Baloons- Thanks Fred RTamsey!

Fred Ramsey, still of Portsmouth and PHS 55, recently lost his daughter, Carole Lee, PHS 76.

PS:  I am truly sorry that I cannot presently add the picture to this blog post.  I have added it onto my computer as the screen saver.  I am praying for the soul of your daughter and have confidence in the "advocator" of us all, Jesus Christ.





Fred,



God bless you and your family, Fred, even in the loss of your daughter, Carole Lee Ramsey. I am sure that she is more valuable than a very beautiful and colorful baloon.





We are all kids who love the beautiful things of life!






Great attitude! Keep the faith!



Sam



----- Original Message -----




From: Fred Ramsey



Sent: Sunday, June 06, 2010 23:47





Subject: BALLOONS






I always loved a balloon.........................Fred









>> THIS IS FOR YOU! Read









>>> under the photo too!





 Life is too short to wake up with regrets.









 Love the people who treat you right.









 Forget about the ones who don't.









 Believe everything happens for a reason.








 If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands.









 If it changes your life, let it.









 Nobody said life would be easy.









 They just promised it would be worth it.






 Friends are like balloons.









 Once you let them go, you can't get them back.









 So I'm gonna tie you to my heart so I never lose you.









Send these balloons to your friends.









 You must also return it to me.









 If four balloons are returned to you,








 something you have been waiting for a long time will happen!!!!

DUI WV style- Thanks Judi cole!

Betty, that's pretty clever!






On Sun, Jun 6, 2010 at 9:12 PM, judith Cole wrote:







Subject: Fw: DUI - WEST VIRGINIA STYLE




Only a person in West Virginia could think of this.



From the county where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes this true story. Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar in Clarksburg , WV after last call the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so apparently intoxicated that he could barely walk.



The man stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity in which he tried his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed to find his car and fall into it.



He sat there for a few minutes as a number of other patrons left the bar and drove off.



Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off--it was a fine, dry summer night--, flicked the blinkers on and off a couple of times, honked the horn and then switched on the lights.



He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little and then remained still for a few more minutes as some more of the other patrons' vehicles left.



At last, when his was the only car left in the parking lot, he pulled out and drove slowly down the road.



The police officer, having waited patiently all this time, now started up his patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over and administered abreathalyzer test.





To his amazement, the breathalyzer indicated no evidence that the man had consumed any alcohol at all!



Dumbfounded, the officer said, I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the police station.



This breathalyzer equipment must be broken.'



'I doubt it,' said the truly proud Redneck. 'Tonight I'm the designated decoy.'