About Mercantile Mart!
Mercantile
Mart is a family owned and operated online business located
in Cleburne Texas adjoining the Cleburne state park (See Sidebar
Article). We have been at this location since 2001 offering
high quality products at a fair price. The owners "Mark J. Liberto"
and "Gail Turnbow" believe in quality not quantity.
Here at Mercantile Mart our focus is to provide a unique shopping
experience with the utmost in customer service. We bring you
a mix of high quality products from some of the best artists,
crafters, and manufacturers from around the world.
Here at Mercantile Mart we are Americans and proud of Americans.
We try to purchase American made products when ever possible
therefore putting Americans back to work and to keep America
strong. You too can help, buy American made products when you
can and keep jobs here for Americans instead of helping some
foreign country to get your hard earned dollar.
We Believe
In
one God, the Father, the Almighty, maker of heaven and earth
of all that is seen and unseen. We believe in one Lord, Jesus
Christ, the only Son of God, eternally begotten of the Father,
God from God, Light from Light, true God from true God, begotten,
not made, one in Being with the Father. Through Him all things
were made. For us men and for our salvation He came down from
heaven; by the power of the Holy Spirit He was born of the Virgin
Mary, and became man. For our sake He was crucified under Pontius
Pilate; He suffered died, and was buried. On the third day He
rose in fulfillment of the Scriptures; He ascended into heaven
and is seated at the right hand of the Father. He will come
again in glory to judge the living and the dead, and his kingdom
will have no end. We believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the
giver of life, who proceeds from the Father and the Son. With
the Father and the Son He is worshiped and glorified. He has
spoken through the Prophets. We acknowledge one baptism for the forgiveness
of sins. We look for the resurrection of the dead, and the life
of the world to come.
Who We Are
Ground
Control: at least that's what we call it. Who says you
can't live in the boonies and have all the high tech stuff.
This is our contact with the outside world.
Mark J. Liberto moved to Texas about thirty five years ago.
I was born and raised in Chicago the oldest of five children.
I grew up in the city but always wanted to live in the country
away from the noise and crowds associated with living in any
big urban area. I enjoy the peace and quite nature provides
along with the slower pace (I do miss the Pizza Though). I believe
we should all slow down, lose the cell phone or lap top and
enjoy what life has to offer. I believe in quality not quantity
that is one of the reasons for Mercantile Mart, offering a quality
product at a fair price. I also believe in America and the American
way of life, let's keep our country strong by buying American
made products when we can.
Norma
Gail Turnbow has lived in Texas for the last 17 years.
I was born and raised in Utah and was the youngest of two children,
my brother was five years older than I. We had wonderful parents
and spent a lot of time fishing, camping, and just spending
time together. My parents always taught me that honesty is the
best policy and with a last name of "Trusty" it seems to go
together. My mother, father, and brother have all passed on
and I will always remember the good times we had together. I
married at a very young age and was blessed with three wonderful
children. They now have all grown up and are married now blessing
me with six beautiful grandchildren. I am very proud of them
all.
Some Of Our Friends Past And Present
"YUKON" Gone But Not Forgotten
Mutley was a stray on his way to the animal shelter where
he would not have made it. We decided to rescue him as he was
being loaded on the truck, we were lucky and the dog catcher
let us have him. He is still with us, living proof you can teach
an "old dog" new tricks.
Egypt shown here as a pup was with us for almost a year
but now is gone.
Fuzzball is shown here as a puppy and has grown into
a real handful. She keeps us busy with her antics and is just
spoiled rotten.
Sheba had a short life, sadly somebody thought it was
fun to use a puppy for target practice and shot her. I found
her when I arrived home, she managed to crawl back from where
she was shot and died in our yard.
Poopas is just Poopas a fun loving animal who just loves
to lay around and take it easy. You will usually find her asleep
in the driveway taking in some sun.
Baby is the latest addition to the tribe, although the
runt of the litter she is something else. Her mother is Fuzzball
(above) so I imagine she will be a handful too.
Mans Best Friend
A
dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves
himself. But right now animal shelters are struggling to help
a record number dogs, victims of the bad economy. Dogs are being
returned to already overcrowded shelters and the cruel truth
is that many will not make it. Record numbers of dogs are being
dumped, abandoned and turned out onto the street. Others will
suffer hunger, abuse, and neglect. Please help stop this brutal
cycle, adopt a furry little friend from an animal shelter. Do
not support Puppy Mills by buying dogs from pet stores, there
are so many beautiful loving dogs waiting for you at your local
shelter. Many shelters are putting record numbers of helpless
dogs to sleep because there is just no more room or money for
them. If you just can't have a dog donate your time or some
money to the ASPCA or to your local shelter.
