How times have
changed
THEN
&
NOW
Friday, February 15, 2013
The tiny cabin ... Thanks Lyle S!
The Tiny Cabin
The Tiny Cabin
A social worker from a big city in Massachusetts recently transferred to the mountains of West Virginia and was on the first tour of her new territory when she came upon the tiniest cabin she had ever seen in her life. Intrigued, she went up and knocked on the door. "Anybody home?" she asked.
"Yep," came a kid's voice through the door.
"Is your father there?" asked the social worker.
"Pa? Nope, he left afore Ma came in," said the kid.
"Well, is your mother there?" persisted the social worker.
"Ma? Nope, she left just afore I got here," said the kid.
"But," protested the social worker, (thinking that surely she will need to intervene in this situation) "are you never together as a family?"
"Sure, but not here," said the kid through the door. "This is the outhouse!"
Government workers are so very smart. Aren't you overjoyed that they'll soon be handling all our financial, educational and medical dilemmas?
A social worker from a big city in Massachusetts recently transferred to the mountains of West Virginia and was on the first tour of her new territory when she came upon the tiniest cabin she had ever seen in her life. Intrigued, she went up and knocked on the door. "Anybody home?" she asked.
"Yep," came a kid's voice through the door.
"Is your father there?" asked the social worker.
"Pa? Nope, he left afore Ma came in," said the kid.
"Well, is your mother there?" persisted the social worker.
"Ma? Nope, she left just afore I got here," said the kid.
"But," protested the social worker, (thinking that surely she will need to intervene in this situation) "are you never together as a family?"
"Sure, but not here," said the kid through the door. "This is the outhouse!"
Government workers are so very smart. Aren't you overjoyed that they'll soon be handling all our financial, educational and medical dilemmas?
Kim Jung Un ... Thanks Ralph H!
Subject: Fw: Oh Rats !
Kim Jung Un
Kim Jung Un had NO military experience whatsoever before Daddy made him a four-star general.
This snot-nosed twerp had never accomplished anything in his life that would even come close to military leadership.
He hadn't even so much as led a Cub Scout troop, coached a sports team, or commanded a military platoon.
So he is made the "Beloved Leader" Of North Korea .
Terrific!
Kim Jung Un had NO military experience whatsoever before Daddy made him a four-star general.
This snot-nosed twerp had never accomplished anything in his life that would even come close to military leadership.
He hadn't even so much as led a Cub Scout troop, coached a sports team, or commanded a military platoon.
So he is made the "Beloved Leader" Of North Korea .
Terrific!
Oh Rats!
I'm sorry.
I just remembered that we did the same thing.
We took an arrogant community organizer, who had never worn a uniform, and made him Commander-in-Chief.
A guy, who had never had a real job, worked on a budget, or led anything more than an ACORN demonstration, and we made him "Beloved Leader" of the United States
TWICE !!!
I'm so sorry I brought this up.
Never mind.
I thought I heard a twig snap ... Thanks Ron Walters!
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21 Big Dogs ... Thanks Anon !
They are BIG!!!!
1. This dog who just wants to tan.
2. Zeus, the dog who likes to relax on the couch.
3. This dog who wants a hug.
4. This adorable dog who kind of resembles a wolf.
5. This dog trying to watch TV.
6. This dog who doesn't like to go to the vet.
7. This dog who is definitely hogging the couch.
8. This dog who just wants to escape that rat thing on the floor.
9. This dog who you can't hide treats from.
10. This dog who takes babysitting too seriously.
11. This dog who likes chairs.
12. This dog who could mop my entire kitchen by rolling over once.
13. This dog who thinks the sink is his water bowl.
14. This dog who just wants to be a kid.
15. This dog who doubles as a stool.
16. This guy who's convinced he's a lap dog.
17. This dog who just wants to cuddle.
18. This dog who's basically a horse for Chihuahuas .
19. This dog who's investigating something.
20. This dog who's dreaming of bacon and bones.
21. This dog who would be a great shoulder to cry on.
Rex Chapman article on Nerlens Noel injury
rc on the hardwood
I received a tweet on Tuesday evening from @Jeremy_Ba11 which read, “I
saw Noel at the children’s hospital visiting kids with cancer. He didn’t
deserve this. He’s a great person.”
The injury gods don’t discriminate.
