Tuesday, December 27, 2011

For Angell Lefebvre

Angell this morning, we were all given the shocking phone call about your passing earlier today. Well Kiddo, we certainly have known each other for a long time as you may remember that we first met around 1985 when you were just a little child living with a single Mom Bonnie, who is also my friend. Then we all watched you grow into a beautiful young lady.
As you know Angell, I am also a person who is battling Cancer, so when I heard that you had your own battle with Cancer I thought, “Angell will beat this!”, as “Angell is a tough cookie!”
Then when you did not, it brought into real focus my own battle and I wondered if I could ever show the Grace and Courage that you have shown all, at how well you do this.
Angell if I may share some of my belief, please know that you and your family are in my thoughts and prayers moment by moment these days.
As I believe, that your passing is more to be envied then pitied, for us mere mortals cannot distinguish between those who are deserving of Grace and those who are not.
Only GOD can and as such the all-knowing, He knows of the good person that you are Angell.
I am confident that you now enjoy that bliss, which is prepared only for the good and virtuous.
As we all can now comfort ourselves in reflecting that you now enjoy in substance, what we in this world, can only imagine what heaven will be like.
Angell I pray that as GOD takes you into His arms, that He also gives comfort to your Children, Husband and Family, giving them all the strength to go through this very difficult time together.
You are and were, too young to leave us, this soon!
May You Rest In Peace Angell.
Sincerely with Love and Tears, from Richard & all of his Family...

Friday, December 16, 2011


THE HURON CAROL = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6IG6F6E5Ac
The "Huron Carol" (or "'Twas in the Moon of Wintertime") is a Christmas hymn, written in 1643 by Jean de Brébeuf, a Christian missionary at Sainte-Marie among the Hurons in Canada. Brébeuf wrote the lyrics in the native language of the Huron/Wendat people; the song's original Huron title is "Jesous Ahatonhia" ("Jesus, he is born"). The song's melody is a traditional French folk song, "Une Jeune Pucelle" ("A Young Maid"). The well known English lyrics were written in 1926 by Jesse Edgar Middleton. This version is performed by Heather Dale, and sung in Wendat (Huron), French and English.

Ehstehn yayau deh tsaun we yisus ahattonnia
O na wateh wado:kwi nonnwa 'ndasqua entai
ehnau sherskwa trivota nonnwa 'ndi yaun rashata
Iesus Ahattonnia, Ahattonnia, Iesus Ahattonnia.

Ayoki onki hm-ashe eran yayeh raunnaun
yauntaun kanntatya hm-deh 'ndyaun sehnsatoa ronnyaun
Waria hnawakweh tond Yosehf sataunn haronnyaun
Iesus Ahattonnia, Ahattonnia, Iesus Ahattonnia.

Chretiens, prenez courage,
Jesus Sauveur est ne!
Du malin les ouvrages
A jamais sont ruines.
Quand il chante merveille,
A ces troublants appas
Ne pretez plus l'oreille:
Jesus est ne, Iesus Ahattonnia.

Oyez cette nouvelle,
Dont un ange est porteur!
Oyez! ames fideles,
Et dilatez vos coeurs.
La Vierge dans l'etable
Entoure de ses bras
L'Enfant-Dieu adorable.
Jesus est ne, Iesus Ahattonnia.

Let Christian men take heart today
The devil's rule is done;
Let no man heed the devil more,
For Jesus Christ is come
But hear ye all what angels sing:
How Mary Maid bore Jesus King.
Iesus Ahattonnia, Jesus is born, Iesus Ahattonnia.

Three chieftains saw before Noel
A star as bright as day,
"So fair a sign," the chieftains said,
"Shall lead us where it may."
For Jesu told the chieftains three:
"The star will bring you here to me."
Iesus Ahattonnia, Jesus is born, Iesus Ahattonnia.

For you with Love, from Sir Richard...

Saturday, December 10, 2011




Info on the Christmas Truce of 1914 =

A Video of what the Christmas Truce of 1914 was probably like =

"Each Christmas comes since World War I have learned its lesson well.
For the one who calls the shots won't be among the dead and lame
and on each end of the rifle we're the same..."


with Love from Sir Richard...

Monday, December 5, 2011


This Winnipeg Manitoba Lad (Sean Quigley),
played all the instruments and directed this VIDEO.
Well done I’d say and only someone from Winnipeg
would wear shorts in the winter?

Video Directed and Edited by: Sean Quigley
Song Arranged and Composed by: Sean Quigley
Recording, Mixing/Mastering and Instrumentation by: Sean Quigley
Caitlin Quigley (Camera Operation)

MERRY CHRISTMAS from Sir Richard

Thursday, December 1, 2011




My favourite time during the entire year is Christmas. The Excitement, Loves warmth during the Winter’s cold and a certain renewal of Hope is what makes it so special for me. For when I was little, as all children do I thought that I knew everything but the last thing you really want is to know as a child is too much. What you really want is for the grown-ups in your life, to make the world a safe place where dreams can come true and promises are never broken. And when you're little, it doesn't seem like a lot to ask. So Christmas for me always has and for all time, fulfilled all of these needs.

Fast forward in time to when my children were once small it was I, because of “Christmas Excitement” who never slept through the night. My children were the ones who all seemed to sleep till late Christmas morn and too my frustration an only at that time, did they finally wake up! While silly me, impatiently stayed in my bed waiting for them to come and awaken me.

