A Dear Friend of Dad’s and a Truly Talented Author

This is a very special post.  It comes at the request of my Father, Charles E. frost.  In his last few years of life my Dad and Heidi Hanley (a dear and trusted friend) spent many hours talking about the Maker, the Meaning of Life, the Netherfolk and Heidi’s desire to publish.  Well, publish she has, and the wait was truly worth waiting for.  You are in for a exiting and moving experience when you read about this fascinating New World that Heidi has created, The Kingdom of Uisneath.  Her first book, The Prophecy, The Kindom of Uisneath, was published this month and is available on Amazon as a paperback or as a Kindle version.     Charles E. Frost is most proud as he watches from above and continues to guide all he knew.

Website: https://kingdomofuisneach.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/heidihanleyauthor

Enjoy!  A true piece of literature!

Heidi Hanley – The Runes of Evalon (Kingdom of Uisneach Book 2)

For those of you who enjoyed Heidi first writings, the second book in her Kingdom of Uisneach series is now available.  I am sure that my Dad, Charles E. Frost, is beaming with pride at her accomplishments as am I.  Well done, Heidi!

We Are Still Here

It has been far too long since I last posted.  Our move to Dad’s house is nearly complete.  The Nether Folk have graciously accepted Susan and myself to their domain.  I humbly apologize for my lack of communication.  As we move into this winter season I hope to continue my Dad’s efforts with regards to The Nether Folk.  Also I will be adding more of Dad’s work.

To each and every one of you who visited my Dad’s pages, I thank you.  His greatest joy was knowing you were reading his words.

Bruce E. Frost

An Even Longer Overdue Update

I am so very sorry that I have not posted .  Many changes have been occurring  since my last writing.  My wife and I have been working to update our existing house so that we can have the privilege of moving to my Dad’s house.  In addition to the work that needed to be done at both houses, there was also the necessity of working with the Nether Folk who are wonderful beings but most cautious when considering the allowance of humans into their world.  In short they are indeed the most gracious beings we have ever had the pleasure of knowing.  We look forward to spending many hours with them.  The long-awaited move to my Father’s house should occur in the Fall of this year.  Susan and I have been doing the majority of the construction at both places.  Thanks to the wonderful genes handed down from my parents and Susan’s parents we have been able to accomplish remarkable amounts of work (considering we are in our early seventies).  There are more poems from Dad (many more).  I hope to start releasing them soon.  Best wishes to all and Thank You so much for the loyalty you have shown to my Dad.  The Nether Folk Story will continue as will his works as well as mine (although they are not the same quality of my Dad’s).  Til then,  Bruce E. Frost

Long Overdue Update

To all my Dad’s faithful readers, I apologize for my absence.  The next installment of The Nether Folk Story is close to completion.  My Mom and Dad’s beloved home has been going through some changes as Susan (my precious wife and friend for 48 years) and I prepare to move our lives to Ledgecrest (Mom and Dad’s name).  We have received permission from the Nether Folk with some reasonable stipulations (of Course).  We have lived down the street since 1977 – it amazes us as to how much two people can accumulate.

With regards to Dad’s poetry, many of his poems remain unread.  I will begin to add them to this site as time permits.  Your patience is appreciated.  Let me assure you that hundreds of his poems remain to be revealed as does his life story which he had been writing for the last 25 years of his life.

I am bound by my promise to him that all these things will be done.  I am sure that Mom and Dad, along with my brothers, Warren and Russell (he joined them earlier this year) will be watching from Heaven and will let me do no less.

Thank You and Love to All,

Bruce

Unfinished Business For Dad (Bruce E. Frost)

I truly have not forgot my Dad’s readers, nor will I.  As many of you know, my Dad was part Irish and had a love for Ireland that was very deep.  He always wanted to visit the Emerald Isle but circumstances never allowed that dream to be fulfilled.  My wife (Susan) and I traveled to Ireland this month to fulfill that dream on his behalf (I must admit it was also the dream of Susan and me).  We spent two (2) weeks traveling the length and width of Ireland and spreading Dad’s love of the country and letting the wonderful folk hear his words.

One of his favorite pieces from Ireland was Galway Bay.  We visited that beautiful place and I know that he was with us.  We also visited Dingle Bay.  Four young Irish lasses (none of which we knew) learned of Dad and his love for Galway and Dingle Bays.  Much to our surprise, one of the lasses blessed us and my Dad with the singing of Dingle Bay (of course this occurred in one of Dublin’s many fine pubs).

Later in our trip, our dear friend Joe O’Leary and our new friends Frank and Robbie (all three being true Irish countrymen) serenaded us with Galway Bay (of course this also occurred at pub, this time in the fine city of Cork).  Joe, Frank and Robbie exemplify the true people of Ireland – warm, friendly, helpful and just f..ing great.  We love you guys.

I am sure Dad was with us – every step of the way – and I am also sure that he would agree that every aspect of Ireland and its people exceeded our expectations many-fold.  We will be back.

And I must let all of you know, that I have not forgot my promise to Dad and to you.  I will soon start posting more of his works and will continue The Nether Folk Story.

Go raibh maith agat Éire agus míle buíochas le gach do chuid daoine iontach. Dia Bless agus is Fearr Mianta do na an chuid is fearr.