If you’re a basketball fan a bit like myself – on Tuesday night with 8:04 remaining in the second half of a game between No. 7 Florida and No. 25 Kentucky — you likely tried to cover your eyes or mouth, winced and were forced to turn away from your television when Kentucky’s 18-year old freshman standout Nerlens Noel went down in a heap on the floor with what appeared to be a very serious knee injury. If you’re similar to me, something inside compelled you to change the channel — at least briefly. If you’re exactly like me, when you flipped back to the game only to hear this young man lying on the floor writhing in pain, grabbing his left knee and screaming so loudly that not even the producer in the ESPN truck broadcasting the game to a national audience could shield viewers from the sound of such a terrible scene, you likely felt sick to your stomach.
As an unapologetic Kentucky Wildcat alum and fan, when Anthony Davis left last season to be the No. 1 pick in the NBA Draft, I immediately tempered all expectations I had for the skinny 6-foot-10 kid who’d signed with the university and had “UK” scrawled in the back of his head during his most recent trip to the barber. I mean, you’ve seen kids like this come and go, right? You know the look — designs shaved in their haircuts, more arm, elbow and knee sleeves than Meadowlark Lemon. Come on, that kid arrives in one form or another on every campus across the country year in and year out, doesn’t he? Much sizzle until the season begins and then … little steak. Runs like a deer, jumps like a deer … thinks like a deer.
It took me 30 minutes of practice in October at the Joe Craft basketball athletic facility on Kentucky’s campus this past fall to realize that this young, skinny kid named Nerlens Noel — who looked like a Ferrari — was more like a rugged, dependable, hard-knockin’ Chevy truck under the hood. Sure, the sizzle was there, but there was filet mignon for days. This young Noel kid could play for Bobby Knight any day of the week. Heart, hustle, desire — just like the play he was injured on Tuesday evening.
Nerlens Noel
Kentucky | C | Fr.
Injuries, in the sports world, are strange things. Serious injuries in
sports unfortunately are, as Forrest Gump would say, “like peas and
carrots.” They’re like peanut butter and jelly.
Whether you’ve played middle school, high school, rec league, intramural, college or pro sports, the chances are that you’ve been on the court or field when one of your friends or opponents has suffered a bad injury. No matter the level, no matter the person — what you’ve just witnessed is something you know that you’ll never forget. And you don’t.
I’ve seen more than my fair share of horrible injuries over the years in sports. The first one that comes to mind for me and many other folks around my age is QB Joe Theismann of the Washington Reskins, after being hit by the ferocious Lawrence Taylor. The vision of arguably the toughest, baddest player in NFL history (Taylor) screaming, jumping, motioning for help and grabbing his helmet as if to be saying, “Oh my God! What have I done?” after seeing Theismann’s right tibia and fibula both snap in two is unforgettable. That vision of 9:10:53 PM is something that was burned into my memory from the moment I saw it happen on live television Monday night Nov. 18th, 1985. I’m sure I’ll never forget it.
I’ve seen awful injuries happen to opponents right at my feet — such as NBA star Ron Harper in January of 1990, when I cut off Ron from going baseline, but his knee decided to keep on going, leaving him in a crumpled pile grabbing his knee while I’m kneeled beside him motioning frantically for a trainer, a doctor or ANYONE who knows anything more than I know to “get here and get here quick!” I’ve trailed teammates on fast breaks, like Danny Manning, who blew out his knee for the THIRD TIME as I was the first teammate to arrive and hold his hands while waiting for medical personnel to arrive and assist my longtime buddy. Those memories never leave.
And of course, I’ve suffered a few bad injuries myself. Likely the worst happened in a game on MLK Day in 1994 when I landed on Dennis Rodman’s foot after a bucket and fell to the floor grabbing my ankle. A compound fracture and dislocation of my right ankle with a partially torn Achilles tendon. Honestly, I don’t even remember that injury hurting at the time. Not when it happened or even during the two-plus hours it took for the ambulance to transport me to the hospital due to the blizzard happening on the East Coast that day. Nope, what I will always remember though, were the looks of sheer TERROR on the faces of opponents David Robinson and Rodman or teammates Tom Gugliotta and Kenny Walker while I was laying there on the floor. I still have the occasional dream of that injury happening.