Going even further forward in time, to October of 2010 it was the start of my Worst and Best Christmas ever! That was when I had my second Cancer operation to remove Stage 4 Soft Tissue Sarcoma Cancer, which at that time and so far (knock on wood), was only in my left arm.
My surgeon, plus 2 in training surgeons and my good wife, along with myself were all gathered in an examination room to talk about my 2nd operation results.
The surgeon then informed us all that the Pathology Lab said that I had Stage 4 Soft Tissue Sarcoma Cancer and regretfully also, he was unable to remove it all. So another operation was to happen to me and this would now be done by a Soft Tissue Sarcoma Cancer Specialist.

It was then that my wife asked what my prognosis at that time would be and the Surgeon then said; “That usually, the survival rates for this type of Cancer is but 1year and 5 years or more, if our program is successful”.
The room went immediately silent as a tomb, except for the gentle weeping from my wife.
All the Surgeons had their heads hung low and though in shock myself I felt compelled to do my best as a “Volunteer for The Missing” response; “That There Is Always Hope!”
By cracking jokes and trying to cheer up as best I could, all these really down people…

The next Surgeon, who is the Soft Tissue Sarcoma Cancer Specialist Surgeon, only confirmed the previous surgeon’s diagnosis, adding to it also that at the least, the worst possibility is that I may lose my left arm, if the Cancer was down to the bone.
My next operation (number #3), would be on December 23rd 2010 as there was a cancellation for that time slot and as I have an aggressive form of Cancer, waiting around was not an option.
Well I ranted of course, told many people; you included and it was then that I was given the compliment that I was handling this all so well? In actuality though for those who really know me, you know that I am only calm while helping others but with myself, never…

My thoughts at the time were; “Only one year hmmm??”, that would place my demise on this earth and arrival before GOD sometime around October, November, or December 2011. So I Prayed to GOD; “do not let this happen on Halloween please”, as I might actually be under one of those fake tombstones next year in reality. Halloween now seems not so cute anymore…
Remembrance Day, GOD please not then, as this date was and is reserved for “HEROES” and that is definitely not me!
Or Christmas, LORD please not then as I would ruin that day for many, for many years to come due to my passing.
Then one day my handling of the prognosis so well, well that all but disappeared as I walked to the mail box to do the simple task of retrieving our mail. I do not know why but I just started to cry and cry, to the point where I just could not take one more step and I almost collapsed to my knees, outside for all to see…

So then Christmas Day 2010 came and operation number #3 was over. They decided to send me home too early as they thought they were being kind but really, I should have just stayed in the hospital.
For I was in such Pain, followed by even more PAIN, yet I was also tickled pink and so relieved that I still had my left arm but I was sooo drugged up. I remember my son’s head bobbing in and out of my line of vision, the bright sun light of that Winters day burning into the back of my eyes as I was helped into my home. A Christmas dinner plate of food, that at someone kindly put before me but I wondered why? Also, I have a memory of some problem to do with my puppy dogs and the back door but really, I remember not. What I really do remember for sure is my joy that I still had my left arm (albeit a shark bite look) and also, that I had made it through this operation to this day, Christmas Day!

Well as you all know, since then I have had another Cancer operation (#4), and also another year has gone by.
GOD last year had given me this Special Christmas Gift, which was another year of life and maybe many more, sharing Christmases with all of you!
So now I would like to send you all, my Love and with all that heaven will allow from this CANCER SURVIVOR, may you have “A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!”

Sir Richard aka Richard Abbenbroek

Song #1 = Martina Mcbride - What Child Is This? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MC9cbEHjvPs
Song #2 = Trans-Siberian Orchestra - Christmas Canon http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cP26ndrmtg&ob=av2n
Song #3 = Sarah McLachlan & Diana Krall - Christmas Time is Here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FBAJoF_ndbY
Song #4 = Sarah McLachlan - Happy Xmas http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJxgqRoU0ew

Thursday, November 24, 2011

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
To free your captive Israel.
That mourns in lonely exile here,
Until the Son of God appear.

Rejoice! Rejoice!
O Israel, to you shall
come Emmanuel.

Veni, veni, Emmanuel!
Captivum solve Israel!
Qui gemit in exilio,
Privatus Dei Filio.

Gaude, gaude, Emmanuel
Nascetur pro te, Israel.

Gaude, gaude
Gaude, gaude
Gaude, gaude
Gaude, gaude

Gaude, gaude, Emmanuel
Nascetur pro te, Israel.

Gaude, gaude, Emmanuel
Nascetur pro te, Israel.

Posted for you by Sir Richard...

Thursday, November 10, 2011



Calgary's War Dead - Remembrance Day November 11th

O Eternal God,
Who has set us in this beautiful land of Canada, we remember every day.
With grateful hearts, the men and women of this nation, who have sacrificed, died, and are currently, serving on peace missions, so we might enjoy this land in peace, with freedom and justice for all.
We remember their deeds of courage, their acts of valour and their willingness to sacrifice, though engaged in wars not of their own making.
We remember that they counted the loss of their own lives to be a reasonable price to pay for the principles by which we live in Canada yesterday and today.
For this their sacrifice, for the peace they won, for the remembrance of their lives, we give thanks.
We pray in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Remembrance Day 2011 - How Will You Remember Them

Posted By Sir Richard

Tuesday, November 8, 2011



War of 1812 - 1814: Official reports suggest British/Canadian losses were 8,600 killed, wounded or missing, while the Americans suffered a total of about 11,300 casualties. Undoubtedly, there were many more on both sides, since the records kept by many militia units were neither complete nor accurate. Deaths from disease among the regulars, militia and First Nations also would add substantially to the totals.

1837 Rebellion: 325 dead, 27 of them soldiers and the rest rebels, while 13 men were executed (one by the rebels), one was murdered, one committed suicide and 2 prisoners were shot.

