Gentle Thoughts for Today -
Birds of a feather flock together . . . .and then shit on your car.
A penny saved is a government oversight.
The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends.
The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.
He who hesitates is probably right.
Did you ever notice: The Roman Numerals for forty (40) are XL.
If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.
The sole purpose of a child's middle name is so he can tell when he's really in trouble..
Did you ever notice: When you put the 2 words 'The' and 'IRS' together it spells 'Theirs...'
Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.
Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know 'why' I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.
When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to your youth, think of Algebra.
You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.
One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young. Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
Lord, Keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth . . .. . . . . AMEN!
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Bill Holman and my son, Jeff... Sam
I mentioned Bill Holman in my last post. Bill had four daughters as I recall. Bill was a tough Brooklyn , NY guy who became paralyzed in mid-career. Bill didn't quit though. Bill was an investor before and during the good and bad stock market times. He did well and he continued it nearly 24/7 as a paraplegic. Bill had been a successful construction engineer.
Bill advertised in the Westerville News and Public Opinion for a weitght lifting helper. My sons and a few of their friends had converted our garage- and Jeanie's small laundry room into a dead weight training facility- the laundry room for the winter. Neither son was extroverted, except with their sporting friends. Jay is the oldest by nearly six years. Both played and loved various sports well. Jay was sufficiently good to play basketball for the Miami (Ohio) Jr. Varsity in 74-75 and to help Geno's of columbus win an "Open" state championship in Softball later. But Jay inherited the Hunter family frame (tall and skinny) of his grandmother Weddington's brothers and his grandfather Weddington's dogged determination and smarts. Jay answered Bill's ad and and got the job. Instead, he told Bill he was answering for his brother, Jeff, who almost refused to go meet Bill, but yielded to his brother's proddiing. Bill resisted a bit. Was it Miles Standish who courted the lady for his friend? Anyway, Bill hired Jeff, though his hesitance was because of Jeff's shy and laid back personality, especially compared to Jay''s.
The job began- the tough , wise, older engineer and the young - also hesitant, Jeff. Bill stayed physically and mentally strong and Jeff was further challenged by Bill's tough and intelligent prodding of Jeff's person. They were great friends.
The story proceeded much like the "Thanks for you Time" post I forwarded from my friend Lou Flores!
Bill has passed on now, but Jeff told me that he later bought a hundred acres in the middle of Florida and set up homes for his wife, June, and their two mothers, who lived with them until their deaths. He also had homes built for each of his four daughters and their families around him. For a few good years though, Jeff helped him lift weights to keep Bill's body and mind healthy and Bill instilled much of the good sense Jeff has shown throughout his life into my young son.
Bill Holman was one of the strong individuals who took care of his family and those he loved, even with his handicap in life, and is a true American hero in my estimation.
Thanks for your time!
Sam
Bill advertised in the Westerville News and Public Opinion for a weitght lifting helper. My sons and a few of their friends had converted our garage- and Jeanie's small laundry room into a dead weight training facility- the laundry room for the winter. Neither son was extroverted, except with their sporting friends. Jay is the oldest by nearly six years. Both played and loved various sports well. Jay was sufficiently good to play basketball for the Miami (Ohio) Jr. Varsity in 74-75 and to help Geno's of columbus win an "Open" state championship in Softball later. But Jay inherited the Hunter family frame (tall and skinny) of his grandmother Weddington's brothers and his grandfather Weddington's dogged determination and smarts. Jay answered Bill's ad and and got the job. Instead, he told Bill he was answering for his brother, Jeff, who almost refused to go meet Bill, but yielded to his brother's proddiing. Bill resisted a bit. Was it Miles Standish who courted the lady for his friend? Anyway, Bill hired Jeff, though his hesitance was because of Jeff's shy and laid back personality, especially compared to Jay''s.
The job began- the tough , wise, older engineer and the young - also hesitant, Jeff. Bill stayed physically and mentally strong and Jeff was further challenged by Bill's tough and intelligent prodding of Jeff's person. They were great friends.
The story proceeded much like the "Thanks for you Time" post I forwarded from my friend Lou Flores!
Bill has passed on now, but Jeff told me that he later bought a hundred acres in the middle of Florida and set up homes for his wife, June, and their two mothers, who lived with them until their deaths. He also had homes built for each of his four daughters and their families around him. For a few good years though, Jeff helped him lift weights to keep Bill's body and mind healthy and Bill instilled much of the good sense Jeff has shown throughout his life into my young son.
Bill Holman was one of the strong individuals who took care of his family and those he loved, even with his handicap in life, and is a true American hero in my estimation.
Thanks for your time!
Sam
Thanks for your time... Bill Holman and my son, Jeff- Thanks to his brother, Jay!... Sam
Bill Holman was such a good friend as this to my son, Jeff. Thanks Lou!