But injuries like the ones on Tuesday night to UK’s Nerlens Noel are even harder to process and seem to tug at your heart strings that much more. When a college kid is injured, no matter what school you root for or where your allegiances may lie, your heart goes out to the young student athlete who was injured doing the one thing he’s dedicated his young life to doing and doing it for OUR entertainment.
When a pro athlete is injured, while still difficult to watch, there is a mindset that says, “Well, he was injured on the job and at least he is very well compensated for doing what he does.” But when a young athlete in college suffers a severe injury it’s viewed differently — and it should be.
I have to give credit to the NCAA for doing something exemplary in the
past year. They created a Student-Athlete Insurance Program which allows
up to $5 million worth of insurance — financed by the NCAA — for a
premium of roughly $40,000 per year which guards against a catastrophic
or career-ending injury. While $5 million is a drop in the bucket of
what NCAA players such as Nerlens Noel or, for instance, a healthy
Jadeveon Clowney — on the football side of the ledger — will likely earn
over the lifetime of their respective professional careers, THIS IS A
HUGE STEP in the right direction.
I saw a picture of Nerlens Noel late Tuesday night — obviously taken by an out of control Kentucky basketball fan — after he’d just arrived back in Lexington, Ky. from Gainesville, Fla. on the team plane. Noel was on crutches waiting for a team manager to open the door for him so that he could get out of the cold and into his DORMATORY. No entourage. No family members. Just an 18-year old youngster who knows good and well that an entire sports world views him as a consensus top-three draft pick whenever he ultimately decides to leave UK for the riches that await him someday in the NBA. A kid who’s flat-topped head I’m sure is spinning and filled with many more questions than answers right now. The point is, he’s a kid.
I’ve gotten to know Noel a little bit during his brief career proudly wearing the same Kentucky blue and white I spent my college years wearing. And from the little time I’ve spent around him, watched him practice, heard little things coaches and those around the Kentucky program have to say about him — this really is a unique young man.
We all found out yesterday that Nerlens Noel has a torn ACL. If this were years ago, his injury would be considered career-threatening. However, not any longer. Two words big fella, ADRIAN PETERSON.
Not surprisingly, it already appears that young “Noilens” (n’yuk, yuk, yuk. Sorry, can never help myself) already has his head in the right place, as he sent out a tweet just hours after receiving the difficult news about his left knee saying, “Minor setback for a MAJOR comback.” Come on -– where does perspective like this come from? I’m 45 years old and still fall to pieces when I get a sniffle.
Injuries and rehab are every bit a part of basketball as are blocked shots and floor burns. So, Nerlens, take it fast and it won’t last. Take it slow and you’ll go. Try to rest up and enjoy it all — from the rehab itself to the ice baths afterwards. From the tears of frustration and those of pain to every little stride you make between now and the time we get to see you back healthy -– as a bigger, better and badder Nerlens Noel on the basketball court. Take a deep breath and exhale. Look around and take it all in. Because I promise, you’ll be back on the grind before you know it, homeboy.
Rex Chapman played at Kentucky from 1986-88. He was a two-time All-SEC selection as well as an NABC All-American in 1988 before opting for the NBA Draft. He was the No. 1 choice — eighth overall — of Charlotte and played for the Hornets (1988-92), Washington Bullets (1992-95), Miami Heat (1995-96) and Phoenix Suns (1996-2000). Follow Rex on Twitter @rexchapman.
The injury gods don’t discriminate.
If you’re a basketball fan a bit like myself – on Tuesday night with 8:04 remaining in the second half of a game between No. 7 Florida and No. 25 Kentucky — you likely tried to cover your eyes or mouth, winced and were forced to turn away from your television when Kentucky’s 18-year old freshman standout Nerlens Noel went down in a heap on the floor with what appeared to be a very serious knee injury. If you’re similar to me, something inside compelled you to change the channel — at least briefly. If you’re exactly like me, when you flipped back to the game only to hear this young man lying on the floor writhing in pain, grabbing his left knee and screaming so loudly that not even the producer in the ESPN truck broadcasting the game to a national audience could shield viewers from the sound of such a terrible scene, you likely felt sick to your stomach.