American Civil War 1861-1865: there were over 50,000 British North Americans (Canadians) that fought for the Union and over 10,000 for the Confederacy. It is estimated that several thousand died during the battles and from disease. Canada, at the time of the American Civil War, was only a Colony of Great Britain and became a country in 1867 partially because of the effects of the Civil War.

1870 Battle Of The Belly River: The Battle of the Belly River was the last major conflict between the Cree and the Blackfoot Confederacy, and the last major battle between First Nations in Western Canada.
The battle took place on the banks of the Belly River within the present limits of the city of Lethbridge Alberta. A devastating outbreak of smallpox had reduced the strength of the Blackfoot, and a Cree war party had come south in late October, 1870 in order to take advantage of that weakness. An advance party of Cree’s had stumbled upon a Peigan camp and decided to attack instead of informing the main Cree body of their find.
The Cree and Assiniboine Indians which included Big Bear (Mistahimaskwa), and Piapot (Payipwat), who both lead the attack.
Just in nick of time the Metis Scout, Jerry Potts with a group of Peigans and 2 Blood bands who armed with repeating rifles came to their assistance. After a daylong battle the Cree’s and Assiniboine, who lost about three hundred of their number, were put to rout. The slaughter was such that Jerry Potts said; “You could fire with your eyes shut and be sure to kill a Cree.”

Fenian Raids into Canada 1866 – 1871: Canadians - 16 killed, 2 dying later of wounds, 2 dead by heat stroke, 74 wounded, 6 captured from the Queens Own Rifles, Caledonia Rifles, 13th Battalion, York Rifles and the 2nd Battalion. Fenians - 5 killed, 2 dying later of wounds, and 17 wounded. American Casualties = 1, Sadly a Mrs. Eccles of Vermont was accidentally shot and killed by a Canadian soldier while she was watching the battle while standing on her doorstep during one of the raids.

Reil Rebellion 1885: At the Battle of Duck Lake 56 NWMP Police and 43 volunteers. They faced a similar number of Metis and First Nations, of those who died on the Police side the number was 12, and on the Metis side there were 5 killed in action. After this battle there was fear that all of the First Nations and Metis in the West would begin a war against the white people. So a total of 3300 White soldiers left Eastern Canada in the hopes of bringing peace back to the West. Meanwhile, 2000 troops in Western Canada prepared to join in as well.
Battle of Fish Creek: Altogether, 10 soldiers died and 45 were wounded; and on Gabriel Dumont's side, 5 died and 1 was wounded. Also, 55 Metis and First Nations horses had been killed.
Battle of Batoche: When Gabriel Dumont later dictated his account of the events, he stated that, "The balance sheet of these four days of desperate fighting was for us, 3 wounded and 12 dead." Gabriel Dumont's totals were radically different from the totals that General Middleton claimed. General Middleton wrote that 173 Metis were wounded and 51 were killed. It appears that both Gabriel Dumont and General Middleton were not very good at counting.

Boer War 1899 -1902: 7,400 Canadians were sent to South Africa. 224 were killed in action or by accidents and disease. Another 252 were wounded.

World War I 1914 - 1918:
1. 628,736 Canadians served.
2. 66,573 died and 138,166 were wounded.
3. 2,818 were taken prisoner of war.
4. 175 merchant seamen died by enemy action.

Canadian Siberian Expeditionary Force 1918 – 1919: was a Canadian military force sent to Vladivostok, Russia during the Russian Revolution to bolster the allied presence. Composed of 4,192 soldiers and authorized in August 1918, the force returned to Canada between April and June 1919. Leaving behind 14 who were killed in action.

Spanish Civil War 1936 – 1939: the Canadian government declared its neutrality on the outbreak of the Spanish Civil War. Most people in Canada favoured neutrality but some men joined the International Brigades. About a 1,000 Canadian citizens joined the defence of the Popular Front government. By the end of the Spanish Civil War almost half of the Canadian volunteers had been killed.

World War II 1939 - 1945:
1. 1,031,902 Canadian men and 49,963 Canadian women served.
2. 44,927 died and 43,145 were wounded.
3. 8,271 were taken prisoner of war.
4. 1,146 merchant seamen died by enemy action.

Korean War 1950 - 1953:
1. 26,791 Canadians served.
2. 516 died and 1,558 were wounded.
3. 33 were taken prisoner of war.

UN Peace Keeping 1956 - 2001: Canadians killed in action while on UN assignments since 1956. Looking at the larger picture, at least 122 Canadian peacekeepers have died while on UN assignments somewhere since 1956. The number would be much higher, of course, if we counted those who died during training or related exercises.

Viet Nam Conflict 1959-1975: it is estimated that 3,500-4,000 Canadians served in various U.S.A. Forces in South East Asia. It is also estimated that 100-145 died or were MIA (bodies never recovered). Canadian casualties are included in the USA totals.

1991 Gulf War:
1. 3,837 Canadian men and 237 Canadian women served.
2. There were no Canadian casualties or prisoners of war during the Gulf War.