Bruce, Susan agus Charles Frost

Update by Bruce E. Frost

On June 28, 2014, excepting those who were physically unable, all of the Frost family, including our Canadian family, met to celebrate the lives of my father, Charles  E. Frost, and my mother, Alma M. Frost (his beloved wife of 71 years).  We met upon their land – in an area where they often worked to put up a winter’s supply of wood and to spend time enjoying the great pleasures of nature bestowed upon all of us by our creator.  An honor guard was present and began the ceremony followed by a young bagpiper , Charles, playing ‘Anchors Aweigh’ (Dad served in the United States Navy during World War II).  Introductions were made, followed by an opening prayer.  A dear friend of Dad, Carolyn Cowan sang ‘Galway Bay’, a favorite of Dad’s.  She was accompanied by the bagpiper.  Their ashes were spread over the land they loved by my sister, Charlene and myself .  A benediction was offered.  Megan Prince blessed us with the playing of ‘Taps’

The second part of the ceremony began after the flags were retired.  Many memories were offered by each member of the families.  Tears of joy and remembrance flowed.  I believe Mom & Dad were proud.  This part of the ceremony was concluded by the playing of ‘Amazing Grace’ by the piper.  All joined in led by Carolyn, Charlene and myself.  Immediately following was the party that Mom & Dad had requested.

Love, friendship, food and proper libation flowed.  All were treated to a very talented country /bluegrass duo by the name of ‘Gravel Road’, who added to the joyous occasion.  Although they had agreed to play until 7 or 8 PM, they played until nearly midnight.  Many of Dad’s poems were read during the evening.  It was truly a joyous celebration.

Thank you Jesus, for the gift of Charles and Alma Frost.  Thank you for all the wisdom and love that they gave, and continue to give, to each of us.

 

 

Celebration of Life by Bruce E Frost (son)

We have not forgotten Dad’s faithful followers.  There will be plenty more to come as many of his works have never been published.  In addition, The Nether Folk Story will continue on.  We will be celebrating the Life of Charles and Alma Frost on June 28, 2014.  Family and Friends will gather where Dad and Mom used to cut wood and picnic and honor their lives and toast to their rejoining.  Then we shall party as they requested. The tears we shed will be tears of joy and admiration.

 

Bruce E. Frost

Taking a Look ~ Here and Back

As our families seek to know ourselves and each other, Our guide (Dad, Uncle, Cousin, or maybe just friend)  continues to lend his thoughts to help us along the way

Bruce E. Frost (Son).

 

Taking a Look ~ Here and Back

That is what I have done and it
causes me to wonder. I have asked myself
this question time and time again.
Who am I? Why am I here?

All of my life, I have been backward
on the outside, what I mean is amongst others.
That applies to myself as a youngster
and into my present years.

I am not putting myself down as I
see it. I look at it as facing the truths about
myself. I don’t understand me,
and yet I do. There you go.

I remind myself of an old radio/tv
program ~ “I Led Two Lives”. That was a good one!
That’s me, but not as a hero ~
quite the opposite ~ outside.

I was, am, afraid of speaking out.
Well, just a bit better now than earlier. There
is something about my ID that pulls and pushes
I think, depending on my aloneness.

OR

When I am alone, really alone, I think
deeply into my Inner self, others and life. I assess
myself, yes, I chide Myself on what
I have done or not done and ask myself,

WHY?

So yes, I lead two lives. Why is it that I cannot
make them gel, come together to make me one person?
This is where I go back to once more ask,
Who am I? Why am I Here?

Do I have a special role to play in this life,
this Universe? I don’t mean to infer that I am
special, tho I guess we all are in a way.
We all have our idiosyncrasies.

The Lord knows I have mine. I guess
I will leave them for someone else to talk about.
Now, hear me dear reader of this
concoction of words.

If you know me and follow what I have writ
you maybe understand what I am about. I am not sure
yet that I do. Seems like all that I have
writ here is not meaningful at all.

Still, it bothers me, more than a bit,
that I can sit at my writing machine and pour out
words, some of which come from
I don’t know where.

Then, I step into the real world and become ~ mute.
Back and forth I wander, between two worlds, so it seems
to me, my friend. Does any human know:
WHO I am? or WHY I am here?

OR

If I have a mission in this Universe,
Or am I doing my job ~ or tying it up as complete?
If so I’ll be happy ~ I’ll stay
with it a while.

O’ one thing I might mention while I’m on the stump

Keep love in your heart for your fellow man
Be he in rags or in riches, up or be down
One never knows, which one you will be
It could be a pauper, or, one of renown

You See?

Copyright © 2010 Charles E. Frost
January 19 2010

Who Is Behind the Pen?

My Dad was always searching to improve and to understand life.  He wrote this last year.  I truly believe he found his answers.  Please enjoy,

Bruce E. Frost

 

Who Is Behind the Pen?

Mystery, more mystery’s in store for me it seems.
Who or what is behind the pen or computer keys?
More than that, is someone there just to tease?
Is this real or perhaps a specter from my dreams?

I write, I think I do. My words are twisted round
To read as another line but not the one I’ve said.
It’s all to plain to me, what’s going on is bound
To cause me puzzlement and send me back to bed.

Well, that may not be as easy as one may assume.
I protect my rights, value every word and thought,
Of mine. In my mind, no one should spread doom
Nor twist around what another said or even thought.

But wait ~ I have gone over this writing, top and down.
I’ve twisted it ‘round and ‘round and what I found
Is what I should have realized from the very top.
There is a higher Power that controls the all around,

Each day, each night, the in between, every scene
And, importantly, in my view, one’s every dream.
My God is behind my pen and my computer keys
As I sit and pretend to write, not to tease.
Copyright © 2013 Charles E. Frost
May 17, 2013