As an unapologetic Kentucky Wildcat alum and fan, when Anthony Davis left last season to be the No. 1 pick in the NBA Draft, I immediately tempered all expectations I had for the skinny 6-foot-10 kid who’d signed with the university and had “UK” scrawled in the back of his head during his most recent trip to the barber. I mean, you’ve seen kids like this come and go, right? You know the look — designs shaved in their haircuts, more arm, elbow and knee sleeves than Meadowlark Lemon. Come on, that kid arrives in one form or another on every campus across the country year in and year out, doesn’t he? Much sizzle until the season begins and then … little steak. Runs like a deer, jumps like a deer … thinks like a deer.
It took me 30 minutes of practice in October at the Joe Craft basketball athletic facility on Kentucky’s campus this past fall to realize that this young, skinny kid named Nerlens Noel — who looked like a Ferrari — was more like a rugged, dependable, hard-knockin’ Chevy truck under the hood. Sure, the sizzle was there, but there was filet mignon for days. This young Noel kid could play for Bobby Knight any day of the week. Heart, hustle, desire — just like the play he was injured on Tuesday evening.
Nerlens NoelKentucky | C | Fr.
| PPG | RPG | BPG | FG% |
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| 10.5 | 9.5 | 4.4 | 59.0 |
Whether you’ve played middle school, high school, rec league, intramural, college or pro sports, the chances are that you’ve been on the court or field when one of your friends or opponents has suffered a bad injury. No matter the level, no matter the person — what you’ve just witnessed is something you know that you’ll never forget. And you don’t.
I’ve seen more than my fair share of horrible injuries over the years in sports. The first one that comes to mind for me and many other folks around my age is QB Joe Theismann of the Washington Reskins, after being hit by the ferocious Lawrence Taylor. The vision of arguably the toughest, baddest player in NFL history (Taylor) screaming, jumping, motioning for help and grabbing his helmet as if to be saying, “Oh my God! What have I done?” after seeing Theismann’s right tibia and fibula both snap in two is unforgettable. That vision of 9:10:53 PM is something that was burned into my memory from the moment I saw it happen on live television Monday night Nov. 18th, 1985. I’m sure I’ll never forget it.
I’ve seen awful injuries happen to opponents right at my feet — such as NBA star Ron Harper in January of 1990, when I cut off Ron from going baseline, but his knee decided to keep on going, leaving him in a crumpled pile grabbing his knee while I’m kneeled beside him motioning frantically for a trainer, a doctor or ANYONE who knows anything more than I know to “get here and get here quick!” I’ve trailed teammates on fast breaks, like Danny Manning, who blew out his knee for the THIRD TIME as I was the first teammate to arrive and hold his hands while waiting for medical personnel to arrive and assist my longtime buddy. Those memories never leave.
And of course, I’ve suffered a few bad injuries myself. Likely the worst happened in a game on MLK Day in 1994 when I landed on Dennis Rodman’s foot after a bucket and fell to the floor grabbing my ankle. A compound fracture and dislocation of my right ankle with a partially torn Achilles tendon. Honestly, I don’t even remember that injury hurting at the time. Not when it happened or even during the two-plus hours it took for the ambulance to transport me to the hospital due to the blizzard happening on the East Coast that day. Nope, what I will always remember though, were the looks of sheer TERROR on the faces of opponents David Robinson and Rodman or teammates Tom Gugliotta and Kenny Walker while I was laying there on the floor. I still have the occasional dream of that injury happening.
But injuries like the ones on Tuesday night to UK’s Nerlens Noel are even harder to process and seem to tug at your heart strings that much more. When a college kid is injured, no matter what school you root for or where your allegiances may lie, your heart goes out to the young student athlete who was injured doing the one thing he’s dedicated his young life to doing and doing it for OUR entertainment.
When a pro athlete is injured, while still difficult to watch, there is a mindset that says, “Well, he was injured on the job and at least he is very well compensated for doing what he does.” But when a young athlete in college suffers a severe injury it’s viewed differently — and it should be.
| KENTUCKY LOSES NOEL FOR YEAR |
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| • Noel tears ACL in left knee |
| No. 7 UF makes easy work of No. 25 UK |
I saw a picture of Nerlens Noel late Tuesday night — obviously taken by an out of control Kentucky basketball fan — after he’d just arrived back in Lexington, Ky. from Gainesville, Fla. on the team plane. Noel was on crutches waiting for a team manager to open the door for him so that he could get out of the cold and into his DORMATORY. No entourage. No family members. Just an 18-year old youngster who knows good and well that an entire sports world views him as a consensus top-three draft pick whenever he ultimately decides to leave UK for the riches that await him someday in the NBA. A kid who’s flat-topped head I’m sure is spinning and filled with many more questions than answers right now. The point is, he’s a kid.