If there are no dogs in Heaven, then
when I die I want to go where they went.
- Will Rogers -
That Darn Cat
Let
us not forget the latest addition to the gang, "Memory".
Named that because we found her on Memorial Day a few years
back. Half dead, skin and bones, not even weaned yet. The dogs
brought her to us from somewhere, we don't know where. We cleaned
her up, gave her food, and in the picture on the left you can
see what we ended up with. You all no the phrase "You have created
a monster", on the left is ours! A cat is not like a dog you
never own one you are put here to serve the cat. A cat allows
you to live in the house with it so you can cater to it's every
wish. A cat eats what it want's not what you want it to, if
you ever have opened many cans of food hoping your majesty will
pick one, you know what I mean. I think God created these creatures
just to show us humans our real place in the scheme of things.
Just remember if the cat doesn't get what it want's when it
want's you ain't sleeping until it does. The favorite is the
swan dive off the headboard landing flat in the middle of your
stomach. As you are removing what feels like 50lbs of fat furry
cat from your gut you are reminded of your place in the house.
You are now awake at 2:00am trying to figure out what the master
want's to eat for a morning snack. Half awake as you finally
find something your little monster will eat it comes to you,
the reason God made them so cute is so you don't kill them and
just love them.
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Cleburne State Park
Cleburne State Park is a 528-acre park that
encompasses a lively 116-acre, spring-fed lake. Located southwest
of Fort Worth in Johnson County, the park was acquired from
the city of Cleburne and private owners in 1935-36 and was opened
in 1938.
The region surrounding Cleburne State Park was a favorite hunting
ground for many Indian tribesmen, since it comprised densely
wooded country amidst plains and included several clear water
springs. The Comanche's used this area as a trail from the northwest
to raid the homesteads in the south. The Indians would lead
two fresh horses as they rode a third one, switching to a fresh
horse as each one was winded. In this manner, they would escape
their pursuers.
Their concealed trail was last used for a raid on Kimbell (now
known as Kimbell Bend) which, built in 1851, was the first town
in Johnson County. Kimbell was established on the Chisholm Trail
at its crossing on the Brazos River. Vast herds of cattle from
the southern ranches in Texas crossed at Kimbell Bend going
north to the markets. The park, located eight miles north of
Kimbell Bend, was also a good camp site for the cowboys who
drove cattle on the Chisholm Trail.
In 1934, this beautiful valley of springs was recognized as
a picturesque locality for a park. A group of local businessmen,
interested in its development, secured it for the State Park
Board to establish a state park. In 1935, Civilian Conservation
Corps (C.C.C.) Company 3804 of the federal government moved
into the park site to start developing a park.
The enrollees built a small earthen dam to impound the park's
116-acre lake, with a beautiful masonry, three-level spillway,
then cleared a three-mile-long scenic roadway around the lake.
A concession building, boathouse, and bathhouse were built in
1936, with additions in 1940.
The park residence, water tower, and interior
furnishings display a variety of handcrafted wood and metal
ornaments.
Meet Me In The Stairwell
You say you will never forget where you were when you heard
the news on September 11th 2001, Neither will I. I was on the
110th floor in a smoked filled room with a man who called his
wife to say "Good-Bye." I held his fingers steady as he dialed.
I gave him the peace to say "Honey, I am not going to make it,
but it is OK I am ready to go."
****
I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their
children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words
and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night.
****
I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried
out to me for help. "I have been knocking on the door of your
heart for 50 years!" I said "Of course I will show you the way
home - only believe in me now." ****
I was at the base of the building with the priest ministering
to injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend to
his flock in heaven. He heard my voice and answered. ****
I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every
prayer.
****
I was with the crew as they were overtaken.
****
I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting
and assuring them that their faith has saved them.
****
I was in Texas, Kansas, and London.
****
I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news.
Did you sense me there?
****
I want you to know I saw every face, I new every name though
not all know me. Some met me for the first time on the 86th
floor.
****
Some sought me with their last breath. Some couldn't hear me
calling to them through the smoke and the flames; "Come this
way take my hand." Some chose for the final time, to ignore
me but, I was there. I did not place you in the tower that day.
You may not no why, but I do. However, if you were there in
that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for me?
****
September 11th 2001 was not the end of the journey for you.
But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you
as well. Seek me now while I may be found. Then at any moment,
you know you are "ready to go." I will be in the stairwell of
your final moments.