Sam
----- Original Message -----
From: luis flores
To: Bill W
Sent: Friday, September 10, 2010 22:58
Subject: Thanks for your time
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. ONCE YOU READ THIS YOU WILL UNDERSTAND!
A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door.
It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.
Over the phone, his mother told him, 'Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday.' Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.
'Jack, did you hear me?'
'Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,' Jack said.
'Well, he didn't forget y ou. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it,' Mom told him.
'I loved that old house he lived in,' Jack said.
'You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life,' she said
'He's the one who taught me carpentry,' he said. 'I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important... Mom, I'll be there for the funeral,' Jack said.
As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.
The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.
Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.
'What's wrong, Jack?' his Mom asked.
'The box is gone,' he said
'What box?' Mom asked.
'There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'' Jack said.
It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.
'Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him,' Jack said. 'I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom.'
It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. 'Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days,' the note read.
Early t he next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. 'Mr. Harold Belser' it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.
'Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life.' A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.
Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved:
'Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser.'
'The thing he valued most was...my time'
Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. 'Why?' Janet, his assistant asked.
'I need some time to spend with my son,' he said.
'Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!'
'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away ,'
Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.
1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
5. You mean the world to someone.
6. If not for you, someone may not be living.
7. You are special and unique.
8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.
9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.
10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.
11. Someone that you don't even know exists, loves you.
12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.
13 Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy
14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.
you will certainly brighten someone's day and might change their perspective on life...for the better.
To everyone I send this to
Thanks for your time!
Sam
----- Original Message -----
From: luis flores
To: Bill W
Sent: Friday, September 10, 2010 22:58
Subject: Thanks for your time
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. ONCE YOU READ THIS YOU WILL UNDERSTAND!
A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door.
It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.
Over the phone, his mother told him, 'Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday.' Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.
'Jack, did you hear me?'
'Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,' Jack said.
'Well, he didn't forget y ou. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it,' Mom told him.
'I loved that old house he lived in,' Jack said.
'You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life,' she said
'He's the one who taught me carpentry,' he said. 'I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important... Mom, I'll be there for the funeral,' Jack said.
As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.
The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.
Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.
'What's wrong, Jack?' his Mom asked.
'The box is gone,' he said
'What box?' Mom asked.
'There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'' Jack said.
It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.
'Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him,' Jack said. 'I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom.'
It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. 'Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days,' the note read.
Early t he next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. 'Mr. Harold Belser' it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.
'Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life.' A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.
Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved:
'Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser.'
'The thing he valued most was...my time'
Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. 'Why?' Janet, his assistant asked.
'I need some time to spend with my son,' he said.
'Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!'
'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away ,'
Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.
1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
5. You mean the world to someone.
6. If not for you, someone may not be living.
7. You are special and unique.
8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.
9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.
10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.
11. Someone that you don't even know exists, loves you.
12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.
13 Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy
14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.
you will certainly brighten someone's day and might change their perspective on life...for the better.
To everyone I send this to
Thanks for your time!
Car airconditioning... Thanks Pat Richards Whitehead!
Subject: Car A/C
My car book says to roll down the windows to let out all the hot air before turning on A/C. WHY ???
Car Air-conditioning - No wonder more folks are dying from cancer than ever before. We wonder where this stuff comes from but here is an example that explains a lot of the cancer causing incidents. Many people are in their cars first thing in the morning and the last thing at night, 7 days a week. As I read this, it makes me feel guilty and ill. Please pass this on to as many people as possible. Guess its not too late to make some changes
Car A/C (Air Conditioning) MUST READ!!! Please do NOT turn on A/C as soon as you enter the car.
Open the windows after you enter your car and then turn ON the AC after a couple of minutes.
Here's why: According to research, the car dashboard, seats, air freshener emit Benzene, a Cancer causing toxin (carcinogen - take time to observe the smell of heated plastic in your car)
In addition to causing cancer, Benzene poisons your bones, causes anemia and reduces white blood cells. Prolonged exposure will cause Leukemia, increasing the risk of cancer. Can also cause miscarriage.
Acceptable Benzene level indoors is 50mg per sq.ft. A car parked indoors with windows closed will contain 400-800 mg of Benzene.
If parked outdoors under the sun at a temperature above 60 degrees F, the Benzene level goes up to 2000-4000 mg, 40 times the acceptable level.
People who get into the car, keeping windows closed will inevitably inhale, in quick succession, excessive amounts of the toxin.
Benzene is a toxin that affects your kidney and liver.. What's worse, it is extremely difficult for your body to expel
this toxic stuff.
So friends, please open the windows and door of your car - give time for interior to air out -dispel the deadly stuff - before you enter.
Thought: 'When someone shares something of value with you and you benefit from it, you have a moral obligation to share it with others.'
