Showing posts from October, 2022

Burn Long, not just bright

In 2015 in Livermore, CA there was a party like no other as the Livermore-Pleasonton Fire Department celebrated the “Million Hours Party.” This was in celebration of a single light bulb that had been burning for over 100 years.  Visitors come from all over the world to see this oddity and take pictures of it. You can even go online and view a dedicated webcam that will let you see the miracle bulb for itself.  People are amazed that something made to be temporary has lasted now for over 117 years. The handblown, carbon fiber filament bulb was probably manufactured in the 1890’s, was recognized by Guinness as the longest lasting bulb known in existence in 1972, and has been burning for over 100 years now.    What makes it so remarkable is that the bulb wasn’t made to last that long.  For whatever reason it simply has managed to hang on.  It doesn’t burn as bright as it used to, but it still serves it’s purpose by putting out light.  Since 1901 this bulb has been steadily giving light wi

Listening to the Experts

  Bob was a pretty unassuming guy.  The first time I met him he was getting over cancer and I sat with him on his back porch as we talked and I prayed for him. He soon became a favorite person to visit as he had good stories and was always willing to help in anything I needed.   I soon found out Bob was a car expert.  More than an expert, he sold them, ran a mechanics shop, and built race cars that held national records.  If you were in the drag racing circle, then you knew of Bob and his cars.  One day while visiting he casually mentioned to me that Honda had called him to build a dragster.  I replied “Doesn’t Honda build cars themselves?”  With a big smile and laugh he simply replied “Not like mine. “ All of that to say, Bob was an expert when it came to anything mechanical.  Often I would go to him with maintenance issues with our old church buildings I’d been thinking about for months or even years.  He would sit and listen, and before long he’d show me a drawing on the back of nap