You all may have heard this before......................
Why are our elcted official & media so upset with Arizona?
Missouri has set the bar! Show me a simple solution to a complex problem & you can bet our federal government had absolutely nothing to do with it!
The "Show Me" state has once again showed how it should be done. Please circulate this around!
In 2007, Missouri placed on the ballot a proposed constitutional amendment designating English as the Official language of Missouri. Nearly 90% voting in favor! English became the official language for ALL governmental proceeding in Missouri. It also means no individual has the right to demand government services in a language OTHER than English. Fairly simple & saves them millions each year.
In 2008 a measure was passed that requires our Highway Patrol and other law enforcement officials to verify the immigration status of any person arrested, and inform federal authorities if the person is found to be here illegally. It allows Missouri law enforcement offices to receive training to enforce federal immigration laws. The bill makes it clear that illegal immigrants will NOT have access to taxpayers’ benefits such as food stamps and health care through Missouri HealthNET. Gee, let’s see - Enforce the law & we save more money!
In 2009 a measure was passed that ensures Missouri's public institutions of higher education do NOT award financial aid to individuals who are here illegally. The law also requires all post-secondary institutions of higher education to annually certify to the Missouri Dept. of Higher Education that they have NOT knowingly awarded financial aid to students who are unlawfully present in the United States. Ditto!
So while Arizona has made national news for its new law, it is important to remember Missouri has been proactive in addressing this growing problem. Total created by our federal government’s failure to do their job.
Missouri has sent a clear message that illegal immigrants are NOT welcome in state and they are certainly NOT welcome to receive public benefits at the expense of Missouri taxpayers!
Article in "The Ozarks Sentinel" Editorial Opinion - Nita Jane Ayres, May 13, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Softball or tennis- spinning a ball
I have never pitched to a batter in softball. I was enthralled by the pitching of Wayne Widdig in the great post WW II district tournaments in Mound Park in Portsmouth, Ohio. I dreamed of giving his windup and slinging the ball at around a hundred miles and hour as Wayne did. I did not give it sufficient practice for anybody to want me to pitch in a fast pitch game. I spoke with Anne Marie and Eddie Feigner- playing wife and great pitcher of the "King and His Court" traveling softball team by phone a few times.
My son, Jay, has always been a fine athlete and he could easily drive a slow pitch softball out of any park he played in. He played no fast pitch softball that I recall; however he has caught nearly a quarter of a million pitches in practicing his fourteen year old daughter, Tobey, in softball pitching.
My good friend, Dick Klitch, from Mound Park childhood and on throughout our lives has made a successful career from his professional tennis teaching. Dick calls his "meat and potatoes" tennis teaching. So many Columbus, Portsmouth, and Columbus area students have benefitted greatly from Dick's "nuggets". Dick's dad, Herman was also a "meat and potatoes" kids' baseball teacher in Portsmouth. The spinning tennis ball also does similar or crazy things when it hits the court. He made a fool out of several adversaries in his early days. Anyway Dick is a master of spinning the tennis ball by hitting it with a racquet.
Spinning the ball is the art of making it do things as it wings through the air. If the racquet or hand causes the ball to rotate counter-clockwise it will curve away from a right hander. If the spin is left to right it will move towards the right hander. If the ball is rotating downward, the ball will drop and if spinning upwards it will rise. Speed and location, getting the ball quickly to where you want it to go, is where practrice develops the player's skills.
Basketball passes can circle around a defender but I have not known of quarterbacks benefitring by spinning the ball except that the perfect spiral is a thing of beauty.
I am a pro at nothing but metallurgical engineering, years of amateur softball playing, and writing. I have never volleyed a tennis ball. But I admire the great athletes I see spinning the softballs and tennis balls and Jeanie and I love to watch our Tobey and Ida Scout as they and many girls have taken over in playing softball.
I am hoping to have Tobey take a lesson from Dick in tennis this coming weekend so that at least she can not be too embarrassed in playing her boyfriend, Charlie, when he returns from camp next Sunday.
My son, Jay, has always been a fine athlete and he could easily drive a slow pitch softball out of any park he played in. He played no fast pitch softball that I recall; however he has caught nearly a quarter of a million pitches in practicing his fourteen year old daughter, Tobey, in softball pitching.
