Crum's Castle

Crum's Castle
I'm Goin' To Ireland

I Am Justin Crum

My name is Justin Crum. Through Southern Oregon University, I am on the verge of meeting you soon for my educational travels in Ireland. It is an honor to introduce myself and acknowledge a little about me and what I wish of this adventure.
When I was 23, I found out I was Irish. My Great Grandmother Maxwell explained our linage to me before she passed on. She was almost a hundred years old. Long ago, when the Middle East became enlightened about the world not being flat, the Masonic Forefathers who created this country wrote the Constitution that granted freedom of speech, choice, and religion. A man from Ireland was intrigued about the freedom of a new world beyond the ocean, and so he set sail over the Atlantic. He created family with a beautiful native of these lands before the Westward Expansion began around the birth of this Nation. My Great Grandmother Maxwell came from that linage. I found it out when I was 23, which explained my big, red, wully-bully beard I grew in Alaska a year prior to this. Me discovering I was Irish explained a lot of things though.
And more so, I am from Bandon, Oregon. Just as much as I am Irish by my heritage, my home town is too. Long ago around 1850 or maybe more particularly 1859, there was an Irish Lord named George Bennet. He was a descendent of Thomas Bennet, who was the governor for Baltimore Castle, under Queen Elizabeth the I. Lord Bennet was born in Bandon, Ireland to a very wealthy aristocratic family. To make a long story short, he purchased 400 acres of land and united two different districts on the West Coast of America in Oregon, and named it after his hometown: Bandon. He seen my hometown beaches for himself more than a century before I came to be alive. I always found my power and serenity at these beaches and apparently it resembled the landscape and beauty that reminded Lord Bennet of where he was from, in Cork County.
He also brought Golden Gorse to the lands of Bandon. In 1936, Bandon Oregon had the hugest fire that destroyed the town from opposite ends. The only area that survived the fired of 1936 came to be known as “Old Town.” Which now, is a tourist attraction of downtown gift shops close to the ports. Many people believed the Irish Lord George Bennet to be responsible for spreading the “Golden Shrub” that became the fire hazard that “fanned the flames” of that catastrophe. To him though, gorse itself, was planted to keep Ireland close to his heart while he was here. It also kept cattle within certain perimeters like fencing before it spread out of control like wild fire. And for other aspects of his journeys, Lord Bennet made remarkable work with some of the books or reports he wrote of when he published his experiences in the essays traced to Ireland. He wrote chronicles of his observations and discoveries in Bandon, Oregon. Irish Lord George Bennet was an adventurer and an opportunist, a lot like myself.
I come from a really rare chance in life. Some of the most breath-taking and pain-staking experiences have made me who I am. And to find out that chances of a life-time have me heading to a place I have just as much history from is beyond the most inspirational dream come true. I have always been a very energetic, intelligent, and ambitious person. I am very creative and strong-minded. I love music, nature, wisdom, and conversation (among many other things too, of course). I’m very social and civil. I have always been a lot of fun to be around. I enjoy laughter, humor, and good-hearted hospitable people. I have held that as an impression of the people in Ireland for quite some time. I’m sure they’re feisty too but I guess that is also a part of Irish roots. :)
Of the things that I hope to anticipate during my stay there for a little while, I have a few specific places I’d like to be able to experience. Bandon Ireland in Cork County if possible (of course), I also am very interested in the Giant Causeway, and I honestly want to see castles if I can. Several castles, many castles, any castles. I honestly don’t know about many of the amazing things worth seeing there. And in all humility, I honestly don’t know if my currency will take me as far as my imagination might wish. I know I’ll only be able to see so much while I’m there, regardless of what more I might wish to see once money becomes an obstacle for me (if that happens). Either way, with all things considered, I am truly thrilled about what is to come. I’m honestly in awe that these things are even falling into place for me. I hope to make the most of my time. I’m very down-to-Earth. And I will look forward to seeing you when I do.


Best Regards,
Justin Crum

This Is Me At The Carrick-a-Reed Bridge

This Is Me At The Carrick-a-Reed Bridge
Woulda Love Ta Take Ya With Me ****

~*~WHAT IT IS~*~

Though This Is Technically Called A "Blog," I Refer To It As An 'Internet Book' That Is An Electronic Journal, Diary, or Record of My Adventures In Ireland. Do Not Mind The Length or Language Because I Am Doing This For Myself As Much As I Am Doing This For AHA International Too. I Am Very Honored They Have Gave Me This Opportunity*

And For The Record, I DO Believe In God and Praise The Lord* Regarding all Hardships and Challenges in Life: I Always felt that if God Would Bring You To It, He Will Bring You Through It. I Am A Man of Faith & Ambition and I Have Always Took Inspiration and Motivation Seriously. You Only Have One Life To Live & I Have Made It A Point To Refuse To Let Life And My Dreams Pass Me By. I Have Never Let My Fire Die. And I Was Never Scared or Afraid of Putting Myself In The World I Never Knew. I Never Had Cold Feet To Leave And Pursue My Dreams. This Is An Account That Proves These Things To Be True*

Regardless of Who Knows or Not.