2001 to date the Afghanistan War:
Canada's role in Afghanistan, consisting of operations against the Taliban and other insurgents in southern Afghanistan (Kandahar Province), has resulted in the largest number of fatal casualties for any single Canadian military mission since the Korean War. A total of 158* members of the Canadian Forces have died in Afghanistan between February 2002 and November 10th, 2011. Of these, 132 were due to enemy actions, including 97 due to IEDs or landmines, 22 due to RPG, small arms or mortar fire, and 14 due to suicide bomb attacks. Another six Canadian soldiers died due to friendly fire while conducting combat operations. An additional 19 Canadian soldiers have died in Afghanistan as a result of accidents or non-combat circumstances; 6 in vehicle accidents, 3 unspecified non-combat-related deaths, 3 suicide deaths, 2 in a helicopter crash, 2 from accidental falls, 2 from accidental gunshots and 1 death from an illness. 615 soldiers have been wounded in action and 1,244 have received non-battle injuries since April 2002.
In addition to these troop deaths in Afghanistan, 1 Canadian soldier was found dead of non-combat-related causes at Camp Mirage, a forward logistics base in the United Arab Emirates near Dubai.

2011 Libya NATO Mission:
1. Canada's 630 RCAF and Royal Canadian Navy personnel served on this NATO mission in support of the Libyan Rebels.
2. There were no Canadian casualties or prisoners of war during the Libyan Mission.

They shall not grow old as we who are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,

By Sir Richard…

Saturday, November 5, 2011


NOTE; Today in England it is The 5th of November
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up King and Parliament.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys,
God save the King!

A clip from the movie "V":
V: I can assure you that I mean you no harm
Evey: Who are you?
V: Who? Who is but the form…following the function of “what”, and what I am is…a man in a mask
Evey: Well I can see that.
V: Of course you can. I’m not questioning… your powers of observation, I’m merely remarking on the paradox… of asking a masked man… who he is.
Evey: Oh…right.
V: But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace soubriquet, to suggest the character…of this dramatis persona.
Voila! In view a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation, of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified…and has vowed to vanquish…these venal and virulent…vermin van-guarding vice…and vouchsafing… the violently vicious…and veracious violation…of violition!
The only verdict is vengeance…a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such… shall one day vindicate…the vigilant…and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage…veers most verbose, so let me simply add…that it is my very good honor to meet you…
and you may call me "V".
Evey: Are you like a crazy person?
V: I’m quite sure the will say so. But to whom I might ask am I speaking?
Evey: I’m Evey
V: Evey? E.V. Of course you are.
God Save The Queen!

Sir Richard....

Thursday, November 3, 2011


Remember hearing this statement; “They died doing what they Loved?”
For me many a time and I find it kind of ironic, for since my Cancer began I have begun to think about it much.
Imagine that your mountain climbing, a grip of safety for you is just millimetres away and you reach out only to slip, to your death.
Yet at your “Life’s Celebration”, it was said of you, that you died doing what you Loved; Mountain Climbing. Even though in all reality, this was only your second climb, and in fact you’re actually really scared of heights.
Death by a Mountain.
Then imagine that your flying in an aircraft on a whatever trip, to a where ever destination. Your aircraft for whatever reason falls out of the sky and crashes. No survivors but yet again someone says; that you died doing what you loved best, FLYING?
Death by an Airplane.
One day, traveling to work by motor vehicle, some fool texting on their cell phone misses their RED LIGHT and broadsides you, sending you both to meet our Lord early. Did they die doing what they loved best in a motor vehicle or did they die doing what they loved best by texting? Probably the latter as driving to work is usually not fun but a necessary evil…
Death by a Motor Vehicle/Death by Texting.
Speaking for myself it could be said that if I passed away from Cancer in a Hospital not that I love Cancer or Hospitals but for lack of a reason let’s say that Richard died doing what he loved; Collecting Bayonets.
Though you don’t usually drop dead from Bayonet Collecting unless the BAYONET was an amazing rare find and you found this one at an amazing low sale price!
Death by Collecting Bayonets.
When I think about it I have too many things really, which I can think of that I do love to do.
So I ask all of you, have you ever sat down and listed what you really: “Love To Do?”
Back to me, in all actuality maybe I should be remembered for the Volunteer work that I do.
Yes, that is what I would like to be said about me at my Life’s Celebration.
After all, my family always says that I do too much and I believe that compared to others whom I know, that I don’t do enough.
That’s it, he died doing what he loved best; VOLUNTEERING!
Death by Volunteering…

By Sir Richard – Cancer Survivor

Wednesday, November 2, 2011


When you have Cancer you find out quickly, all who really Love You.
Yet at the same time there are those who surprise you, because they do not.
Bask in the ones who do Love You, for they are blessings whom will always help you through.
Forgive the ones, who do not, as they are but wheat chaff to be scattered in the wind…
Also, Cancer Battles are very lonely for they are just like a really scary Roller Coaster ride, that has you the lone rider, of which you are totally terrified on!
To date in regards with my Cancer Battle, I am tenaciously holding my ground.
My Faith though battered, seems like the Biblical reading from the Son;
Acts 9:16 “I will show him how much he must suffer in My name”.
So, until I find myself “Many Years Cancer Free” my Cancer Battle goes on and on,
For as always, “His will be done.”
To those who Love me – Thank You!

Sincerely, with Love sent back to you – from Sir Richard…

Tuesday, October 25, 2011


So I think I went insane today, for right now I wonder what that was all about.
So I think I went insane today, as my CANCER begged me to paraphrase Moby Dick, and I just wanted to shout;
“To the last, I grapple with thee; from my own heart, I stab at thee; for hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee, for if my chest had been a cannon, I’d burst my heart's hot shell upon the CANCER that is within!”

So I think I went insane today, as my CANCER and I fought yet another nightly round.
With my CANCER PAIN as the song says; “I was just a tossing and a turning, turning and a tossing, tossing and a turning all night long!”
So I think I went insane today as my CANCER and I, wrestled with each other all over town.

