Craig at 452 lbs.

Project Help Craig Lose Weight and Recover From Spinal Fusion!

Good friends!  I am hoping you will forward my cause and make a small donation.  I am having mobility problems and don't want to get a scooter.  I could trike to campus, to the market but I am flat busted only drawing $6.00 per hour on my employee long-term disability.

Would you Donate $5.00 and forward my URL http://craigscornucopia.blogspot.com/

I am 48 and in fair health but if I want to be around longer, I must increase my mobility and lose weight.  I need $1,200 to get the special tricycle that will hold my 452lbs. I will take down this page when I reach $1,200 and any over amount I will donate to the local free bike program in my city.  I also want to ride my trike to NAMI Walks (National Alliance on Mental Illness)  NAMI helped me get certified as a Credentialed Peer Recovery Support Specialist.  I want to get back to work part time soon.  I have had a tremendous amount of pain and depression with this surgery (L4-L5 Titanium Spinal Fusion.  My work is important tome and I could even use the trike to go to a part time job.  Feel free to contact me ufocraig@hotmail.com or call me (My phone is on my facebook profile).

Craig's Cornucopia Maiden Voyage: Is Freedom Just A Word?

"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose. . ."_Kris Kristofferson

In this c. 1772 portrait by John Singleton Copley, Adams points at the Massachusetts Charter, which he viewed as a constitution that protected the peoples' rights.

What is "freedom?"  Janice Joplin sang of it in the famous song "Me and Bobby McGee."  Freedom is many things.  Writing this and publishing this blog is a U.S. Constitutional right of freedom of speech and press.  I am free to make choices and free to reap the consequences of my choices.  So where does freedom start?   It is only just to acknowledge that freedom came to me at a grisly cost.  The blood of my Native American and Anglo ancestors paid the price for me to live and exist in a "free" society.

As the season turns to Autumn and the leaves turn with wisps of cooler winds, I make my way through the pain of  my recent spinal fusion surgery.  You see, I am free to push forward from the pain and make my way to Native Roots Market in the old downtown district of the lovely university town of Norman, OK, USA.  I am free to pick out some butternut squash grown locally.  Native Roots allows me to choose a charity for the discount I get for bringing my own shopping bag.  "Put my token in for the Norman Women's Resource Center."



Just a little shopping trip, but it says so much about our freedom.  I can think of several scenarios that would not allow me such freedom.  In "the land of the free," I might have been a Japanese-American in 1942 and been forced from my freedoms and into an internment camp.  I could have been a clerk in a 1984 Orwellian Amerikka and been sentenced to reprogramming because I was a "thought criminal" having natural desires and a secret love of the arts.

Freedom is something that is/was paid for, it is earned and learned.  Freedom is greater than any amount of material wealth, ask anyone that has ever been arrested.  There are those who want to capitalize by seeking to limit the freedoms of others.  We do well to stand vigilant to expose this.  We live in a day of war-mongering and we Americans have allowed our Constitutional freedom to be exacted from us under the guise of a "War on Terror," The Patriot Act. Craig's Cornucopia  launches her maiden-head voyage, her captain a Husband, Dad, Grandfather, Uncle, Cousin, and Son: Craig Allen Corbin.__©2011 Craig A. Corbin