John Derossett
- Cinema and Television , John's Blog , TV Show Reviews
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Ozark Critical Review
Critical Review of Ozark Netflix’s Ozark delivers a gripping, atmospheric exploration of crime, morality, and family dynamics in rural America. Created by Bill Dubuque and Mark Williams, the show captures the descent of Marty Byrde, a financial planner who, along with his family, becomes ensnared in the dangerous world of money laundering for a Mexican drug cartel. Led by Jason Bateman, who stars as Marty and also directs several episodes, and Laura Linney as his complex and fiercely resilient wife Wendy, the series has gained a reputation for its tense storytelling and bleak, stylistically stark visuals. Strong Performances and Character Development The cast…
- John's Blog , Opinion
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Veterans Day Message: A Letter of Unity, Resilience, and Honor
Fellow Service Members, Today, as we observe Veterans Day, I’m reaching out not just as a service member, but as a comrade who has stood side by side with you, sharing the same unwavering commitment, sense of duty, and pride in our mission. Veterans Day is a day that brings us together, uniting us under a shared bond that transcends ranks, branches, or time. Whether you’ve served for a few years or several decades, you are part of a legacy that has shaped history and will continue to do so. This day, above all, belongs to you and to every veteran who has…
- John's Blog , Poetry
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In Times Embrace
For My Dad – in Loving Memory of Johnny E. Derossett In quiet shadows, by his side,My father lay as memories cried,A decade lost in bitter strain,But love, like rivers, rose again. I held his hand, so frail and cold,Reclaiming warmth long left untold.In silence deep, our gazes met,Where words had faltered, hearts were set. The years dissolved like morning mist,In his tired eyes, I found the twist—Regret and love, entwined as one,Our wounds both healing, nearly done. He whispered softly, “Son, I know—”And in those words, forgiveness flowed.The hurt, the pride, both slipped away,As death drew near the break of day. Now…
- Poetry
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My Wife Marlene – Together for Eternity
You are the sun that warms my days,A love that lights my endless maze.Your laughter fills the quiet air,A joy that makes the world seem fair. In every glance, I find my home,With you, I’m never left alone.Your gentle strength lifts up my soul,In your embrace, I’m always whole. Through trials, storms, and paths unknown,Your heart has been my steadfast stone.In every moment, great or small,You are my everything, my all. With every breath, I thank the skies,For you, my love, my heart’s sweet prize.Forevermore, in love we’ll be,Together for eternity.
- Poetry
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Mom – My Shining Star
A gentle heart, so full of grace,With every smile, a warm embrace.Her hands have held me through the years,Wiping away both joy and tears. Her voice, a song that soothes the night,Guiding me toward what’s right.In every word, a lesson dear,She calms my soul, removes my fear. Through every storm, she stands so tall,A steady rock, when I might fall.Her love, a light that never fades,Through darkest nights, it gently wades. Mom, you’re my strength, my shining star,No matter where, you’re never far.In every heartbeat, you’re a part,Forever resting in my heart.
- John's Blog
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Changes – again
There’s so much I want to do. I like writing the reviews. I like writing my stories too, but the website was getting so filled up, one was getting lost in the other. So, I decided to buy the .net version of my domain. On this website (.com), I am going to publish my stories. On the other website (.net) I am going to publish my reviews and such. Whatever is already on that website though is going to stay there, except my poems, which I will bring back over here. Everyone that knows me, knows that I like to write about crime.…
- Poetry
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Not a Word
So much time passed;Not a word between us;Living close by, but never seen;No letters, no calls;Not a word between us; We live our lives like we’re happy;Living day to day like we each don’t exist;Not a word between us;Reality is I miss you every day;I want to call but I can’t;Not a word between us; I try to write, but then I stop;I don’t know what to say;Not a word between us;I’m stubborn, but so are you;I want to talk but don’t know what to do;Not a word between us; I guess I’ll wait, but we’re the same;Not a word between us;It’ll probably…
- Poetry
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My Pretty Mom
My pretty mom, you inspire me to write,how I love the way you smiled at us,I love your smiling face and eyes,and the dimples that appeared. No longer will we see that smiling face,except in memories gone by,I often sit around the house,with tears running from my eyes. Time wasted over the years,as we traveled and did our own thing,we talked a lot on the phone,but it never was the same. Thoughts of you invade my mind,both day and night,I sit and struggle not to cry,No matter what I do, I always lose the fight. I love the way you used to dance,it…
- Poetry
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My Dad – A poem Written by John Derossett
I miss you much,The memories are my only companion,I did not become what you wanted me to be,I regret, as I clasp my hands to grieve As the hopelessness eats away,I clasp my hands and pray,I hope to see you once again,But I am still here. I think about it every night,I am not a saint,nor even good,Dearly departed The anguish of loss tortures me,I wish I would have called sooner,Your memories wash away my tears,But my life now is without humor. The anguish tortures,It leaves a heavy heart,I should have realized sooner,That at some point we would part. I remember best, the…