And Below, there are posts that are daily accounts columned by dates along the left side. There is a narrow panel along the right side with many pictures. Below the actually postings on the left that are of every day or every other day, you'll see a link that says, "Older Postings." Most People miss this, but it will link you to the the beginning of my transcriptions that are now considered to be "past-tense." When or if you were to look at older postings, it will throw the layout balance a little off but it shows a lot of what has went on since the moments I was heading to the Bay Area in California as I was on my way to fly to Ireland. Just a way to "backtrack" I guess. Take Care.

And There ain't No Way I Wouldn't Say It: I HAVE THE GREATEST PARENTS IN THE WORLD:

Robert & Connie*

~*My Dad Is A King And My Mother Is An Angel*~

I found this deep in my Computer After I Went To Ireland

I found this deep in my Computer After I Went To Ireland
It was made in 2007. Two years ago... How Strange...

Held Captive To My Dreams...

Held Captive To My Dreams...
And Trapped for What They Mean...

Once You Cross This Bridge ~ Nothing Stays The Same... Celtic Folklore

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

What It All Comes Down To Up To Now*

I had a very 'Up & Down' day yesterday. And aside from the reasons why, I recalled a few cool moments I felt compelled to post. Me and My Good Buddy Matt were walkin' to get some Chinese food before 11 at night. On the way back, we had a pretty hilarious cool conversation. We were reflecting on our adventures thus far. He told me that there were women (or girls, not all of them are women yet) that said they were glad that I came because I bring a lot of life to the adventures here. Of course it was cool but I told him not to tell me who said that but to acknowledge on his own time in an anonymous way with them in that I appreciate it. Apparently they think I'm funnier than Hell.

Then of another time, he said, "Of all the people here from America, no one here is like You."
I said, "Even in America, or generally speaking, there isn't one other person like me period."
We both smiled and he said, "Yeah man, your like your own RACE." HAHAHAHAH.
I replied like, "Crum Nation, society of a dying breed."
We had ourselves a little laugh attack on the way home. It was GREAT Man. That's one thing I'll always thrive on in life: When people laugh at me and with me. Laughter is contagious and it makes me feel just as good as the ones who also enjoy it too. And Matt is an awesome friend*

Then when we were comin' home from our first overnight excursion at Galway in Western Ireland, we stopped at a market to use the rest room and get something to eat. I didn't wait in line for the toilet, so I found a tree:) I went to purchase what I bought to eat.

I looked at the cashier after noticing a newspaper and said, "This is a Good Newspaper." She said in her Irish accent, "Its all lies." I was like, "Well I wouldn't know if it is or isn't. I just said its a great newspaper because it's the first newspaper I've seen in all of Ireland that hasn't had Plastic Jackson all over it." :) She smiled, my red-headed friend Lindsey laughed, I took my food and walked*

And other than those great moments, regarding stressful frustrating things that had my head in a little bit of an emotional spin, I kinda got caught up in questions I guess I'll continue to know less of regarding things at home that I can't seem to aquire any answers for right now. I got pissed off that I can't communicate to those close to me in the states. It starts to bother me or become a little difficult that I can't be as much in touch with those I'd love to talk to for a while.

Here and now, in my life, I have many questions about things pertaining to my social and emotional life. And that I can't express those questions; it becomes stressful to me. The way the European communication structures are set up here, it costs way too much to try and speak with those I need to home. So to cut myself off from those that mean a lot to me, I have never been used to that. It is outrageous that they charge people a certain amount of money just to talk for twice the amount of minutes. There is only so much I can do so I spent the majority of my calling card talkin' to my good friend Ax back at home. We run radio shows together at the University in Southern Oregon.

I kinda started to cry a little about who I miss and how it sucks that I can't be as much in touch them. Communicating to friends, family, and a woman I like a lot has not ever been a problem for me and regarding a helluva huge heart, sometimes it rips me apart that I can't discuss stuff that matters to me even though most of that back at home is 8 time zones away. So I guess I just try to do what I know I have to here.

And when I should be paying attention to my professor's lectures, sometimes I'm lost in my own mind not knowing certain things that I deem to be important to me. There isn't anything too heavy that I haven't been able to handle regarding a lot of crazy things I've lived through though so I guess I just eat some sleeping pills and see what the next day might be like. Hoping I could come closer to knowing what I guess I don't or won't.

I am also having withdrawals regarding a medication situation. And I'm Irish, I'm Leo, I have a 'fascinating' Psychotic Disorder, and I'm also CRUM (Which is a four letter word that is a book of it's own) so sometimes when I get pissed off, upset, or disappointed, there is a lot of fire in my eyes and power in my presence.

But I am having so much fun here and the things I'm learning are unlike what is available in America. I've only spent a little over a week here in Ireland and I'm faithful and confident that even though my patience is tested regarding questions I'd appreciate answers for, I'm still on the vurge of 5 more excursions and plenty of remarkable travels I can't even conceive of right now. Whether it's Scotland, Germany, Amsterdam, London, Italy, or even a lot more of Ireland just in itself. So I do feel better for the time being and I AM looking forward to whats in front of me;) & :]
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  1. Educ8rJuly 7, 2009 at 5:59 PM

    I am so pleased to read that you're having the adventure of a lifetime! Take it in and let it fill you up--over and over again. Safe travels, Gwen

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