A NEW POEM BY DACKER THICKE

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LORD KNOWS HOW HARD I HAVE TRIED

Granted the fact that I am vain

All of life’s weakness to share,

Drawn to nicotine, alcohol and cocaine

A natural candidate for Satan’s lair

Desperately needing that sedative release

Unobtainable by guts alone

Frantically dreaming of the inner peace

Alcoholics and drug addicts have known.

The refreshing nature of spirits, wine and beer,

Instant release by the needle and pot

Elevating one’s spirits to a much higher sphere

Away from living’s painful lot.

Secluding myself in my secret retreat

Narcotics and booze before me

Never again pain and troubles to repeat

Tranquility and peace my fervent plea.

Gasping for breath, ‘pot’ certainly not my bag

Undaunted, confident of the other alternatives

‘Ugh’ the taste of alcohol, I find a real drag.

Definitely, for my weak stomach, too corrosive.

To drive a dirty needle into this beautiful body,

Injecting a substance, it’s quality unknown,

The brains in my head would have to be cloudy,

For such senseless destruction to be shown.

It’s no use, I can’t take this route,

My weakness and logic collide,

Therapeutic results definitely in doubt

Lord knows how hard I have tried.

-Dacker Thicke

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A SHORT STORY BY DACKER THICKE

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Hello,

I’m Dacker Thicke, thanks for visiting my blog. I am 90 years old and the oldest member of the famous Thicke family. I am a veteran of WWII and have lived a life full of adventure. I am now a published author of 4 books. I am posting a short story for your viewing pleasure. If you like what you read scroll further to see a description of each of my novels and a link to purchase them. Each book is unique and I’m sure there is a book to peak every reader’s interest. Don’t be shy give them a browse I’m sure you’ll be pleasantly surprised.

BORN LOSER
I had never won a damn thing in my entire life, yet I kept trying.
Whatever possessed me to pay twenty bucks for a chance on a brand
new Cadillac, I can’t tell you, unless it was the sign that said only five
thousand tickets were to be sold? That’s one chance in five thousand, a hell of a sight better than any of those lottery tickets. Can you believe that I, a born loser, won? I didn’t even have enough money for the gas to drive it away.
The news came just as I was leaving my room to keep a ten a.m.
interview for a janitorial job. Informed there was a full tank of gas, I
decided to pick up my win on the way to the interview. I was dressed up in the best suit and shoes I’d ever owned, a present to myself after
working ten weeks planting tree seedlings, the most back-breaking work known to man. After another eleven weeks without a job, I was wishing to hell I’d never bought the clothes.
I pulled into the big fruit cannery parking lot and looked around for a
parking space. A distinguished-looking gentleman called over and said “Take my spot. I’m going out.” I thanked him and waited while he pulled out. After parking, I walked up to the cannery office.
I found the receptionist and said I was there to apply for the position.
Yes, she interrupted, that was Mr. Cooper you just spoke to. He will be back shortly. He asked that the applicant be shown into his private
office.
Strange, I thought, the man must be filled with humility to be so
gracious to a janitorial applicant. The receptionist seated me in a soft leather chair and served me a coffee and a danish. I was starved. I hadn’t had enough money to buy breakfast.
Ten minutes later Mr. Cooper came in with his hand outstretched.
Cooper, he said.
Jackson, I replied.
I’m not going to ask you for a long list of your accomplishments, he said. Your car and clothes speak for themselves. I admire success. I’ll ask you one question, though: Can you handle the job?
Without hesitation I said, “Certainly.” thinking to myself that if I can’t
change a few light bulbs, unplug a sink or cut a little grass then I’d better give up.
“Fine,” he said, “the job is yours. You will be on your own. Your main
function is to see that the pineapple planting continues on schedule and we get a full progress report every week. Your secretary will have it all set up for you there.  She knows every step of the program. All we ask is a full crop at the end of the year. My receptionist will give you your advance, plane ticket and the keys to your bungalow and car in Hawaii.
You can park your car in our garage here to use whenever you take a
trip back.” With that he stood up and shook my hand, dismissing me.
Dazed, I returned to the foyer. The receptionist was expecting me and
handed me a briefcase, keys, a plane ticket and a cash advance of a
thousand dollars.
“The directions to the plantation are in the briefcase, Sir.” she said to
me. “They’ll be informed that you’ll be arriving to take charge, may I
have your full name and social insurance number for our files?”
“Thank you,” I mumbled and took out a pen to write out the
information she requested. “By the way,” I asked her, “what was the
final figure we agreed upon for the wage?”
“Seventy-five thousand a year in the usual increments and added
bonuses,” she replied.
“Thank you again,” I said, still stunned. I wasn’t about to point out their error.
Those people on the island better be on their toes when I get there, I
thought to myself. A man who’s personally planted two hundred
thousand fir seedlings will certainly know how to plant a few
pineapples, especially with a secretary to show me how.

