Author Archives: Ronald D. Drobeck

About Ronald D. Drobeck

I've read, learned, been discriminated against, patronized, lied to, laughed at, laughed with, and ignored. I'm not a minority, not tall, not good looking, not skinny, not hairy, and can see 10 miles, but not two feet. I've been a paperboy, college student, licensed nursing home administrator, professional musician (swing drummer), duck and goose hunter, fisherman, conservationist, Eagle scout, camp counselor, canoeing instructor, lifeguard, comedian, restaurant owner, licensed exterminator, insurance agent, warehouse manager, carpenter, conservative, father of 4, baseball coach, husband, worrier, writer, embryo gardener, and nice guy.

Funny How Time Slips Away (Willie cover)



My Christmas Music covers


It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas (left click on the song title you want to hear)

White Christmas

A Marshmallow World

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

The Christmas Song 

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow

Blue Christmas


We Made It Through December (a true Christmas Story)


We Made It Through December

I remember one of the first few Christmases in Tucson. We had just run out of disposable funds about a week before Christmas.

I mean, we were holding our own, the bills were paid, there was just no extra. And I don’t remember the exact evening, but I did have a couple of bucks so I bought an Arizona lottery ticket, and I stayed up to watch the numbers, which I seldom do.
You know, sometimes people think I’m a little lite on the religion side.
Well, there’s plenty of that goin’ on already.
As for me, that night when we hit 4 and it might have been 5, numbers, I woke Kathy. It was going to be around $1800.

All of my life, I’ve felt something was watching over me. Things seemed to happen ‘just in time’ or ‘right place at the right time’ or something on my shoulder slapping my hands when I was about to make a mistake. I freely talk about it to the right people. Today I call it my ‘Muse’ whom I tease and taunt constantly. lol And sometimes…. I think I get paid back for that! lololol
But that evening and through the night I hardly slept.
And the next day, I don’t think my feet touched the ground. I took off early and went down to the lottery place and turned in my ticket.
The lady left my sight and came back with the cash (maybe a check) I think. Of course, I had to sign several times here and then there.
Anyway, 4 kids had a wonderful Christmas morning, we paid a few bills and I was left with a feeling…. I mean, within 4 days of Christmas, we were taken care of. What were the odds?
I didn’t get wordy in my thoughts. I just said ‘Thank You’ silently a hundred times.
It’s a kind of grateful that will make your nose run every time you think about it.
I got something in my eye right now.
Merry Christmas to all, Ron

So here’s Ol’ Merle Haggard tellin’ his story. It was an easy one for me to do …… we made it through December. rdd

If We Make It Through December (a Merle Haggard cover) Just click on the song title… rdd



verse 11:6:17 08:59am zona time


Finally, I now have coffee controlled awareness. LOL
Good Morning again. My second stage awareness has begun. The first one was First stage where I recognize that I’m perpendicular and breathing.






A proper piece of pumpkin pie


For those of you that read my post last evening, this is important!
I occasionally suffer from over-enthusiasm and fictional writer’s imagination. It is very dramatic and I even cultivate it. But, it can cause me to imagine that I’m really better than I am which then causes ‘panic’ when I realize that I may not be!!!!! LOLOLOL
Insane! Absolutely! I have voluntarily subjected myself to the influence of a second caffeine delivery system, coffee. The evening withdrawal is hell as I slowly slide into a different reality.
Like, “I may not be as good as I think I am now that the caffeine and ibuprofen have worn off!”
The picture comes into mind of a novice actor coming on stage with bright lights in his eyes, thinking that there is a whole audience out there, gives the self-thought performance of his life, the lights come up and there is no one there! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. LOL
When you put yourself out there like I do with art, photographs, music, opinions and entertainment, then go to the audience count on your ‘wonderful, international’ website and the count is one (1), uno ……….. and that one was yourself for posting a new post, you have to come to the realization that everybody is not thinking about you all of the time! You’ve got to remember that on the days when you self promote on Facebook and other media, your numbers go up and it is more fun.
Well, being out of town to a baseball tournament certainly cut into my ‘self promotion’ fun and time. The numbers sucked. So, prepare yourselves.
I’m baaaaaa, aaaaaaak! LOL
Disregard all of the above. It’s the 2nd stage coffee talking and I won’t be normal again until tonight when the coffee and the ibuprofen wear off.
Here in is the first verse of 11:6:17 8:59 zona time. rdd