPZRlwv3d00Gxlt4J9yxw-1xM-7Ta4tgp1bMqPP0h/s400/Pride+and+me.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">We have a bit of Austin in all of us!</div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-55452520724651653592008-02-14T16:38:00.000-08:002008-02-15T14:35:08.833-08:00Tuscan Sun<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr3cNwgHjVTSBxttIbMJUevq4GI-ALNFTbO4S55N2XAtIdHaDk9nO_JXnJy96KY20436oiIWpdQIfNSZEgD2R-tcz2NSSbT48vcVd6IIcC9TeLejmQaZbCyiHu-A8loJ2InhHYRV3NxT77/s1600-h/tuscan+jared+%26+sarah2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167051423810421314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr3cNwgHjVTSBxttIbMJUevq4GI-ALNFTbO4S55N2XAtIdHaDk9nO_JXnJy96KY20436oiIWpdQIfNSZEgD2R-tcz2NSSbT48vcVd6IIcC9TeLejmQaZbCyiHu-A8loJ2InhHYRV3NxT77/s400/tuscan+jared+%26+sarah2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6wSjJXsZI24vQ9b9XiN2Ul1S8nK2PWt_imij6ZUx1eEUuX0-Q6JRK4mOl7D32iXjEfeLIF3J7nm5qxvErjVl_IRjAAj5ZvZeDPEmUm1oGNLy_5ASXtKAJ41dE_5UVI11fLgE_xK6WDEM/s1600-h/tuscany+jared.jpg"></a><div>As many of you know, I have been away for quite some time, and because of the country's circumstances where I lived, I was not able to contact any of you. Here is a picture of the Chateau de Ficion where I lived for 1 month as a vineyard trainee. Jauque, my trainer, ended up being the most diffucult man I have ever met, yet has become one of my best friends. I stayed in the upper room next to Jauque's 2 children, Ren and Eva overlooking the valley just down from the vineyard. We woke every morning to the songs of the roosters and spectrums of the sun, while we retired to our rooms by the misty dawn for the night. </div><div></div><div>My legs have strengthened from the lack of motor transportation we so commonly taken for granted in the Americas, and I have learned to better enjoy the simple splendor of solemn roads that seem to long to cite their history.</div><div></div><div>As you can see from the picture I was not alone. I spent most of my days walking the meadows, listening to the many variety of birds sing, and experience the Tuscan Dance, along side my "Mistress", Sarita... We were destined to meet, or better yet, our hearts yearned that some distant day our characters would unite in the fire of the sun, or as so many great poets have said, we fell in love. And much to the dismay of the train of destiny, which so relentlessly separates both sides of the land it so frequently sunders, we have not spent but more than minutes apart. </div><div>And oh the minutes, but are they not truly hours, days, or even lifetimes away.</div><div></div><div>Well I must go, for I feel such a greater avocation ahead, yet I cherish every moment as ardently as time permits me. </div></div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-67681509171611597182008-01-06T21:34:00.001-08:002012-08-07T14:44:42.668-07:00My first movie!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8SUjgEQmUAFBh2D0k7BRka1y8aopPQ9E00aiXM75RvhzwlST4TK46CuHktcYEee01GkB_FAXfympc76eztXKAeLapqlnGazoWEuZipMaoBC_L951UcGysgH9YNr0AmwVAKW_jyGl-WvJG/s1600-h/Jared+as+Quigley.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152604209758441746" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8SUjgEQmUAFBh2D0k7BRka1y8aopPQ9E00aiXM75RvhzwlST4TK46CuHktcYEee01GkB_FAXfympc76eztXKAeLapqlnGazoWEuZipMaoBC_L951UcGysgH9YNr0AmwVAKW_jyGl-WvJG/s320/Jared+as+Quigley.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a> There has been much debate on the subject of Quigley being played by Tom Seleck. It wasn't Tom, although he did try out for the part.<br />
<div>
</div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-24436973188341299332008-01-03T22:35:00.000-08:002008-01-03T22:40:14.233-08:00The Africa Trip<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjE5X-XOa-IZppN-1Q8MpPcbcJJLJeSLNSDg-7IgjLxGtAYXN2CHzyPJdlA7GsEZJRAIqRq-WlFgqaPYDJfR7hwuNWHv0wBZ7Z1ANzHz_aDvt9-Yi_GlxmEj7WtVCtOKsqxPWZ9QC299Oz/s1600-h/my+safari.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151506493426995458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjE5X-XOa-IZppN-1Q8MpPcbcJJLJeSLNSDg-7IgjLxGtAYXN2CHzyPJdlA7GsEZJRAIqRq-WlFgqaPYDJfR7hwuNWHv0wBZ7Z1ANzHz_aDvt9-Yi_GlxmEj7WtVCtOKsqxPWZ9QC299Oz/s320/my+safari.jpg" border="0" /></a>While seeing a man about a horse I came across a friendly beast. It was such a beautiful day and luckily the lions were not very hungry, although the guide said it was because of my ugly life preserver. It's a jacket by the way!<br /><div></div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-86603378310185500062008-01-03T21:44:00.000-08:002008-02-15T14:33:24.639-08:00Andes Mountains<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbeg9MGO_ExYwZovgS8FK0L6rUdHDOigsOVBJCD0Qt9A-5-G4CjKo1TcOijOjiT3WI7HYfV0ew69fpViJB71D8E4gBEbkG_MHjjXYp3bd1VtXyPofszzjamGJe4PDYzAR7wg8syiImlrn4/s1600-h/Andes+mountain+with+goat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151497293607047378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbeg9MGO_ExYwZovgS8FK0L6rUdHDOigsOVBJCD0Qt9A-5-G4CjKo1TcOijOjiT3WI7HYfV0ew69fpViJB71D8E4gBEbkG_MHjjXYp3bd1VtXyPofszzjamGJe4PDYzAR7wg8syiImlrn4/s320/Andes+mountain+with+goat.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This was my Andes Mountain Trip. Just Last week... We ran out of food after hiking up 1000 feet, and suddenly came to this giant goat. Although it looks like a horse. We did not want for food after that...</div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830054949502298347.post-62937154980131388092007-12-29T22:07:00.000-08:002007-12-29T22:09:49.926-08:00This is my blog<div>This was my exciting Kayak Trip up at the Gila River. Yep it was coooooold!</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwk5lorLg22Bz6HsWBl6s_oWAdu6ByCq-txk9ZFj8f7Ym0tAqmqL7guw9rKz776er3otec_kpyL-6a9dbBSwkX4MvrBFW98o_Lh6rAKQz1M8iId5ztOY4DPtRzhlIb3XX3yJHFUFd3ddgi/s1600-h/865942-R1-11-11A_013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149644045283594386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwk5lorLg22Bz6HsWBl6s_oWAdu6ByCq-txk9ZFj8f7Ym0tAqmqL7guw9rKz776er3otec_kpyL-6a9dbBSwkX4MvrBFW98o_Lh6rAKQz1M8iId5ztOY4DPtRzhlIb3XX3yJHFUFd3ddgi/s320/865942-R1-11-11A_013.jpg" border="0" /></a></div>Harry Brookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08015409557641046432noreply@blogger.com1