So I think I went insane today, yet right now I wonder what that was all about.
Operation number 4 and my CANCER it’s still NOT confirmed all TOTALLY GONE.
CANCER why don’t you get out of my life, and let me make a brand new start, let me just get over you!
But my CANCER just keeps me, for the next five years or more, Just Keeps Me Hanging On…
So I think I went insane today for again and right now, I wonder what that was all about.

Yet you beg the question to ask; Richard, Only Just Today?

by Sir Richard…

Sunday, October 16, 2011



As a Child when friends or people became cruel to me without reason, I was shocked, hurt and left not understanding why? Then into my Adulthood, thinking that I would be wiser, more experienced and hence could handle those who hurt me for some unforeseen reason.
I was wrong, as I never learned why or how they came to their point of cruelty towards me, knowingly or not. The answer I eventually found out, is actually within them and finally I have come to know that I cannot change their within but only mine.
For from this I finally did learn to handle a “cruel without reason” by others but it still hurts but by walking away and knowing to leave well enough alone and let the cruelty that is, dwell within only them and try not to let it dwell in myself.
In return the cruelty from others, can be easily be stopped by expressions of disapproval.  The only reason why their emotional vulnerability is not clearly evident is because they are unable to really mask it behind their smiling/angry faces and because they are also unable, at the same time keep their attention focused on the discomfort of their victims.
Sort of by the single rail mentality in a Narcissistic train of thought as they may leave this single rail thinking at any time and hop back on as well as the occasion requires.
Actually, it is but one way of thinking and limited in scope to a singular direction of cruelty. That will eventually and always lead them to violence, from a cause which is still always even unknown but to them though the effect is not limited to a few but many others over time.
To quote from Psalm 35:4-6 “May those who seek my life be disgraced and put to shame; may those who plot my ruin be turned back in dismay. May they be like chaff before the wind, with the angel of the LORD driving them away; may their path be dark and slippery, with the angel of the LORD pursuing them.”  
By Sir Richard - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8QubLxJI54

Thursday, October 13, 2011


“The Mists of Fear”

I have found that most people change kind of slowly, if at all. They are who they are and then after a while, they're someone else, some never knowing the difference when it happens.

While at the same time some people know the exact moment where their lives changed such as myself, for this I do know.
Either they saw the person they were going to marry or, the look in their baby's eyes for the first time he/she smiled.
For some people, it's not the good things in life that made them have their lives change. It's something they've gone through that makes everything they look at from that moment on; seem very different from how it always once had been.
Again I am one of the latter groups of people, for from my experience I learned not only how to fear for real and to fear all the time but also how to channel this fear to help others.
People like to examine the things that frighten them, to look at them and give them names, so saints look for GOD, and scientists look for evidence. They're both just trying to take away the mystery, to take away their lack of knowledge that leads them to Fear.
That's what I try and do by channelling my fear, just by the sharing of myself and as others who are like me, who also do the same.

Speaking for myself essentially, I am just a good listener. Although, I am not a trained social worker, psychiatrist, police officer or lawyer, I let the people who are like me know that just like them. I have already gone through the same Mists of Fear, Despair and Horror, as they. I/We offer them our hands, hearts, minds, prayers in support as we walk through these people’s “Mists of Fear” together.

by Sir Richard...aka Richard G. Abbenbroek
Oh P.S., I also took this photo, it is of Lake Louise in Alberta Canada.

Monday, October 10, 2011

My Fall Legend Photos by Richard

Hello folks,
Here is a link to my current photos that I took titled:
“My Fall Legend Photos by Richard”
Hope you like them.
Sincerely, with Love and all that Heaven will allow!
Sir Richard...

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Unfamiliar Turf

Unfamiliar Turf
Ever since my 20’s, I have found upon reflection that for me I always seem to be, on unfamiliar turf over and over again. I look back and see just how much my life has changed and now once again with my Cancer, I am truly on unfamiliar turf.
By trial and error I found that sometimes the best way to move into the unfamiliar is to take familiar steps, small steps. To do ordinary things to deal with something that is in no way, ordinary.
After all, throughout one’s life we're always going someplace new all the time. Familiar things just let us pretend that we aren't moving into unfamiliar territory.
You take those small familiar steps, and you try to be honest, to live as if nothing had changed and still to just go on with your life. Then again, there are times when what you actually need, is just a small piece of how things used to be and by acting them out, or through them such as, via a visit with a good for your soul, long-time old Friend.
Then you will find out that once again you are still all right, not in the past but in your new unfamiliar and at times, I have taken comfort by doing this. My advice is, always Cherish your Friends as you will need them, when you encounter your unfamiliar turf…

Written with Love and all that heaven will allow by,
Sir Richard....

Sunday, October 2, 2011

About A Moment

I WAS JUST THINKING, about how often the small things in life, such as a moment or so, can have so much control over us.
It's like an amusement ride that you never asked to go on and after, you found that you were right, that there was really not much amusement.
As a lot can happen in one’s a day, for sure…
For in a full second, then a minute, an hour and even a day, the small things in life can bring so much to us, Good or Bad.
That is why I go through life a Nano second by Nano second, in making my daily plans. As I have found that Nano second events, are so much smaller and easier to digest. ;)
Just a moment of thought from,
Sir Richard...

Monday, September 26, 2011


A Piece of 9/11 and Memories of Fall:

We Would Lose All HOPE?


People talk a lot as if the most important thing in life is to always see things for what they really are. But everything we do, every plan we make, is kind of a lie. We close our eyes and pretend that the day won't ever come when we won't need to make any more plans. But for all of us that day always comes. Hope could be a form of a lie to ourselves but it is still the best. We sort of trick ourselves to keep going, or we would lose all HOPE, followed by FAITH, then Ourselves…

by Sir Richard...