My good friend, Dick Klitch, from Mound Park childhood and on throughout our lives has made a successful career from his professional tennis teaching. Dick calls his "meat and potatoes" tennis teaching. So many Columbus, Portsmouth, and Columbus area students have benefitted greatly from Dick's "nuggets". Dick's dad, Herman was also a "meat and potatoes" kids' baseball teacher in Portsmouth. The spinning tennis ball also does similar or crazy things when it hits the court. He made a fool out of several adversaries in his early days. Anyway Dick is a master of spinning the tennis ball by hitting it with a racquet.
Spinning the ball is the art of making it do things as it wings through the air. If the racquet or hand causes the ball to rotate counter-clockwise it will curve away from a right hander. If the spin is left to right it will move towards the right hander. If the ball is rotating downward, the ball will drop and if spinning upwards it will rise. Speed and location, getting the ball quickly to where you want it to go, is where practrice develops the player's skills.
Basketball passes can circle around a defender but I have not known of quarterbacks benefitring by spinning the ball except that the perfect spiral is a thing of beauty.
I am a pro at nothing but metallurgical engineering, years of amateur softball playing, and writing. I have never volleyed a tennis ball. But I admire the great athletes I see spinning the softballs and tennis balls and Jeanie and I love to watch our Tobey and Ida Scout as they and many girls have taken over in playing softball.
I am hoping to have Tobey take a lesson from Dick in tennis this coming weekend so that at least she can not be too embarrassed in playing her boyfriend, Charlie, when he returns from camp next Sunday.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Facebook or twitter? Thanks Judi Cole! And I thought I was the only one thinking this way
FOR A GOOD LAUGH......This is for the over 50 generation:
I thought about the 30 year business I ran with 1800 employees, all without a Blackberry that played music, took videos, pictures and communicated with Facebook and Twitter.
I signed up under duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their spouses, 13 grandkids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in the modern way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140 characters of space.
That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for Tweeter, Tweetree, Twhirl, Twitterfon, Tweetie and Twittererific Tweetdeck, Twitpix and something that sends every message to my cell phone and every other program within the texting world.
My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of
everything except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.
The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [it's red] phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife as everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. Seems I have to take my hearing aid out to use it,
and I got a little loud.
I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-ul-ating". You would think that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely tolerate me. She would let go with a deep sigh and
then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light. Then when I would make a right turn instead, it was not good.
When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy, the GPS lady, at least she loves me.
To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven't figured out how I can lose three phones all at once and have run around digging under chair cushions and checking bathrooms and the dirty laundry baskets when the phone rings.
The world is just getting too complex for me. They even mess me up every time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on something themselves but this sudden "Paper or Plastic?" every time I check out just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never
remember to take them in with me.
Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or Plastic?" I just say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it's their turn to stare at me with a blank look.
I was recently asked if I tweet. I answered, No, but I do toot a lot."
PS
I know some of you are not over 50; I sent it to you to allow you to forward it to those who are.
I thought about the 30 year business I ran with 1800 employees, all without a Blackberry that played music, took videos, pictures and communicated with Facebook and Twitter.
I signed up under duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their spouses, 13 grandkids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in the modern way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140 characters of space.
That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for Tweeter, Tweetree, Twhirl, Twitterfon, Tweetie and Twittererific Tweetdeck, Twitpix and something that sends every message to my cell phone and every other program within the texting world.
My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of
everything except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.
The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [it's red] phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife as everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. Seems I have to take my hearing aid out to use it,
and I got a little loud.
I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-ul-ating". You would think that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely tolerate me. She would let go with a deep sigh and
then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light. Then when I would make a right turn instead, it was not good.
When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy, the GPS lady, at least she loves me.
To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven't figured out how I can lose three phones all at once and have run around digging under chair cushions and checking bathrooms and the dirty laundry baskets when the phone rings.
The world is just getting too complex for me. They even mess me up every time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on something themselves but this sudden "Paper or Plastic?" every time I check out just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never
remember to take them in with me.
Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or Plastic?" I just say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it's their turn to stare at me with a blank look.
I was recently asked if I tweet. I answered, No, but I do toot a lot."
