Jack and Dott Adair

John “Jack” Adair and Dorothy “Dott” Adair

My grandmother. Dorothy (Dott) Adair (Faulkner).

My grandmother. Beautiful. Talented. Classy. Intelligent. Animal-lover. Nature-lover. Financially Savvy. Stock Market Investor. Writer. Entrepreneur. Mom. Grandmother. Wife. Friend. Talented. Artist. Stylish. Kind, accepting, and welcoming towards all people. 

Dott. Known to her family as Mut. And referred to herself as Grand-Mut or Soul Buddy in her emails to me.

This represents exactly who my grandmother was.
A Thousand Lives by Dorothy "Dott" Adair

Listen to the Children 

As children we learn many contradictions. We hear of a God of vengeance and punishment on one hand, and a God of love and kindness on the other hand. We are asked to love what we fear. Though we may be confused, we are told not to question.

We are taught a linear evolution, where mankind changes uniformly through the ages. Yet today we see many different peoples and cultures spread across the Earth, and we wonder if this weren’t always so. History could be horizontal. 

Children are asked to explore and investigate in a world that claims, already, to have the answers; where new concepts that threaten tradition are met with rebuke.

And yet these contradictions are a challenge to the courageous mind. If, through childhood, we survive the pressure to accept without question the dogmas of science, religion, and education, then with an open mind we can satisfy our inner yearning to seek the truth. The most difficult task is to arrive at adulthood as a happy, free-thinking individual. When systems lack flexibility, acquiescence or rebellion seem to be our only childhood choices.

Do you remember the story, “The Emperor’s New Clothes?” It was a child who spoke the truth. It was a child’s eyes that saw with clarity what others would not see.

Listen! Listen to the children one and all.

      by Dorothy “Dott” Adair

Goodbye and Hello!

I’m glad you chose to be my child,
For reasons yet unkown.
We’ve worked a lot of problems out,
And hopefully, we’ve grown.

You no longer need a mother,
Your childhood had it’s end.
It was tough to be a mother,
But it’s great to be a friend.

I thank you for relieving me,
Of burdens large and small.
And when you feel the urge to talk,
Just give this friend a call.

     by Dorothy “Dott” Adair

My grandfather. John “Jack” Adair.

My grandfather. Businessman. Entrepreneur. Father. Grandfather. Husband. Comedian. Provider. Classy. Let’s not forget Handsome and Charismatic. All the ladies loved this man!

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