Just a "mum" ... Mum's the word ... Thx Clay and Carol V!

Just a Mum,,,JUST  EXCELLENT.
JUST  A  MUM?

A  woman, renewing her  driver's licence  ,
was asked by the woman at  Registry to  state her  occupation.
She hesitated,  uncertain how to  classify  herself.  

'What  I mean is, '  explained the woman at Registry,   
'do you have a job  or are you  just a ...?'

'Of course I have a  job,'  snapped the   woman.
'I'm  a Mum.' 

'We don't list 'Mum' as an  occupation,    'housewife'  covers  it,' 
Said   the recorder emphatically. 


I  forgot all about her  story until one day I found myself  in the same situation.  
The  Clerk was obviously a career  woman,  poised,
efficient, and possessed of a  high sounding  title like,
'Official  Interrogator' or 'City   Registrar.'

'What  is your  occupation?' she  probed.

What made me say  it?  I  do not know.   
The  words simply popped out.   
'I'm a  Research Associate in the field  of 
Child Development and Human Relations.' 

The  clerk paused,  ball-point pen frozen  in mid-air and
looked up as though she had not heard  right.  

I  repeated the title  slowly emphasizing the most  significant words.
Then I stared  with  wonder as my pronouncement was  written,
in bold,  black ink on the   official questionnaire.

'Might  I ask,' said  the clerk with new  interest,
'just what you do in your field?' 

Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice,
I heard myself  reply,
'I  have a continuing program of research,
(what mother doesn't) 
In  the laboratory and in the   field,
(normally I would  have said  indoors and out).  
I'm working  for my  Masters, (first the Lord and then the whole family)
and already  have four  credits (all daughters). 
Of course,  the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities,
(any mother care to disagree?)
and I often work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it).  
But  the job is more challenging than  most  run-of- the -mill careers and the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just  money.'

There was  an increasing  note of respect in the clerk's voice as she 
completed the form, stood up and personally ushered me to the door

As I drove into our driveway,  buoyed up by my  glamorous new career,
I  was greeted by my lab assistants -- ages  13, 7,  and 3. 
Upstairs I could hear our  new  experimental model,
(a 6 month old  baby) in the child  development  program,
testing out a new vocal  pattern.    
I   felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy!  
And I had gone on the official records  as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than 'just another  Mum.'     Motherhood!   

What a glorious career!   
Especially  when there's a title on the door.


Does  this make  grandmothers 
'Senior  Research  associates in the field of Child  Development and Human   Relations'
And great  grandmothers
'Executive  Senior  Research Associates? 
I  think so!   
I  also  think it makes Aunts. Associate  Research  Assistants.'



Please send this to another  Mum,
Grandmother,

Aunt, And other friends you  know.  May  your troubles be less,  Your blessing  be more,    And nothing but happiness come through your door!

Be kinder than necessary. Everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.

You never know when a moment and a few sincere words can have an impact on a life.

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To the Airmen of the United States Air Force,



I am the very proud son of an American fighter pilot, one of that treasured
group who served in three wars, built an Air Force, and gave it an enduring
example of courage and mission success.  My dad was a hero.  As a young man,
I asked him who his combat heroes were; he gave me only two names.  One was
Major General Frederick "Boots" Blesse and the other was Colonel George E.
"Bud" Day.  My dad was not easily impressed, so I knew that if they were his
heroes, they were very, very special men.  I was right. 



Earlier this year, my wife Betty and I had the distinct honor of attending
Boots Blesse's funeral at Arlington National Cemetery.  And earlier this
week, I heard that Col "Bud" Day had also "flown west."  Our Air Force is in
mourning.  We know we can never replace him, but today, as he is laid to
rest, we can honor him.



Many of you know his story.  He fought in the South Pacific as a United
States Marine in WWII and later became the Air Force's most highly decorated
warrior.  He was a Medal of Honor recipient with nearly 70 decorations,
which span three wars and four decades.



The medals say a lot about Bud Day, but they cannot capture his unbreakable
spirit, the life-saving impact he had on his fellow prisoners during his
time in captivity, and the inspiration he has been to countless Americans
who've been fortunate enough to have heard his story or shaken his hand.



In Vietnam in 1967, Major Day commanded a squadron of F-100s, the "Misty"
FACs (Forward Air Controllers).  Theirs was one of the most dangerous combat
missions of the war, and they suffered high casualties.



On August 26 Day was shot down and captured.  Seven days later, despite
having a dislocated knee and a badly broken arm, he escaped captivity and
evaded the Viet Cong for 10 days.  He was recaptured just two miles from a
US Marine Corps camp at Con Thien.  Getting so close to freedom only to be
recaptured would have broken the will of most men.  Not Bud Day. 



He was eventually moved to a prison camp known as The Plantation, where he
was tortured daily, and was later moved to the Hanoi Hilton.  Due to his
resistance and toughness, Day became an inspiration to other POWs.  His
roommate at The Plantation, Senator John McCain, wrote, "He was a hard man
to kill, and he expected the same from his subordinates. They (his
roommates) saved my life--a big debt to repay, obviously.  But more than
that, Bud showed me how to save my self-respect and my honor, and that is a
debt I can never repay."



In 1973, after more than five and a half years in captivity, he was
released. The damage by the enemy permanently scarred his body, but his
spirit emerged unbroken.  A year later he was back on flight status, he
became vice commander of the 33th Tactical Fighter Wing, and retired from
active service in 1976.



Col. Bud Day spent a great amount of his remaining years sharing his story
with our Airmen, young and old.  Over the past 22 years, many of those
Airmen have experienced multiple combat deployments themselves, leaning on
the lessons Col Day passed on to all of us, including his two sons, who
proudly serve. 