Thank-you for reading. If you scroll further down the page you will see and read descriptions of my full length novels.

-Dacker Thicke

Buy my books on amazon.com

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Piper to the rear is my 1st book it chronicles how I went from being the bad boy of Kirkland lake Ontario to reform school and to the Front lines of WWII at the tender age of 15, coming of age while dodging enemy fire.

To purchase this book click here:

http://www.amazon.com/Piper-Rear-Other-Stories-Life/dp/1484005759/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1390601714&sr=8-1&keywords=piper+to+the+rear

By Dacker Thicke

Atoll Haven is my second book it is a modern day adventure in the tradition of Robinson Crusoe, Blue Lagoon and Swiss Family Robinson.

To purchase this book click this link:

http://www.amazon.com/Atoll-Haven-Dacker-Thicke/dp/1484182715/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1390602105&sr=8-1&keywords=Atoll+haven

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Unique and Outrageous is my third book it is a collection of short stories. No matter what genre you prefer there is something for everyone: Comedy, Drama, Intrigue, Action, Adventure, Romance, even a little Erotica. Each story is lovingly written and always surprising.

To purchase this book click this link:

http://www.amazon.com/Unique-Outrageous-Dacker-Thicke/dp/1492292761/ref=pd_rhf_dp_p_imgnr_3

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Life Giver,  Life Taker is my fourth book. This novel will keep you guessing it’s a real page turner, you’ll never guess what awaits you when you pick it up. Life Giver, Life Taker, will challenge the bounds of your imagination.

To purchase this book click this link:

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For further inquiries or for a signed copy of any of the books, you can email me at: dackerthicke@gmail.com

Here is a Poem I wrote called “The Past”

THE PAST

The past is the past
No longer existent
Like water under the bridge
Live in the present
The present is so briefly the now
Which is constantly moving into time
Becoming the future
Our lives have no time
For what has been before
It takes all our effort to take advantage
Of the wonderful moving existence
We dare not to keep up
Our beings demand it to be so
Do not think of the last breath
Look Hopefully
To the next
And the next
That is what really counts
Most of all
Be grateful to our creator
For all of our great nows

-Dacker Thicke

Dacker’s Comments To A Mexican Newspaper

Dacker’s Comments to a Mexican Newspaper

 Initially life does not provide a purpose it permits one to be a living being and an equal. It is up to each living being to develop: personality, philosophy, spirituality, sensuality, humility, compassion, morality and so on. All of which are developed in time through circumstances, environment, outside influences or existing family examples and instructions.

 How each person accepts and absorbs the above determines their character. Not every living person is fortunate enough to enjoy the full results of everything initially afforded them in life. Life has not provided them normal physical or mental abilities. Society has labeled these persons with the term “handicapped”.

Hadicapped people are not usually able to enjoy the full environmental, social and economic situations in life because of their particular handicap. Consequently they often find themselves confined to a lower standard of living. Many handicapped people spend much of their lives house bound and lacking in many of life’s pleasures which are afforded to others. It is the purpose of this article to change their lot in life and give them purpose.