PS
I know some of you are not over 50; I sent it to you to allow you to forward it to those who are.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Eddie Marsh- John Bob Looney's Brother-In Law- Ginny's husband
Yeah, Eddie must have been corn fed, but he is a Michigander, isn't he, Bob?
----- Original Message -----
From: GolfJL@aol.com
To: bearhare313@roadrunner.com
Sent: Friday, July 30, 2010 23:43
Subject: EDDIES--REMEMBER WHEN HE USE TO SEND THESE/
EDDIES--REMEMBER HIM?
What does a duck eat with soup?
Quackers
What happens when you put a light bulb in a suit of armor?
You have a knight light.
What do you get if you cross a witch with an ice cube?
A cold spell!
Why did the cowboy die with his boots on?
He didn't want to stub his toe when he kicked the bucket.
Why do people dislike going to the dentist
Because he is boring.
What is a tree's favorite state?
Oak-lahoma!
How do you find a missing barber?
You comb the city.
----- Original Message -----
From: GolfJL@aol.com
To: bearhare313@roadrunner.com
Sent: Friday, July 30, 2010 23:43
Subject: EDDIES--REMEMBER WHEN HE USE TO SEND THESE/
EDDIES--REMEMBER HIM?
What does a duck eat with soup?
Quackers
What happens when you put a light bulb in a suit of armor?
You have a knight light.
What do you get if you cross a witch with an ice cube?
A cold spell!
Why did the cowboy die with his boots on?
He didn't want to stub his toe when he kicked the bucket.
Why do people dislike going to the dentist
Because he is boring.
What is a tree's favorite state?
Oak-lahoma!
How do you find a missing barber?
You comb the city.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Warning from Clay Vice! Call the police Danger Alert!
----- Original Message -----
From: Clay Vice
Sent: Thursday, July 29, 2010 20:20
Subject: Fw: Danger Alert
Subject: danger alert
In case you don't have time to read it / look at this right now:
Kids are putting Drano, tin foil, and a little water in soda
bottles and capping it up - leaving it on lawns. When you go to pick up
the trash, and the bottle is shaken just a little - in about 30 seconds
or less it builds up a gas and explodes with enough force to remove some
of your extremities. The liquid that comes out is boiling hot as well.
Don't pick up any plastic bottles that may be lying in your yards or in
the gutter, etc.
Pay attention to this.
1. a plastic bottle with a cap.
2. a little Drano.
3. a little water.
4. a small piece of foil.
5. Disturb it by moving it; and BOOM!!
No fingers left and other serious effects to your face, eyes, etc.
People are finding these bombs in mailboxes and in their yards,
just waiting for you to pick it up intending to put it in the trash.
But, you'll never make it!!! It takes about 30 seconds to blow after
you move the thing.
Well, this one is real - I checked it via the Snopes link enclosed.
http://www.snopes.com/crime/warnings/bottlebomb.asp
See "SNOPES" below....it's true.
http://www.snopes.com/crime/warnings/bottlebomb.asp
From: Clay Vice
Sent: Thursday, July 29, 2010 20:20
Subject: Fw: Danger Alert
Subject: danger alert
In case you don't have time to read it / look at this right now:
Kids are putting Drano, tin foil, and a little water in soda
bottles and capping it up - leaving it on lawns. When you go to pick up
the trash, and the bottle is shaken just a little - in about 30 seconds
or less it builds up a gas and explodes with enough force to remove some
of your extremities. The liquid that comes out is boiling hot as well.
Don't pick up any plastic bottles that may be lying in your yards or in
the gutter, etc.
Pay attention to this.
1. a plastic bottle with a cap.
2. a little Drano.
3. a little water.
4. a small piece of foil.
5. Disturb it by moving it; and BOOM!!
No fingers left and other serious effects to your face, eyes, etc.
People are finding these bombs in mailboxes and in their yards,
just waiting for you to pick it up intending to put it in the trash.
But, you'll never make it!!! It takes about 30 seconds to blow after
you move the thing.