Wednesday, September 21, 2011


MY NEW CANCER SURVIVAL IDEA: First I thought when I found out that I had Stage 4 Soft Tissue Sarcoma Cancer and asked, “Why God”, are you letting this happen to me? Why do YOU not take this away from me now?? Basically, “WHY ME LORD????” With a very honest, selfish, childlike slant on my own horror, to this I pondered and pondered. So much so , that I became “VERY” frustrated, sad, angry and I even at times vented my displeasure to others and to GOD many times over.
I asked GOD, “could I not instead win the lottery”, or “why could I not have become famous”, why must I be blessed, with a possible shortened life due to Cancer? As I am far too young, to be going home to heaven right now. The fear of saying goodbye so early would even wake me up at night, as my “FAITH” was shaken to its core. “Come on GOD I would ask, please just talk to me; let me know what and why I deserve this?” The silence then became deafening and myself pitying thoughts, took over every aspect of how I was living.
In Church you would hear of how we need to give thanks to the LORD and I would ask; “Thanks For What?”
“Thanks, such as in my case; a bed reserved for me in the Cancer Ward, of the Tom Baker Cancer Center!” Or Thanks for our existence on this crappy world that we all live on, where; war, fear, hunger, disease and hate are the way of things? So, just like the Cancer does, my anger, bitterness and self-pity started to eat me from the inside out, until after a few more shocks I finally reached Rock Bottom & I Was Down On My Knees…
Then it came to me one morning at breakfast, “A GOD Thought”, if you wish or believe. That maybe the reason for my possible death and by the way, I plan to live a long time, as I believe that “Cancer Can Be Beaten!” Maybe this happened to me as an example to others as to how to handle their Cancer, or to assist someone who knows of someone with Cancer. GOD maybe, is using me as an example on how to handle it. Yes Cancer, with a Big “C”, for when you get it that is how you see it. After all, many times I have been and am a “Volunteer” for others with my life’s experiences, why not a “Volunteered, Cancer Example” for others?
Then as I looked down on my tasty blue berries in my morning cereal, maybe I do have much to be thankful for. After all I have a wife who really Loves me, grandchildren, children, extended family, Team Hope Family, friends and yes even my puppies who really Love me and care! How blessed am I and “Thank You GOD!”
For, I am grateful for the Food on my table, as I can pretty much eat whatever/whenever I want, “Thank You GOD!” as I have great country to live in, a home, heat, clean water and I have a car, no I have 2 cars, that I can drive around any time when many have nothing! “Thank You GOD!” as I have a computer to send this New Cancer Survival Idea of mine, too many parts of the world. “Thank You GOD!” for the memories of my life past and current and these memories I must admit, are mostly “GOOD”.
“Thank You GOD!” for friends whom I really Love and Love me and have Loved me, up to 40 plus years now. As I write this I know that I can call some of these people and say “I Love You” and they will respond back, “I Love You Too”, can many say that? Most important I have GOD, who will always and has always, Loved me!
So what took me so long to “Give Thanks To HIM” for all the many little things that are not so little, which I am blessed with? For thinking about these many blessings, I now feel very Loved, Warm and Cozy. For my cancer is now a fightable small “c” as I can now see, how well GOD has taken care of me!
By Sir Richard aka Richard Abbenbroek a small “c” Cancer Warrior!
P.S. I now tossed in this song as it brings back memories of my past & present, Day by Day = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3PjfBQjJT8

Saturday, September 10, 2011



FLYING AFTER 9/11 – was with my first plane ride to Team Hope training in Washington DC in 2003 as it was just under 2 years past 9/11.

My wife and I arrive at the American Airlines counter at the Calgary International airport. My wife is there to see me off and also as emotional support due to my (with age), newly acquired fear of flying. When the first question the counter attendant asked is; “Sir, if you are called upon during your flight, to defend this aircraft will you?”

Taken aback with this question and with rapid memories of the 9/11 flights 93, 11, 175 &77. I first looked and my unbelieving wife, as she knows how much flying is now bothering me. Then I said what one could only say and that was “Yes!” The second question that I was asked right after a, “well we have to ask these questions Sir” but “because I was to be seated at the window seat Escape Hatch, would I have any problems opening it for others in time of an Emergency?”

I explained to this inquisitive counter attendant that it can be guaranteed, that I would be the first one out on that aircrafts wing “No Worries about opening that hatch, should the need arise!”

So then began my very “White Knuckled Flight”, to Washington DC via a short stop in Chicago. The first leg of my trip went well even though I was watching any and all bathroom traveling passenger for any strange movements. Just as we were about to land, the plane lurched up and started to climb. Of course I freaked, dug my fingers into my arm rests until my fingers turned white. As I knew what this means, this means we cannot land for whatever reason and they have to dump fuel! That’s it I am toast, this could only happen to me and I was sooo glad now to be seated by this Emergency Door! Should I open it now was my only question but being once in the military, I knew orders must first be given. Waiting for these, is when the pilot announced that we had to circle for a bit, as the plane ahead of us blew a tire (I could see this event below me now), and thought airplanes get flats? Look at all those planes!