 It is usually through a sensitive and caring outside interest that a handicapped person can have the opportunity to improve their circumstances in life such as through organizations such as DIVAC (Discapacitados Vallartenses).

 Often unfeeling, uncaring people look upon a handicapped person as someone to fear and avoid or somehow deserving or responsible for their own handicap. This line of thinking is ridiculous of course. More often there are understanding caring people who would like to help a less fortunate person, if they only knew how. It is this category that I find myself.

 Throughout my life and presently in Mexico, I have distributed glasses by the thousands to poor villagers, given out hearing aids, crutches, wheelchairs and other prosthetics to individuals in need.

 I cannot explain the pleasure I experience when I see the expressions of gratitude on the faces of the recipients of these gifts. Please understand, the last thing I desire is expressions of gratitude. I have already experienced my reward. In Buddha’s teachings we are our own worst enemy through the workings of our own minds. We feel how we think and we think how we fell. It is we who decide what we should be thinking in the first place.

 I hate money, mostly because I have so little of it. I feel so guilty when I think of my comfort level, many people are happy with much less than I have. I should mention that I am not a wealthy man, I live on an old age pension which I spend as fast as I can get it.

 My Family is mostly multimillionaires. They are professionals, doctors, movie actors, singers or Hollywood producers, which includes my daughter Lori. She throws a thousand dollars my way quite often though I do not want her to. She is expanding her company by opening more offices here in Mexico. Other family members do not offer me money because they believe I give it away. I do not unless necessary.

 I have lived to to ripe old age of 90, having survived 5 ½ years in World War II from which I returned from with slight injuries. Later I married and raised a son and daughter later as a single father. Having experienced various exciting life styles, I am none the less very sadly aware of those many less fortunate than I. I have devoted a portion of my life to helping the needy wherever I could.

 I am at present devoting my time and meager finances to building a “free for the handicapped” motor launch to accommodate people in wheelchairs as well as other types of disabilities. This motor boat is equipped with a private handicapped washroom facility among other helpful modifications. The launch is called “IL Lori I”. I have another panga called “IL Lori II” should there be a large response, a third 7 passenger launch is available also. All of which would be free to the handicapped.

 The program would be an excursion by day out on the Bay of Banderas, starting in the morning with breakfast, trolling from four positions, site seeing, snorkeling and swimming as well as fishing depending of level of ability, lunch is included as well.

 God has assisted me with procuring the four boats I currently own but I have depleted all of my finances and I am forced to seek an angel. I need a 200 HP outboard motor and several life-jackets. I also pray I will meet people who will assist me in the everyday expenses of operating the launch. The cost per day are as follows:

 Captain’s fee…………………………………$400.00 pesos

Fuel……………………………………………. $600.00 pesos

Food…………………………………………… $500.00 pesos

Bait………………………………………………$100.00 pesos

 The launch and my services are free.

 Originally I received the launch hull fr,om Senor Jose Igartua, owner of then Hotel Las Palmas By The Sea. It was with the understanding it would be used to help the handicapped. It was very considerate of him. I am also a volunteer member of DIVAC. DIVAC’s president is Ivan Applegate.

 EPILOGUE:

 On conclusion of this letter I became very ill and had a series of surgeries to save my life. It was necessary for Lori to travel to Mexico to help me liquidate my assets including my boats and motor home. I am now fully recovered, broke but thankful for my military pension, a loving family and God’s blessing. I am now free to continue helping the less fortunate here in Canada.

 -Dacker Thicke

What and Who Am I

                                                    What and who am I?