Well, this one is real - I checked it via the Snopes link enclosed.
http://www.snopes.com/crime/warnings/bottlebomb.asp
See "SNOPES" below....it's true.
http://www.snopes.com/crime/warnings/bottlebomb.asp
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
SEAA World Series 14U Girls' Softball- July 19 -25, 2010- A little Gatlinburg nostalgia
Jeanie and I shared a two bedroom condominium at Whispering Pines in Pigeon Forge TN with our son, Jay, and his daughter, Tobey last week. The condo was a wonderful vacation home with jacuzzi and all modern conveniences.
Tobey's Stingray- Leedy 14U team was largely just not up to that level of competition. One pitcher came down with mono and another was hit by a vicious line drive on her pitching wrist early in the competition and the girls became 0-3. They then stopped a team, previously unbeaten in the competition as Tobey pitched a one-hit shutout for a courageous 6-0 Stingrays win. They were then eliminated by an Alabama team who had previously beaten them 8-3 and this time 6-3. The Alabama girls were two time state champions.
The levels of 8U,10U, 12U, 14U, 16U, 18U, and 20U girls must not be older than the stated following-year age during that year of competition. The 14U teams have principally 14 and 15 year old girls. Each team with more older girls on their roster has the important experience edge on the younger teams. I, who played softball until I was 75 two years ago, am amazed at the level of play we see by all of these girls. My sons also played softball as youngsters and as adults. It is as if the young girls were boys with better fundamental groundings. I enjoy the wonderful game of softball as much as any human.
Neither Jeanie nor I took advantage of the myriad of entertainment options in this vacation area. Our entertainment was Stiungray softball, even with the losses. Our girls played hard and well and we are always proud of them.
Most of you probably know that Sieverville and Pigeon Forge and Dollywood seem to be the same tourist town down Rt 441 in TN just less than an hour, traffic permitting, southeast of Knoxville. Some nostalgia for my young bride,Jeanie, and me was a five mile further drive to Gatlinburg. Jeanie and I married January 19, 1952. We had a very small wedding at the Sciotoville Church of Christ with Curt Hess officiating. We postponed a honeymoon except for a quick trip to Chillicothe, OH, 50 miles north of Portsmouth.
The Korean War and the draft were on and, like all young American men when the draft is on at any time, one didn't know how much civilian life they might enjoy before going into service and, mayhaps not returning. One could avoid the draft by enlisting, and I strongly considered joining the Navy as my friends Paul Stamm and Don Ramsey had done. I had quit my factory job at Columbus Coated Fabric and returned to Portsmouth with the plan of enlisting. I reconsidered after talking with a few friends who had been in service during the Big War. Most of them were in no longer than two years, although some had served four or five years. The Marines and Army required a three year enlistment and the Navy and Army Air Force required four. I decided to wait for the draft. We married on the 19th of Janjuary and on the following Monday my friends and neighbors in Portsmouth had a letter stating they expected my presence in the service, but we didn't know when. I worked in WilliamsShoe Factory until going into the Army on my twentieth birthday in November.
That summer, 58 years ago, we honeymooned one night in Gatlinburg in a motel with the name "Fox" in it on our way to Fontana Dam Village on the southwest edge of the Smokies. I stopped at the welcome center going into Gatlinburg and a nice lady contacted a friend because there were no recorded archives listing a motel with "Fox" in the name. The fiftyish lady's friend must have been older like us because she told of "The Fox Place", still there, which was built in 1951. Our stay was in 1952. I drove to the location and went into the lobby which was actually now used for a rafting business. The office attendant said that 80 year old Mrs. Fox lived in one of the condos, now rented for that purpose, and showed me where the lady lives. I knocked and an apparent nurse answered and allowed tme to say hello to Mrs. Fox. The outer building was stone mason and the inner was a then in vogue knotty pine which still was in Mrs. Fox's apartment and which I remembered.
Besides the entertainment of teenage girls playing softball in a "World Series", the little trip down memory lane for old ones now short of memory, was good for Sam and Jeanette.
Tobey's Stingray- Leedy 14U team was largely just not up to that level of competition. One pitcher came down with mono and another was hit by a vicious line drive on her pitching wrist early in the competition and the girls became 0-3. They then stopped a team, previously unbeaten in the competition as Tobey pitched a one-hit shutout for a courageous 6-0 Stingrays win. They were then eliminated by an Alabama team who had previously beaten them 8-3 and this time 6-3. The Alabama girls were two time state champions.