He deeply understood the challenges we face as a military service, "trying
to keep America aware of the fact that Airpower has been a substantial
reason that we exist as a free nation."



I spoke with Col Day on the phone a couple of months ago, simply to
introduce myself and thank him, on behalf of our entire Air Force, for his
remarkable lifetime of service.  I hung up feeling incredibly proud to be an
Airman, and grateful that my real-life hero was even more impressive than I
had imagined.



Future Airmen will honor his name and treasure his story, not because of the
awards and buildings named in his honor, but for the legendary character,
the unbreakable spirit and the values he demonstrated each and every day.



Airmen today strive to embody the same honor, courage, and integrity shown
by Col Day and those who fought beside him.  And we honor the sacrifices
they made in the spirit of airpower and freedom.



"Push it up" Sir.we're still following your lead.

A touching story- John and Annie Glenn ... thx Ramey H!

A touching story

For half a century, the world has applauded John Glenn as a 

heart-stirring American hero. He lifted the nation's spirits when, as one of

the original Mercury 7 astronauts, he was blasted alone into orbit around

the Earth; the enduring affection for him is so powerful that even now

people find themselves misting up at the sight of his face or the sound of

his voice.

 

       But for all these years, Glenn has had a hero of his own, someone who

he has seen display endless courage of a different kind:

     Annie Glenn.

     They have been married for 68 years.

     He is 90; she turned 92 on Friday.

     This weekend there has been news coverage of the 50th anniversary of

Glenn's flight into orbit. We are being reminded that, half a century down

the line, he remains America 's unforgettable hero.

     He has never really bought that.

     Because the heroism he most cherishes is of a sort that is seldom

cheered. It belongs to the person he has known longer than he has known

anyone else in the world.

     John Glenn and Annie Castor first knew each other when -- literally --

they shared a playpen.

     In New Concord, Ohio, his parents and hers were friends. When the

families got together, their children played.

     John -- the future Marine fighter pilot, the future test-pilot ace,

the future astronaut -- was pure gold from the start. He would end up having

what it took to rise to the absolute pinnacle of American regard during the

space race; imagine what it meant to be the young John Glenn in the small

confines of New Concord.

     Three-sport varsity athlete, most admired boy in town, Mr. Everything.

     Annie Castor was bright, was caring, was talented, was generous of

spirit. But she could talk only with the most excruciating of difficulty. It

haunted her.

     Her stuttering was so severe that it was categorized as an "85%"

disability -- 85% of the time, she could not manage to make words come out.

     When she tried to recite a poem in elementary school, she was laughed

at. She was not able to speak on the telephone. She could not have a regular

conversation with a friend.

     And John Glenn loved her.

     Even as a boy he was wise enough to understand that people who could

not see past her stutter were missing out on knowing a rare and wonderful

girl.

     They married on April 6, 1943. As a military wife, she found that life

as she and John moved around the country could be quite hurtful. She has

written: "I can remember some very painful experiences -- especially the

ridicule."

     In department stores, she would wander unfamiliar aisles trying to

find the right section, embarrassed to attempt to ask the salesclerks for

help. In taxis, she would have to write requests to the driver, because she

couldn't speak the destination out loud. In restaurants, she would point to

the items on the menu.

     A fine musician, Annie, in every community where she and John moved,

would play the organ in church as a way to make new friends. She and John

had two children; she has written: "Can you imagine living in the modern

world and being afraid to use the telephone? 'Hello' used to be so hard for

me to say. I worried that my children would be injured and need a doctor.

Could I somehow find the words to get the information across on the phone?"

     John, as a Marine aviator, flew 59 combat missions in World War II and

90 during the Korean War. Every time he was deployed, he and Annie said

goodbye the same way. His last words to her before leaving were:

     "I'm just going down to the corner store to get a pack of gum."

     And, with just the two of them there, she was able to always reply:

     "Don't be long."

     On that February day in 1962 when the world held its breath and the

Atlas rocket was about to propel him toward space, those were their words,

once again. And in 1998, when, at 77, he went back to space aboard the

shuttle Discovery, it was an understandably tense time for them. What if

something happened to end their life together?

     She knew what he would say to her before boarding the shuttle. He

did -- and this time he gave her a present to hold onto:

     A pack of gum.

     She carried it in a pocket next to her heart until he was safely home.

     Many times in her life she attempted various treatments to cure her

stutter. None worked.

     But in 1973, she found a doctor in Virginia who ran an intensive

program she and John hoped would help her. She traveled there to enroll and

to give it her best effort. The miracle she and John had always waited for

at last, as miracles will do, arrived. At age 53, she was able to talk

fluidly, and not in brief, anxiety-ridden, agonizing bursts.

     John has said that on the first day he heard her speak to him with

confidence and clarity, he dropped to his knees to offer a prayer of

gratitude.

     He has written: "I saw Annie's perseverance and strength through the

years and it just made me admire her and love her even more." He has heard

roaring ovations in countries around the globe for his own valor, but his

awe is reserved for Annie, and what she accomplished: "I don't know if I

would have had the courage."

     Her voice is so clear and steady now that she regularly gives public

talks. If you are lucky enough to know the Glenns, the sight and sound of

them bantering and joking with each other and playfully finishing each

others' sentences is something that warms you and makes you thankful just to

be in the same room.

     Monday will be the anniversary of the Mercury space shot, and once

again people will remember, and will speak of the heroism of Glenn the

astronaut.

     But if you ever find yourself at an event where the Glenn's are

appearing, and you want to see someone so brimming with pride and love that

you may feel your own tears start to well up, wait until the moment that

Annie stands to say a few words to the audience.

     And as she begins, take a look at her husband's eyes.