You are a member of the human being animal race who are different from all other living creatures, having developed a far more elaborate, thinking, feeling, and creative ability.
Who are YOU? You are original, unique, and special: there is no other exactly like you in this whole Universe. Appreciate this fact: love your own uniqueness; live in your own uniqueness; and enjoy your life. There is only one lifetime here on Earth, so utilize your human abilities to dwell in harmony with every other living and growing inhabitant of the World, and assist in the growth and development of all life. Specifically avoid any form of destruction to any other species.
We all have is a Soul, our gift from the one original creative source. Let this gift uplift you, and grow beyond your furthest dreams.
We feel how we think, and think how we are feeling. When we think wrong then we feel wrong. It is we who decide what we should be thinking in the first place.
Our bodies, similar to all growing organic matter, depends on nourishment. We are responsible to provide the growing nourishment to our bodies and are no different from all the other growing matter.
Some elements while nourishing can become addictive for want of a better word, particularly such a substances nicotine, codeine, caffeine, and alcohol, to mention a few.
Once introduced to our bodies on a repeated bases, our bodies become addicted, and immediately build up an appetite for the addictive substance. After continued use, if we deny the body a further supply, the body sets up a painful demand for more of the substance. We become the self committed slave of our body’s demand for more. The only solution is to fight our addiction, by cutting off the supply. The organs use up the latest supply, and for a brief time, perhaps a matter of a few days, there is no more of the addictive element in the body system and the organs are able to cleanse and regenerate. Only the addictive memory remains with the addictive persons mind which then requires the addict to reprogram their thinking process.
As a thinking and feeling person now has to understand the penalties of their addiction. It is a proven fact that there is a loss of  seven to fifteen years life expectancy if the habit continues due to the damage done to the internal organs. There are many other consequence associated with  addiction: the destruction of ones family life and friendships, the depletion of finances, and the eventual absence of happiness and joy. Only with permanent and absolute abstinence can any semblance of normal life be restored.

-Dacker Thicke

Facts are the Undeniable Truth

FACTS ARE THE UNDENIABLE TRUTH

My name is Dacker Thicke, I am 89 years old, and yes I am as vulnerable as anyone else is to being susceptible to an addiction. Though, I first gained all the facts of the elements of addiction in discussion and realized its possible detrimental effects on my continued good health. Thankfully, with the knowledge gained I decided not to experiment with my body and never became an addict, unlike so many others who listened to the suggestions of other about the pleasure that could be derive from trying the substance.

As human beings we are by nature self favoring and if we hear of a substance which is pleasing to or bodies we may submit to the temptation, and experiment with it without investigating the possible detrimental effect that it could have on our bodies, and on our continued good health, and ultimately the shortening of our life span.

Please be intelligent. Investigate all of the possible Facts concerning what the continuing use of the product will have on your body. Consider the Proven detrimental effects on your health and your life expectancy; especially the difficulty to be able to discontinue using it when you wish to.

Once addicted , we are no longer in control. Our bodies now saturated by the product, demand continual saturation, and to deny the constant application, causes our bodies to react very unpleasantly. We become SELF INDUCED SLAVES to our body’s demands. We are financially reduced, our domestic life is in turmoil, and in many cases is destroyed, our friends abandon us, and we are systematically committing a slow form of suicide. Is this addiction worth all of this?

Who is the culprit? OUR OWN MINDS are the enemy that you did not realize. You control your mind.
All you have to do is just say “I DON’T NEED ALL THIS CRAP” and say “NO MORE, AS OF THIS MOMENT!” Once your body is denied the product, it uses up what it has accumulated, and goes back to its normal function of self regeneration, by destroying old damaged cells and creating new cells to replace them. In no time the body cleans itself back to health, and to regenerate your own thinking you have to do the same and just TAKE OVER YOUR OWN BRAIN.

-Dacker Thicke

Here is a poem I wrote

KISS ASS

Life presents some opportunities
A smart man doesn’t let pass
The whole secret to success,
Is to know when to kiss ass.

It is not an act to perform
On idle speculation,
Pros and cons to be considered,
A profit and loss calculation.

One doesn’t press their lips
To that choicest spot
Without knowing for certain
Just how much is in the pot.

It is OK to have principles,
A list of do’s and don’ts
So long as these qualities
Don’t incur too many I won’ts.

So my friends let’s face it
I don’t wear a minister’s collar
My life is to be admired
Never interfering with making a dollar.

I have now taken kissing ass
Down to a fine art
Although sometimes I must confess
To being the recipient of the occasional stale fart.

-Dacker Thicke