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My car book says to roll down the windows to let out all the hot air before turning on A/C. WHY ???
Car Air-conditioning - No wonder more folks are dying from cancer than ever before. We wonder where this stuff comes from but here is an example that explains a lot of the cancer causing incidents. Many people are in their cars first thing in the morning and the last thing at night, 7 days a week. As I read this, it makes me feel guilty and ill. Please pass this on to as many people as possible. Guess its not too late to make some changes
Car A/C (Air Conditioning) MUST READ!!! Please do NOT turn on A/C as soon as you enter the car.
Open the windows after you enter your car and then turn ON the AC after a couple of minutes.
Here's why: According to research, the car dashboard, seats, air freshener emit Benzene, a Cancer causing toxin (carcinogen - take time to observe the smell of heated plastic in your car)
In addition to causing cancer, Benzene poisons your bones, causes anemia and reduces white blood cells. Prolonged exposure will cause Leukemia, increasing the risk of cancer. Can also cause miscarriage.
Acceptable Benzene level indoors is 50mg per sq.ft. A car parked indoors with windows closed will contain 400-800 mg of Benzene.
If parked outdoors under the sun at a temperature above 60 degrees F, the Benzene level goes up to 2000-4000 mg, 40 times the acceptable level.
People who get into the car, keeping windows closed will inevitably inhale, in quick succession, excessive amounts of the toxin.
Benzene is a toxin that affects your kidney and liver.. What's worse, it is extremely difficult for your body to expel
this toxic stuff.
So friends, please open the windows and door of your car - give time for interior to air out -dispel the deadly stuff - before you enter.
Thought: 'When someone shares something of value with you and you benefit from it, you have a moral obligation to share it with others.'
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Important Information... Thanks Ralph Hovertmale!
Subject: Fw: Impt. info
For your information.
Regards,
Ralph
Sent: Wednesday, September 08, 2010 8:31 PM
Subject: FW: Impt. info
----- Original Message -----
important tip for safety
THE RECENT TRAGEDY OF A YOUNG WOMAN BEING KIDNAPPED AND EVENTUALLY KILLED
AFTER SHE HAD REPEATEDLY GIVEN THE KIDNAPPER A WRONG PIN TO HER ATM CARD.
IF YOU SHOULD EVER BE FORCED BY A ROBBER TO WITHDRAW MONEY FROM AN ATM MACHINE,
YOU CAN NOTIFY THE POLICE BY ENTERING YOUR PIN # IN REVERSE. FOR EXAMPLE, IF YOUR
PIN NUMBER IS 1234 THEN YOU WOULD PUT IN 4321.
THE ATM RECOGNIZES THAT YOUR PIN NUMBER IS BACKWARDS FROM THE ATM CARD YOU
PLACED IN THE MACHINE. THE MACHINE WILL STILL GIVE YOU THE MONEY YOU REQUESTED,
BUT UNKNOWN TO THE ROBBER, THE POLICE WILL BE IMMEDIATELY DISPATCHED TO HELP YOU.
THIS INFORMATION WAS RECENTLY BROADCASTED ON FOX TV AND IT STATES THAT IT
IS SELDOM USED BECAUSE PEOPLE DON'T KNOW IT EXISTS.
PLEASE PASS THIS ALONG to your friends and family!!
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For your information.
Regards,
Ralph
Sent: Wednesday, September 08, 2010 8:31 PM
Subject: FW: Impt. info
----- Original Message -----
important tip for safety
THE RECENT TRAGEDY OF A YOUNG WOMAN BEING KIDNAPPED AND EVENTUALLY KILLED
AFTER SHE HAD REPEATEDLY GIVEN THE KIDNAPPER A WRONG PIN TO HER ATM CARD.
IF YOU SHOULD EVER BE FORCED BY A ROBBER TO WITHDRAW MONEY FROM AN ATM MACHINE,
YOU CAN NOTIFY THE POLICE BY ENTERING YOUR PIN # IN REVERSE. FOR EXAMPLE, IF YOUR
PIN NUMBER IS 1234 THEN YOU WOULD PUT IN 4321.
THE ATM RECOGNIZES THAT YOUR PIN NUMBER IS BACKWARDS FROM THE ATM CARD YOU
PLACED IN THE MACHINE. THE MACHINE WILL STILL GIVE YOU THE MONEY YOU REQUESTED,
BUT UNKNOWN TO THE ROBBER, THE POLICE WILL BE IMMEDIATELY DISPATCHED TO HELP YOU.
THIS INFORMATION WAS RECENTLY BROADCASTED ON FOX TV AND IT STATES THAT IT
IS SELDOM USED BECAUSE PEOPLE DON'T KNOW IT EXISTS.
PLEASE PASS THIS ALONG to your friends and family!!
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