I’ve gotten to know Noel a little bit during his brief career proudly wearing the same Kentucky blue and white I spent my college years wearing. And from the little time I’ve spent around him, watched him practice, heard little things coaches and those around the Kentucky program have to say about him — this really is a unique young man.
We all found out yesterday that Nerlens Noel has a torn ACL. If this were years ago, his injury would be considered career-threatening. However, not any longer. Two words big fella, ADRIAN PETERSON.
Not surprisingly, it already appears that young “Noilens” (n’yuk, yuk, yuk. Sorry, can never help myself) already has his head in the right place, as he sent out a tweet just hours after receiving the difficult news about his left knee saying, “Minor setback for a MAJOR comback.” Come on -– where does perspective like this come from? I’m 45 years old and still fall to pieces when I get a sniffle.
Injuries and rehab are every bit a part of basketball as are blocked shots and floor burns. So, Nerlens, take it fast and it won’t last. Take it slow and you’ll go. Try to rest up and enjoy it all — from the rehab itself to the ice baths afterwards. From the tears of frustration and those of pain to every little stride you make between now and the time we get to see you back healthy -– as a bigger, better and badder Nerlens Noel on the basketball court. Take a deep breath and exhale. Look around and take it all in. Because I promise, you’ll be back on the grind before you know it, homeboy.
Rex Chapman played at Kentucky from 1986-88. He was a two-time All-SEC selection as well as an NABC All-American in 1988 before opting for the NBA Draft. He was the No. 1 choice — eighth overall — of Charlotte and played for the Hornets (1988-92), Washington Bullets (1992-95), Miami Heat (1995-96) and Phoenix Suns (1996-2000). Follow Rex on Twitter @rexchapman.
Audi Self-parking car ... Thanks Pidge F!
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Funeral Expenses Thanks Anon Ymous!
FUNERAL EXPENSESObama goes on a State visit to Israel. While he is on a tour of Jerusalem, he has a fatal heart attack.
The undertakers tells the US diplomats: "You can have him shipped home for $1 million or you can bury him here in the Holy Land for $100."
The US diplomats go into a huddle and come back to the undertaker and tell
him they still want Obama flown home.
The undertaker is puzzled and asks: "Why would you spend $1 million to get him home when it would be wonderful to be buried here in this religious country and you would only spend $100?"
One diplomat replied: "More than 2000 years ago a man died here, was buried here, and just 3 days later he rose from the dead. We simply can't take that risk".
In God We Trust
Jim Fout, Doc Yeagle, and Jack Plymale Triumvirate
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My brother, George, in Plant city, Fl reads the Porstmouth Daily Times
and he told me about Jim
Fout's death. The triumvirate of Jim, Doc, and Jack has been a bit
reduced. I am indeed sorry.
A few of our other friends have also passed and I am now an
octogenarian. The old Torjan days
seem gone. I can still remember the thrill of slipping over that
northeast brick wall to see those
uniformed Trojans start a season. The opening kick was glory to us
eight to thirteen year old
A, B, and C league urchins from throughout the depression-surviving
city of mainly blue collar families.
Heaven will afford camaraderie for all accepting the Christ. We must
look forward to that good friend.
I pray that Gib, Gus, Doc, Jim, John Rapp, Clark Rapalee and all good
Portsmouth people may
reminisce the good lives we have had.
Sam
On Thu, Feb 14, 2013 at 9:36 PM, Jack Plymale <jackh.plymale@gmail.com> wrote:
> Sam, I don't recall if I told you that my last best buddy Jim Fout
> left this old" Vale of tears" a month or two ago. Any world could
> never be the same when He and Doc Yeagle have left it. Jim was a few
> months younger than I am.My health seems pretty good for 85 years. No
> particular aches or pains.My balance has become terrible the last few
> months and some days I carry a cane but no particular distress. a good
> bit of embarrassment, but no distress. Hope you are well. You seem to
> stay active, Jack P----- Happy valentines day!!!!!!!!!!!!
>
> --
> Jack P.
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