Nepotism Thursday

A quick little read from Ty’s brother, Brad Templeton, as to whether their father, Charles Templeton, had any top-secret involvement in the creation of the current Canadian flag.

Michael Templeton, Charles Templeton, Ty Templeton, Brad Templeton (not present: sister Deborah Burgess)


Personally…I think the story is nonsense.  My father wouldn’t have helped design our national flag, and then kept it a secret.  It’s absolutely not in his nature to not brag.  Fun to think about, though.

Of course, Dad still killed Elvis.  That a family legend I won’t see denied.

Ty the Guy

3 responses to “Nepotism Thursday

  1. Hi, Ty. 🙂

    I’m a 34 year old pastor’s wife who is a former public school teacher turned stay-at-home mom. You may not have any interest in reading my thoughts at all. I know that everything in our lives has a purpose, though. So I thought I’d take a moment to share my thoughts about what you’ve blogged and how my life experiences might give you some insight relating to what you’ve written.

    I just saw the movie Billy: The Early Years, and want you to know it didn’t make me think badly of your dad at all. The movie gave a positive representation of your father’s integrity. The short glimpses it gave of your father’s evangelistic years is what prompted me to do a little more web-searching. The movie made me curious about Charles Templeton’s life, since I had never heard of him before this movie.

    I appreciate you sharing your thoughts, but please know–there are those of us who have had plenty of schooling from reputable universities with the understanding that faith is, always has been, and always will be essential to understanding God is real and has good intentions for our lives. Unless anyone or any believer continually seeks God in order to find him and know that He is God, that person will doubt. After all, doubt is the opposite of belief, isn’t it? So everyone must doubt or believe. There is no in-between.

    Although you state your dad suffered greatly with his disease at the conclusion of his life, his recollections were valid. Therefore, they are valued. My good friend Betty was married to Billy’s cousin, Thomas. She turned 80 this year; but to Betty, the 1940’s and 50’s were like yesterday. She has shared similar memories with me regarding Billy and Ruth Graham.

    As far as science and hard evidence that God exists goes, I had no such personal scientific proof like your father searched for until 2007. I only had my faith when I found out my unborn son had an echogenic, microcystic lung tumor that was so large it had displaced his heart, and was crushing it against his rib cage. When God brings a person to the point of understanding his/her life is out of one’s own control and the reality hits that even skilled doctors can’t do anything but wait and decide later, that’s when He’ll give faith to those willing to receive it. I told God that if He was powerful enough to hold back the water in the Red Sea for His people in order to accomplish His purpose in His providence that I believed He was certainly powerful enough to hold back the little bit of water that was putting my son in danger of hydrops. In my heart, I had a kind of faith and peace that I had never felt in the face of devastation before.

    Do you know what God did? He gave us a miracle that the doctors cannot explain to this day. These credible doctors, Dr. Pliskow and Dr. Stoessel, are Celine Dion’s OB/GYN and Perinatologist; they are knowledgeable men. Within 8 weeks, the ultrasound technicians could not see the mass any more, and my son’s heart went back into position. They had said I would need a NICU team on hand at his birth, because they anticipated he would have difficulty breathing. Well, he was born breathing on his own and had no symptoms that anything was wrong at all. Yes, the mass was there, but God, by His grace, held that water back!

    Could things have turned out differently? Of course. My son could have been stillborn, as one of the doctors anticipated was likely. My son could have developed cancer before he was even born, because the mass was still there. Yet once again, by God’s grace, He had given us knowledge of a doctor at the University of FL who had saved my nephew from a congenital diaphragmatic hernia 3 years earlier. Not only do I believe that faith is real. So is providence.

    Dr. Kays welcomed us with open arms and removed the mass without event when my son was a year old. I don’t believe there could be more concrete or personal evidence of God’s existence and His goodness in my life, because there is no and could be no scientific explanation as to why, when, or how. So to humanity, I would say, “I wish that every single one of you could hear my family’s story,” because I think it is worthy of being on TV.

    Have I experienced tragedy before? My dad died of diabetes when I was 15. Did I doubt God then? No, because I knew He loved me. I trusted He had a purpose and that it would be okay. Did faith make a difference? Yes, but I’d have to sit down with you to tell you that whole story. Thank you for reading this one.

    Stephanie Jay
    Royal Palm Beach, FL

    • Stephanie…
      You may not have any interest in reading my thoughts either, but here they are…
      First off, I’m glad your child is okay, and that the fallible doctors misdiagnosed his chance of survival. There’s nothing better than seeing someone prove the doctors wrong (a common occurrence that merely seems like a miracle when it happens personally). But your statement that a misdiagnoses proves the existence of a Christian god is childishly illogical at its core. Why does it not equally prove the existence of Zeus? Or Osiris? Or interference from alien Zatons? The evidence for each is identically non-existent, but your desire to believe in Christian mythology up-ends your logic centers and stops you from applying rational thought to the situation. And let’s examine all the children who are delivered stillborn and NOT saved from a medical misfortune…do those stillborn children prove the non-existence of god? And if god is truly that interested in proving himself to you, why give your child the medical problem in the first place? More importantly, why does god send tsunamis to kill thousands of Japanese children, and save only your son? Why Haitian earthquakes, and Indonesian tsunamis five years ago? There were Christians caught and killed in that wave, but it’s best not to think about them, or your logic centers kick in and you realize you’re thinking nonsense. Speaking of nonsense…you mentioned the parting of the Red Sea. Have you ever wondered why all those Egyptian soldiers deserved to die and go to hell, unsaved by a yet-to-be-born Jesus? The soldiers were loyally following the orders of their society’s ruler in chasing Moses and the Jews into exile…if Pharaoh told the soldiers to march, they were given no choice, and that’s a situation that your Christian god decided was their lot in life, and yet…..casually murders them all in a clearly racist decision to save one group of his children, at the expense of another group of his children. But that seems to make sense to you, though I can’t see how.
      Lastly your comment, “Although you state your dad suffered greatly with his disease at the conclusion of his life, his recollections were valid. Therefore, they are valued.” …what recollections are these? Are you talking about the completely, utterly, fictional recollections that were put into that preposterous movie, “Billy”? You do realize every word attributed to my father in that film was invented by the screenwriter, and never said by my father. Dad didn’t recognize his own wife and children for YEARS previous to his passing away, and couldn’t have carried on a conversation with a reporter about his own shoe size, let alone discuss his relationship with Billy or the church. If you’re putting any belief into a word of that film, you’re once again falling into the trap of believing what you WISH to be true, rather that what actually is true.
      The reason you’ve never come across any “scientific proof” of god (as you call it) is because there is none. There never has been. Your Christian god exists as much as Santa, the Easter Bunny, Odin, or the flying spaghetti monster does…he’s a lovely story to tell children, but shouldn’t have a thing to do with the thoughts of a rational adult.

  2. You’ve got a fascinating family! Wish the article were longer. But fun looking everyone up, then reading the above comments!

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