The levels of 8U,10U, 12U, 14U, 16U, 18U, and 20U girls must not be older than the stated following-year age during that year of competition. The 14U teams have principally 14 and 15 year old girls. Each team with more older girls on their roster has the important experience edge on the younger teams. I, who played softball until I was 75 two years ago, am amazed at the level of play we see by all of these girls. My sons also played softball as youngsters and as adults. It is as if the young girls were boys with better fundamental groundings. I enjoy the wonderful game of softball as much as any human.
Neither Jeanie nor I took advantage of the myriad of entertainment options in this vacation area. Our entertainment was Stiungray softball, even with the losses. Our girls played hard and well and we are always proud of them.
Most of you probably know that Sieverville and Pigeon Forge and Dollywood seem to be the same tourist town down Rt 441 in TN just less than an hour, traffic permitting, southeast of Knoxville. Some nostalgia for my young bride,Jeanie, and me was a five mile further drive to Gatlinburg. Jeanie and I married January 19, 1952. We had a very small wedding at the Sciotoville Church of Christ with Curt Hess officiating. We postponed a honeymoon except for a quick trip to Chillicothe, OH, 50 miles north of Portsmouth.
The Korean War and the draft were on and, like all young American men when the draft is on at any time, one didn't know how much civilian life they might enjoy before going into service and, mayhaps not returning. One could avoid the draft by enlisting, and I strongly considered joining the Navy as my friends Paul Stamm and Don Ramsey had done. I had quit my factory job at Columbus Coated Fabric and returned to Portsmouth with the plan of enlisting. I reconsidered after talking with a few friends who had been in service during the Big War. Most of them were in no longer than two years, although some had served four or five years. The Marines and Army required a three year enlistment and the Navy and Army Air Force required four. I decided to wait for the draft. We married on the 19th of Janjuary and on the following Monday my friends and neighbors in Portsmouth had a letter stating they expected my presence in the service, but we didn't know when. I worked in WilliamsShoe Factory until going into the Army on my twentieth birthday in November.
That summer, 58 years ago, we honeymooned one night in Gatlinburg in a motel with the name "Fox" in it on our way to Fontana Dam Village on the southwest edge of the Smokies. I stopped at the welcome center going into Gatlinburg and a nice lady contacted a friend because there were no recorded archives listing a motel with "Fox" in the name. The fiftyish lady's friend must have been older like us because she told of "The Fox Place", still there, which was built in 1951. Our stay was in 1952. I drove to the location and went into the lobby which was actually now used for a rafting business. The office attendant said that 80 year old Mrs. Fox lived in one of the condos, now rented for that purpose, and showed me where the lady lives. I knocked and an apparent nurse answered and allowed tme to say hello to Mrs. Fox. The outer building was stone mason and the inner was a then in vogue knotty pine which still was in Mrs. Fox's apartment and which I remembered.
Besides the entertainment of teenage girls playing softball in a "World Series", the little trip down memory lane for old ones now short of memory, was good for Sam and Jeanette.
The Will of God- Thanks Clay Vice
The Will of God:
Concentrate:
Concentrate on this sentence; "To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did." When God takes something from your grasp, He's not punishing you, but merely opening your hands to receive something else. Concentrate on this sentence. "The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you." Something good will happen to you today, something that you have been waiting for, or to hear. Please do not break. Just 27 words, God our Father, walk through my house and take away all my worries and illnesses and please watch over and heal my family in Gods' name, Amen. This prayer is so powerful. Pass this on to 12 people, including me. A blessing is coming to you. Does God come first in your life? If so, stop what your doing & send it to 12 people and watch what He does!
Concentrate:
Concentrate on this sentence; "To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did." When God takes something from your grasp, He's not punishing you, but merely opening your hands to receive something else. Concentrate on this sentence. "The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you." Something good will happen to you today, something that you have been waiting for, or to hear. Please do not break. Just 27 words, God our Father, walk through my house and take away all my worries and illnesses and please watch over and heal my family in Gods' name, Amen. This prayer is so powerful. Pass this on to 12 people, including me. A blessing is coming to you. Does God come first in your life? If so, stop what your doing & send it to 12 people and watch what He does!
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