We finally landed and I could have kissed the ground. I loved the moving sidewalks (the Jetsons were ahead of their time) but this is such a big airport, looks sort something out of Star Wars. The last leg of my flight was in an even smaller plane and at the rear was seated a big guy who really looked Cop like to me. Thirty minutes out of Washington DC we were informed that we could no longer visit the wash rooms and if we got up the big guy (I was right), in the back would arrest or shoot us. With the plane, banking this and that way, this caused my white knuckle response again, one moment sideways to the point of (hey that guy is having a BBQ, wonder what’s on the grill?) to yes, that is a missile battery down there! My God, is this a way to welcome a Canadian, I wonder if they still remember my relatives who were here 200 years ago??? I hate flying as I wish we were down, so the Orange Alert at the Chicago Airport is really taken serious here!!! Darn it, another steep turn, I think I might lose my lunch…Oh well, Oh God.

Ahhhhhhhhh they are landing, finally down on Tera firma and just wait, yes just wait to get up and leave the aircraft, as it not good to scare the Yanks. By having this Canadian running out of the plane screaming like a little girl, yes just keep your cool, you did it, as have just flown after 9/11.

Witten by Richard Abbenbroek aka Sir Richard...

Photo by Sir Richard
9/11 - 10th Anniversary Tribute Song - My Immortal performed by Evanescence

Friday, September 9, 2011


WHAT 9/11 LEAD ME TO – Because of a previous 2 promises (one to GOD), I was already involved in assisting Parents of Missing Children. When invited to join Team Hope, I jumped at the chance to help my American Cousins with their Missing: http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-first-steps-as-volunteer-for-child.html
WHAT 9/11 LEAD ME TO – When Hurricane Katrina hit, as I could not assist back in 2001 at “9/11 Ground Zero”, I thought now and also through GOD, here is my chance to physically help and I did try to help my American Cousins with tragedy: http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/2007/09/gulf-of-mexico-my-katrina-story.html
Katrina Photos = https://picasaweb.google.com/The.Bayohunter/KatrinaReliefTeam5?authkey=Gv1sRgCPz9mN-kquja8gE#slideshow/4999675849380200466
WHAT 9/11 LEAD ME TO – Why stop there, for from 9/11, Team Hope, Hurricane Katrina and GOD then motivated me to go out of my comfort zone and assist my South African Cousins with setting up computers to help educate when none existed. http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/2008/07/dandelion-principle.html
South African Photos: Richard's 2008 Africa Mission Pictures #1 = https://picasaweb.google.com/The.Bayohunter/SouthAfricaNo1?authkey=Gv1sRgCPSpisrImOkL#slideshow/5212712266200810690
Richard's 2008 Africa Mission Pictures #2 = https://picasaweb.google.com/The.Bayohunter/SouthAfricaNo2?authkey=Gv1sRgCJ-_2dXg14WsRw#slideshow/5212862253429792914
WHAT 9/11 LEAD ME TO – This is what 9/11 has lead me to do and out of this HORROR, IT CHANGED MY LIFE TO DO A LITTLE BIT OF GOOD, AS I AM SURE IT DID THIS FOR YOU TOO!

LET’S NEVER FORGET 9/11! = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LxJiiWo0JbE

by Richard Abbenbroek...aka Sir Richard

Team H.O.P.E. USA/CANADA Volunteer
Child Find Alberta Volunteer
National Center for Missing and Exploited Children Volunteer
Missing Kids. CA

Thursday, September 8, 2011

LOVE AN EVIL – 9/11/11

LOVE AN EVIL – 9/11/11

Hate is something that is learned, that turns into Evil. Evil is when you apply that hate against others and when you can kill and destroy as easily as the unconscious flutter of one’s eye lid. For Evil is the absence of all Love for anyone and anything, making murder or destruction on an individual or grand scale, become normal.
Man has been capable of Evil since the dawn of time and Man, has never changed one iota ever. Beware of this inner part of us all, for Evil’s teaching will soon follow. As Evil is bigger than anyone can imagine! Evil is the absolute opposite of all Love and Love, is why we are all here.
A Choice, which we all have been given and awake within our hearts each and every day…
By Sir Richard

Watch this = 102 Minutes That Changed America:
102 Minutes That Changed America is a 102-minute American television special documentary film that is commercial free.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011




"September 11 was just another date on the calendar for all of us. Now, when we hear that date, it brings to mind all sorts of things, from fear to anger to sadness to, for the thousands of people in my shoes, thoughts of all the loss that we have experienced personally. We're left with choices about what we will do with those feelings. The choices for people like me and for many of us in this room, are to look at all the things we've lost or to look at all the things we have; to become bitter or to become better; to live in fear or to live in hope. I've chosen to live in hope. . . ."The crowd interrupted me with a burst of applause, which I appreciated, but I didn't want anyone to misunderstand the source of my strength. "The reason I've been able to do that is not because I'm a strong person. I don't want anyone to go out of here thinking, Wow, she's so strong; look at her! The reason I've chosen to live in hope is because of the heavenly, eternal perspective God has given me. That tells me that fear comes from feeling out of control, and if September 11 has taught us anything, it is that we are never really in control. Todd and I were two people who planned for the future; type A's who had all our ducks in a row and yet we were not in control on September 11.

"But hope comes from knowing who is in control. Hope comes from knowing that we have a sovereign, loving God who is in control of every event of our lives. . . . In the book of Jeremiah (29:11) it says that God has a plan for me, a plan to prosper me and not to harm me; a plan to give me a hope and a future. And that is what holds me together every day when I get out of bed in the morning: to know that is true, and it has been proven true in my life to date. It was true on September 11, and it will be true for as many years as God has left for me, and for whatever He has in store for me . . . and for my children.

"It's a time of uncertainty, and many people are looking for something to cling to. I hope for you that you can cling to the one who has all the power, and all the love, and all the care, because He's the one who's really in charge."

from "Lets Roll" pp 277 by Lisa Beamer
Posted by Sir Richard

Monday, September 5, 2011


9/12 HINDSIGHT = AND THANK YOU – to all those who are serving and have served our respective countries since 9/11. Imagine if we would all have pulled together like we did in World War 2 starting on 9/12. Then this CREDIT CARD WAR would not have happened! As we would now be debt free, from this exaggerated debt and this 9/11 War would have finished long ago, for you and me.

A Sir Richard Thought...
For the Canadian Fallen = http://www.portraitsofhonour.ca/

Saturday, September 3, 2011


It Is September The 11th, From Me To You


It is a crisp, cool, foggy fall day.
My walk with Tribble dog is now through.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

Frantic emails from friends at work,
It’s on the net and radio, can you see this on your home TV?
A small plane crash, like Patsy Cline’s Mountain but is it all true?
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

The anchorwoman says that there is just a little bit of falling debris.
“Oh my God!” the whole freaking building is coming down, is what I see!
4 – 5 – 6 more planes are on the way?
No one has a clue…
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

My wife and I are now going to work, past the Calgary International Airport we go.
We see all the passenger planes parked wing tip to wing tip, row upon row.
No jet contrails, no aircraft sounds and for the first time in my life,
only the birds flew.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

Our minds are not on our work, as we are numb through this whole day.
For we hear stories of those who died, helping those who had to stay.
Later more stories of those who bravely stopped the evil that flew.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

Entombed in the mountains of debris are up to 3,000 dead, what can one do?
To fight the evil of man, God has shown me, the same as you.
That we must help those who are down, troubled and stand up for love and what is true.
For from this hell we should have learned, that this was our wake up call,
that we all went through.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

Written by Sir Richard…
For September 11th

Monday, August 22, 2011


As I battle my Cancer, Jack sadly lost his.
Rest In Peace Jack, as it is with sadness to have learned about your passing.
If I may share some of my belief please know that Jack’s family are in my thoughts and prayers.
As I believe, Jacks passing is more to be envied then pitied, for we mere mortals cannot distinguish between those who are deserving of grace and who are not.
Only the Lord can and as such, with all knowing the good person that Jacks was.
I am confident that Jack now enjoys that bliss, which is prepared only for the good and virtuous.
You can now comfort yourselves in reflecting that Jack now enjoys in substance, what we in this world, can only imagine that heaven will be like.
May the Lord give Jacks family the strength, to see them all through this difficult time.
My deepest condolences.
Sincerely and with Love,

Richard Abbenbroek.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011


The truth is, there is No Stereotypical Hippy, Yippy or Yuppy.
Just ageing folks, who once turned reality into dreams and dreams into reality.
With Love and all that heaven will allow,
from Sir Richard...

Friday, August 5, 2011

Little Storm by Sir Richard

Little Storm by Sir Richard
Remember to have full screen view just tab your F11 key after you launch the below link.
I hope that you enjoy these, as they are just random quick shots.
Thank you for looking. :)

Sir Richard...

Even though this was compared to some Storms was a Little Sitorm, they all can kill, if not craeful. Example, from harmless puddles that have open man holw covers, to the sucking force of the water. Sadly a 60 year old Calgary man lost his life last night in this Little Storm: http://www.vancouversun.com/news/dies+after+being+swept+away+Calgary+flood/5216784/story.html

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Chase BC July 2011

Chase BC July 2011

Remember to have full screen view just tab your F11 key after you launch the below link.
I hope that you enjoy these. :)
Thank you for looking.

Sir Richard...

Thursday, July 21, 2011

My Window

My Window

I watch from my window.
Things that happen beyond.
Behind the dirt, glass and screen.
Out there I truly long,

To be, and trapped no more.
Inside, behind my window.
With the whole world waiting.
For me, and all it has in store,

I have to yet make my mind up though.
It just takes standing up, walking to.
The turn of a door, a few short steps.
Then I am Free, finally other side of My Window.

Richard Abbenbroek
Aka Sir Richard…

Monday, July 18, 2011

Rick & Richards Air Show Adventure 2011

- These photos were taken by Sir Richard at the Airdrie Alberta 2011 Air Show on July 16th 2011. My good friend since '68 Rick was with me and we really liked the show, as a personal note. Make sure one brings a large hat for sun protection as I got burned bad yesterday :(
- Remember to have full screen view just tab your F11 key after you launch the below link. Also this show may freeze as it is large so you may have to manually forward the Air Show Photos. I hope that you enjoy them!
- Rick & Richards Air Show Adventure 2011:
- Now for a song by The Animals - Sky Pilot
With Love and all that heaven will allow,
from Sir Richard...

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Will & Kate Stampede 2011 by Sir Richard

Will & Kate Stampede 2011 by Sir Richard

This is a Slide Show, to have full screen view just tab your F11 key after you launch the below link:

Also a Cowboy tune to view these photos with:
Beaches Of Cheyenne - Garth Brooks =

With Love and all that heaven will allow,
from Sir Richard...

Tuesday, July 5, 2011


FALSELY USED CHILD ABDUCTION LEADS TO = the misleading/misuse of resources to Help Find Missing Children who are actually MISSING.
Followed by in Caylee Marie Anthony’s case, the denigration of EVIDENCE, along with disrespect of this Child’s remains’, so that the TRUE MURDERER GOES FREE in my opinion.
May God take care of little Caylee and give strength to the family and all of us who actually do Care!
Sincerely and with Love to all our Missing and Murdered Family Members – from Sir Richard…
song Concrete Angel by Martina McBride: