Suffice to say...
I have not been the very best at anything I have done, but I know I have done my very best.
Sam
Monday, November 8, 2010
Five things your cell phone can do... Thanks T & C!
Thanks T & C!
----- Original Message -----
From: Tom and Carolyn Lynch
Sent: Saturday, November 06, 2010 20:47
Subject: FW: Cell Phone (If true, good info)
Five Things You Never Knew Your Cell Phone Could Do
For all the folks with cell phones. (This should be printed and kept in your car, purse, and wallet. Good information to have with you.) There are a few things that can be done in times of grave emergencies. Your mobile phone can actually be a life saver or an emergency tool for survival. Check out the things that you can do with it:
Emergency
The Emergency Number worldwide for Mobile is 112. If you find yourself out of the coverage area of your mobile network and there is an Emergency, dial 112 and the mobile will search any existing network to establish the emergency number for you, and interestingly, this number 112 can be dialed even if the keypad is locked. Try it out.
Locked Keys in Car
Have you locked your keys in the car? Does your car have remote keyless entry? This may come in handy someday. Good reason to own a cell phone:
If you lock your keys In the car and the spare keys are at home, call someone at home on their cell phone from your cell phone. Hold your cell phone about a foot from your car door and have the person at your home press the unlock button, holding it near the mobile phone on their end. Your car will unlock. Saves someone from having to drive your keys to you. Distance is no object. You could be hundreds of miles away, and if you can reach someone who has the other 'remote' for your car, you can unlock the doors (or the trunk).
Editor's Note: It works fine! We tried it out and it unlocked our car over a cell phone!'
Hidden Battery Power
Imagine your cell battery is very low. To activate, press the keys *3370#. Your cell phone will restart with this reserve and the instrument will show a 50% increase in battery. This reserve will get charged when you charge your cell phone next time.
How to disable a STOLEN mobile phone?
To check your Mobile phone's serial number, key in the following Digits on your phone: *#06#.
A 15-digit code will appear on the screen. This number is unique to your handset. Write it down and keep it somewhere safe.
If your phone is stolen, you can phone your service provider and give them this code. They will then be able to block your handset so even if the thief changes the SIM card, your phone will be totally useless. You probably won't get your phone back, but at least you know that whoever stole it can't use/sell it either. If everybody does this, there would be no point in people stealing mobile phones.
Free Directory Calls for Cells
Cell phone companies are charging us $1.00 to $1.75 or more for 411 information calls when they don't have to. Most of us do not carry a telephone directory in our vehicle, which makes this situation even more of a problem. When you need to use the 411 information option, simply dial: (800) FREE411 or (800) 373-3411 without incurring any charge at all. Program this into your cell phone now.
----- Original Message -----
From: Tom and Carolyn Lynch
Sent: Saturday, November 06, 2010 20:47
Subject: FW: Cell Phone (If true, good info)
Five Things You Never Knew Your Cell Phone Could Do
For all the folks with cell phones. (This should be printed and kept in your car, purse, and wallet. Good information to have with you.) There are a few things that can be done in times of grave emergencies. Your mobile phone can actually be a life saver or an emergency tool for survival. Check out the things that you can do with it:
Emergency
The Emergency Number worldwide for Mobile is 112. If you find yourself out of the coverage area of your mobile network and there is an Emergency, dial 112 and the mobile will search any existing network to establish the emergency number for you, and interestingly, this number 112 can be dialed even if the keypad is locked. Try it out.
Locked Keys in Car
Have you locked your keys in the car? Does your car have remote keyless entry? This may come in handy someday. Good reason to own a cell phone:
If you lock your keys In the car and the spare keys are at home, call someone at home on their cell phone from your cell phone. Hold your cell phone about a foot from your car door and have the person at your home press the unlock button, holding it near the mobile phone on their end. Your car will unlock. Saves someone from having to drive your keys to you. Distance is no object. You could be hundreds of miles away, and if you can reach someone who has the other 'remote' for your car, you can unlock the doors (or the trunk).
Editor's Note: It works fine! We tried it out and it unlocked our car over a cell phone!'
Hidden Battery Power
Imagine your cell battery is very low. To activate, press the keys *3370#. Your cell phone will restart with this reserve and the instrument will show a 50% increase in battery. This reserve will get charged when you charge your cell phone next time.
How to disable a STOLEN mobile phone?
To check your Mobile phone's serial number, key in the following Digits on your phone: *#06#.
A 15-digit code will appear on the screen. This number is unique to your handset. Write it down and keep it somewhere safe.
If your phone is stolen, you can phone your service provider and give them this code. They will then be able to block your handset so even if the thief changes the SIM card, your phone will be totally useless. You probably won't get your phone back, but at least you know that whoever stole it can't use/sell it either. If everybody does this, there would be no point in people stealing mobile phones.
Free Directory Calls for Cells
Cell phone companies are charging us $1.00 to $1.75 or more for 411 information calls when they don't have to. Most of us do not carry a telephone directory in our vehicle, which makes this situation even more of a problem. When you need to use the 411 information option, simply dial: (800) FREE411 or (800) 373-3411 without incurring any charge at all. Program this into your cell phone now.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Fw- GW Thanks Dr. Hovermale!
Subject: GW
WHAT AN AWESOME TRIBUTE TO GEORGE W BUSH!
PLEASE READ THE ENTIRE STORY NO MATTER WHAT YOUR PERCEPTION IS OF HIM. YOU WON'T REGRET
IT...
Story by: Bruce Vincent
For those of us who sometimes find ourselves having doubts about our
former President, here is an excellent piece -- worth every minute it
takes to read it. This story is from Bruce Vincent of Libby , Montana who
had gone to the White House with others to receive an award from the
President.
He writes:
I've written the following narrative to chronicle the day of the award
ceremony in DC. I'm still working on a press release but the
White House press corps has yet to provide a photo to go with it.
When the photo comes I'll ship it out. When you get done
reading this you'll understand the dilemma I face in telling this story
beyond my circle of close friends.
Stepping into the Oval Office, each of us was introduced to the President
and Mrs. Bush. We shook hands and participated in small talk.
When the President was told that we were from Libby , Montana ,
I reminded him that Marc Racicot is our native son and the President
offered his warm thoughts about Governor Racicot.
I have to tell you, I was blown
away by two things upon
entering the office. First, the Oval Office sense of 'place' is
unreal. The President later shared a story of Russian President
Putin entering the room prepared to tackle the President in a tough negotiation
and upon entering, the atheist muttered his first words to the
President and they were "Oh, my God."
I concurred. I could feel the history in my bones. Second, the
man that inhabits the office engaged me with a firm handshake and a
look that can only be described as penetrating. Warm, alive, fully
engaged, disarmingly penetrating. I was admittedly concerned about
meeting the man. I think all of us have an inner hope that the most
powerful man in our country is worthy of the responsibility and authority
that we bestow upon them through our vote.
I admit that part of me was afraid that I would be let
down by the moment -- that the person and the place could not meet the
lofty expectations of my fantasy world. This says nothing about my
esteem for President Bush but just my practical realization that
reality may not match my 'dream.'
Once inside the office, President Bush got right down to business and,
standing in front of his desk, handed out the awards one at a time
while posing for photos with the winners and Mrs. Bush. With the
mission accomplished, the President and Mrs. Bush relaxed and initiated
a lengthy, informal conversation about a number of things with our
entire small group. He and the First Lady talked about such things as
the rug in the office. It is traditionally designed by the First Lady
to make a statement about the President, and Mrs. Bush chose a
brilliant yellow sunburst pattern to reflect 'hope.' President
Bush talked about the absolute need to believe that with hard work and
faith in God there is every reason to start
each day in the Oval Office with hope. He and the First Lady were asked
about the impact of the Presidency on their marriage and, with an arm
casually wrapped around Laura, he said that he thought the place may be
hard on weak marriages but that it had the ability to make strong
marriages even stronger and that he was blessed with a strong one.
After about 30 or 35 minutes, it was time to go. By then we were all
relaxed and I felt as if I had just had an excellent visit with a
friend. The President and First Lady made one more pass down the line
of awardees, shaking hands and offering congratulations. When the
President shook my hand I said, "Thank you Mr. President and God bless
you and your family." He was already in motion to the next
person in line, but he stopped abruptly turned fully back to me, gave
me a piercing look, renewed the vigor of his handshake and said,
"Thank you -- and God bless you and
yours as well."
On our way out of the office we were to leave by the glass doors on the
west side of the office. I was the last person in the exit line. As I
shook his hand one final time, President Bush said, "I'll be sure
to tell Marc hello and give him your regards."
I then did something that surprised even me. I said to him, "Mr.
President, I know you are a busy man and your time is precious. I also
know you to be a man of strong faith and I have a favor to ask of
you."
As he shook my hand he looked me in the eye and said, "Just name
it." I told him that my step-Mom was at that moment in a hospital
in Kalispell, Montana ,
having a tumor removed from her skull and it would mean a great deal to
me if he would consider adding her to his prayers that day. He grabbed
me by the arm and took me back toward his desk as he said, "So
that's it. I could tell that something is weighing heavy on your heart
today. I could see it in your eyes. This explains it."
From the top drawer of his desk he retrieved a pen and a note card with
his seal on it and asked, "How do you spell her name?" He
then jotted a note to her while discussing the importance of family and
the strength of prayer. When he handed me the card, he asked about the
surgery and the prognosis. I told him we were hoping that it is not a
recurrence of an earlier cancer and that, if it is, they can get it all
with this surgery.
He said, "If it's okay with you, we'll take care of the prayer
right now. Would you pray with me?" I told him yes and he turned
to the staff that remained in the office and hand motioned the folks to
step back or leave. He said, "Bruce and I would like some private
time for a prayer."
As they left he turned back to me and took my hands in his. I was
prepared to do a traditional prayer stance -- standing with each other
with heads bowed. Instead, he reached for my head with his right hand
and pulling gently forward, he placed my head on his shoulder.
With his left arm on my mid-back, he pulled me to him in a
prayerful embrace.
He started to pray softly. I started to cry. He continued his prayer
for Loretta and for God's perfect will
to be done. I cried some more. My body shook a bit as I cried and he
just held tighter. He closed by asking God's
blessing on Loretta and the family during the coming months. I stepped
away from our embrace, wiped my eyes, swiped at the tears I'd left on
his shoulder, and looked into the eyes of our president. I thanked him
as best I could and told him that me and my family would continue
praying for him and his.
As I write this account down and reflect upon what it
means, I have to tell you that all I really know is that his simple act
left me humbled and believing. I so hoped that the man I thought him to
be was the man that he is. I know that our nation needs a man such as
this in the Oval Office. George W. Bush is the real deal. I've read
Internet stories about the President praying with troops in hospitals
and other such uplifting accounts. Each time I read them I hoped them
to be true and not an Internet perpetuated myth. This one, I know to be
true. I was there. He is real. He has a pile of incredible stuff on his
plate each day -- and yet he is tuned in so well to the here and now
that he 'sensed' something heavy on my heart. He took time out of his
life to care, to share, and to seek God's
blessing for my family in a simple man-to-man, father-to-father,
son-to-son, husband-to-husband, Christian- to-Christian prayerful
embrace. He's not what I had hoped he would be. He is, in fact, so
very, very much more.
NOTE: If you decide to forward this story... please do not
add to it. Let Mr. Vincent's encounter stand as he wrote it.
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WHAT AN AWESOME TRIBUTE TO GEORGE W BUSH!
PLEASE READ THE ENTIRE STORY NO MATTER WHAT YOUR PERCEPTION IS OF HIM. YOU WON'T REGRET
IT...
Story by: Bruce Vincent
For those of us who sometimes find ourselves having doubts about our
former President, here is an excellent piece -- worth every minute it
takes to read it. This story is from Bruce Vincent of Libby , Montana who
had gone to the White House with others to receive an award from the
President.
He writes:
I've written the following narrative to chronicle the day of the award
ceremony in DC. I'm still working on a press release but the
White House press corps has yet to provide a photo to go with it.
When the photo comes I'll ship it out. When you get done
reading this you'll understand the dilemma I face in telling this story
beyond my circle of close friends.
Stepping into the Oval Office, each of us was introduced to the President
and Mrs. Bush. We shook hands and participated in small talk.
When the President was told that we were from Libby , Montana ,
I reminded him that Marc Racicot is our native son and the President
offered his warm thoughts about Governor Racicot.
I have to tell you, I was blown
away by two things upon
entering the office. First, the Oval Office sense of 'place' is
unreal. The President later shared a story of Russian President
Putin entering the room prepared to tackle the President in a tough negotiation
and upon entering, the atheist muttered his first words to the
President and they were "Oh, my God."
I concurred. I could feel the history in my bones. Second, the
man that inhabits the office engaged me with a firm handshake and a
look that can only be described as penetrating. Warm, alive, fully
engaged, disarmingly penetrating. I was admittedly concerned about
meeting the man. I think all of us have an inner hope that the most
powerful man in our country is worthy of the responsibility and authority
that we bestow upon them through our vote.
I admit that part of me was afraid that I would be let
down by the moment -- that the person and the place could not meet the
lofty expectations of my fantasy world. This says nothing about my
esteem for President Bush but just my practical realization that
reality may not match my 'dream.'
Once inside the office, President Bush got right down to business and,
standing in front of his desk, handed out the awards one at a time
while posing for photos with the winners and Mrs. Bush. With the
mission accomplished, the President and Mrs. Bush relaxed and initiated
a lengthy, informal conversation about a number of things with our
entire small group. He and the First Lady talked about such things as
the rug in the office. It is traditionally designed by the First Lady
to make a statement about the President, and Mrs. Bush chose a
brilliant yellow sunburst pattern to reflect 'hope.' President
Bush talked about the absolute need to believe that with hard work and
faith in God there is every reason to start
each day in the Oval Office with hope. He and the First Lady were asked
about the impact of the Presidency on their marriage and, with an arm
casually wrapped around Laura, he said that he thought the place may be
hard on weak marriages but that it had the ability to make strong
marriages even stronger and that he was blessed with a strong one.
After about 30 or 35 minutes, it was time to go. By then we were all
relaxed and I felt as if I had just had an excellent visit with a
friend. The President and First Lady made one more pass down the line
of awardees, shaking hands and offering congratulations. When the
President shook my hand I said, "Thank you Mr. President and God bless
you and your family." He was already in motion to the next
person in line, but he stopped abruptly turned fully back to me, gave
me a piercing look, renewed the vigor of his handshake and said,
"Thank you -- and God bless you and
yours as well."
On our way out of the office we were to leave by the glass doors on the
west side of the office. I was the last person in the exit line. As I
shook his hand one final time, President Bush said, "I'll be sure
to tell Marc hello and give him your regards."
I then did something that surprised even me. I said to him, "Mr.
President, I know you are a busy man and your time is precious. I also
know you to be a man of strong faith and I have a favor to ask of
you."
As he shook my hand he looked me in the eye and said, "Just name
it." I told him that my step-Mom was at that moment in a hospital
in Kalispell, Montana ,
having a tumor removed from her skull and it would mean a great deal to
me if he would consider adding her to his prayers that day. He grabbed
me by the arm and took me back toward his desk as he said, "So
that's it. I could tell that something is weighing heavy on your heart
today. I could see it in your eyes. This explains it."
From the top drawer of his desk he retrieved a pen and a note card with
his seal on it and asked, "How do you spell her name?" He
then jotted a note to her while discussing the importance of family and
the strength of prayer. When he handed me the card, he asked about the
surgery and the prognosis. I told him we were hoping that it is not a
recurrence of an earlier cancer and that, if it is, they can get it all
with this surgery.
He said, "If it's okay with you, we'll take care of the prayer
right now. Would you pray with me?" I told him yes and he turned
to the staff that remained in the office and hand motioned the folks to
step back or leave. He said, "Bruce and I would like some private
time for a prayer."
As they left he turned back to me and took my hands in his. I was
prepared to do a traditional prayer stance -- standing with each other
with heads bowed. Instead, he reached for my head with his right hand
and pulling gently forward, he placed my head on his shoulder.
With his left arm on my mid-back, he pulled me to him in a
prayerful embrace.
He started to pray softly. I started to cry. He continued his prayer
for Loretta and for God's perfect will
to be done. I cried some more. My body shook a bit as I cried and he
just held tighter. He closed by asking God's
blessing on Loretta and the family during the coming months. I stepped
away from our embrace, wiped my eyes, swiped at the tears I'd left on
his shoulder, and looked into the eyes of our president. I thanked him
as best I could and told him that me and my family would continue
praying for him and his.
As I write this account down and reflect upon what it
means, I have to tell you that all I really know is that his simple act
left me humbled and believing. I so hoped that the man I thought him to
be was the man that he is. I know that our nation needs a man such as
this in the Oval Office. George W. Bush is the real deal. I've read
Internet stories about the President praying with troops in hospitals
and other such uplifting accounts. Each time I read them I hoped them
to be true and not an Internet perpetuated myth. This one, I know to be
true. I was there. He is real. He has a pile of incredible stuff on his
plate each day -- and yet he is tuned in so well to the here and now
that he 'sensed' something heavy on my heart. He took time out of his
life to care, to share, and to seek God's
blessing for my family in a simple man-to-man, father-to-father,
son-to-son, husband-to-husband, Christian- to-Christian prayerful
embrace. He's not what I had hoped he would be. He is, in fact, so
very, very much more.
NOTE: If you decide to forward this story... please do not
add to it. Let Mr. Vincent's encounter stand as he wrote it.
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Saturday, November 6, 2010
Roy Rogers, Duck Run- Portsmouth OH
Thanks Sonny!
Roy and Dale should be ridin', ropin' and singin' in Heaven. I knew him from Mr. Metro's Eastland Theatre in east Portsmouth on Saturdays.
Sam
----- Original Message -----
From: ramey hoskins
To: Undisclosed-Recipient:;
Sent: Friday, November 05, 2010 23:36
Subject: Fw: Roy Rogers
Roy Rogers who grew up on Duck Run near Portsmouth, Ohio. Real name Leonard Sly. Roy Rogers Festival is held each year in Portsmouth.
Roy Rogers
The Roy Rogers Museum has closed its doors forever.
Here is a partial listing of some of the items that were sold at auction...
Roy 's 1964 Bonneville sold for $254,500, it was estimated to sell between 100 and 150 thousand dollars.
His script book from the January 14,1953 episode of This Is Your Life sold for $10,000 (est. $800-$1,000)
A collection of signed baseballs (Pete Rose, Duke Snyder and other greats) sold for $3,750
A collection of signed bats (Yogi Berra, Enos Slaughter, Bob Feller, and others) sold for $2,750.
Trigger's saddle and bridle sold for $386,500 (est. 100-150K)
One of many of Roy 's shirts sold for $16,250 and one of his many cowboy hats sold for $17,500.
One set of boot spurs sold for $10,625. (He never used a set of spurs on Trigger.)
A life size shooting gallery sold for $27,500.
Various chandeliers sold from $6,875 to $20,000. Very unique and artistic in their western style.
A signed photograph by Don Larsen taken during his perfect game in the world series against the Dodgers on Oct.8, 1953, along with a signed baseball to Roy from Don, sold for $2,500
Two fabulous limited edition BB guns in their original boxes with numerous photos of Roy, Dale, Gabby, and Pat sold for $3,750.
A collection of memorabilia from his shows entertaining the troops in Vietnam sold for $938. I never knew he was there. His flight jacket sold for $7,500.
His set of dinner ware plates and silverware sold for $11,875. The Bible they used at the dinner table every night sold for $8,750.
One of several of his guitars sold for $27,500.
Nellybelle sold for $116,500.
A fabulous painting of Roy, Dale, Pat, Buttermilk, Trigger, and Bullet sold for $10,625.
One of several sets of movie posters sold for $18,750.
A black and white photograph of Gene Autry with a touching inscription from Gene to Roy sold for $17,500.
A Republic Productions Poster bearing many autographs of the people that played in Roy's movies sold for $11,875.
Dale's horse, Buttermilk (whose history is very interesting) sold below the presale estimate for $25,000. (est. 30-40K)
Bullet sold for $35,000 (est. 10-15K). He was their real pet.
Dale's parade saddle, estimated to sell between 20-30K, sold for $104,500.
One of many pairs of Roy's boots sold for $21,250.
Trigger sold for $266,500.
Do you remember the 1938 movie The Adventures of Robinhood with Errol Flynn and Olivia de Havilland? Well Olivia rode Trigger in that movie. Trigger was bred on a farm co-owned by Bing Crosby. Roy bought Trigger on a time payment plan for $2,500. Roy and Trigger made 188 movies together. Trigger even out did Bob Hope by winning an Oscar in the movie Son of Paleface in 1953.
It is extremely sad to see this era lost forever. Despite the fact that Gene and Roy's movies, as well as those of other great characters, can be bought or rented for viewing, today's kids would rather spend their time playing video games. Today it takes a very special pair of parents to raise their kids with the right values and morals. These were the great heroes of our childhood, and they did teach us right from wrong, and how to
have and show respect for each other and the animals that share this earth.
You and I were born at the right time. We were able to grow up with these great people even if we never met them. In their own way they taught us patriotism and honor, we learned that lying and cheating were bad, and sex wasn't as important as love. We learned how to suffer through disappointment and failure and work through it. Our lives were drug free.
So it's good-bye to Roy and Dale, Gene and Hoppy, The Lone Ranger and Tonto. Farewell to Sky King and Superman and Sgt. Friday. Thanks to Capt.. Kangaroo, Mr. Rogers and Capt. Noah and all those people whose lives touched ours, and made them better.
It was a great ride through childhood.
Roy and Dale should be ridin', ropin' and singin' in Heaven. I knew him from Mr. Metro's Eastland Theatre in east Portsmouth on Saturdays.
Sam
----- Original Message -----
From: ramey hoskins
To: Undisclosed-Recipient:;
Sent: Friday, November 05, 2010 23:36
Subject: Fw: Roy Rogers
Roy Rogers who grew up on Duck Run near Portsmouth, Ohio. Real name Leonard Sly. Roy Rogers Festival is held each year in Portsmouth.
Roy Rogers
The Roy Rogers Museum has closed its doors forever.
Here is a partial listing of some of the items that were sold at auction...
Roy 's 1964 Bonneville sold for $254,500, it was estimated to sell between 100 and 150 thousand dollars.
His script book from the January 14,1953 episode of This Is Your Life sold for $10,000 (est. $800-$1,000)
A collection of signed baseballs (Pete Rose, Duke Snyder and other greats) sold for $3,750
A collection of signed bats (Yogi Berra, Enos Slaughter, Bob Feller, and others) sold for $2,750.
Trigger's saddle and bridle sold for $386,500 (est. 100-150K)
One of many of Roy 's shirts sold for $16,250 and one of his many cowboy hats sold for $17,500.
One set of boot spurs sold for $10,625. (He never used a set of spurs on Trigger.)
A life size shooting gallery sold for $27,500.
Various chandeliers sold from $6,875 to $20,000. Very unique and artistic in their western style.
A signed photograph by Don Larsen taken during his perfect game in the world series against the Dodgers on Oct.8, 1953, along with a signed baseball to Roy from Don, sold for $2,500
Two fabulous limited edition BB guns in their original boxes with numerous photos of Roy, Dale, Gabby, and Pat sold for $3,750.
A collection of memorabilia from his shows entertaining the troops in Vietnam sold for $938. I never knew he was there. His flight jacket sold for $7,500.
His set of dinner ware plates and silverware sold for $11,875. The Bible they used at the dinner table every night sold for $8,750.
One of several of his guitars sold for $27,500.
Nellybelle sold for $116,500.
A fabulous painting of Roy, Dale, Pat, Buttermilk, Trigger, and Bullet sold for $10,625.
One of several sets of movie posters sold for $18,750.
A black and white photograph of Gene Autry with a touching inscription from Gene to Roy sold for $17,500.
A Republic Productions Poster bearing many autographs of the people that played in Roy's movies sold for $11,875.
Dale's horse, Buttermilk (whose history is very interesting) sold below the presale estimate for $25,000. (est. 30-40K)
Bullet sold for $35,000 (est. 10-15K). He was their real pet.
Dale's parade saddle, estimated to sell between 20-30K, sold for $104,500.
One of many pairs of Roy's boots sold for $21,250.
Trigger sold for $266,500.
Do you remember the 1938 movie The Adventures of Robinhood with Errol Flynn and Olivia de Havilland? Well Olivia rode Trigger in that movie. Trigger was bred on a farm co-owned by Bing Crosby. Roy bought Trigger on a time payment plan for $2,500. Roy and Trigger made 188 movies together. Trigger even out did Bob Hope by winning an Oscar in the movie Son of Paleface in 1953.
It is extremely sad to see this era lost forever. Despite the fact that Gene and Roy's movies, as well as those of other great characters, can be bought or rented for viewing, today's kids would rather spend their time playing video games. Today it takes a very special pair of parents to raise their kids with the right values and morals. These were the great heroes of our childhood, and they did teach us right from wrong, and how to
have and show respect for each other and the animals that share this earth.
You and I were born at the right time. We were able to grow up with these great people even if we never met them. In their own way they taught us patriotism and honor, we learned that lying and cheating were bad, and sex wasn't as important as love. We learned how to suffer through disappointment and failure and work through it. Our lives were drug free.
So it's good-bye to Roy and Dale, Gene and Hoppy, The Lone Ranger and Tonto. Farewell to Sky King and Superman and Sgt. Friday. Thanks to Capt.. Kangaroo, Mr. Rogers and Capt. Noah and all those people whose lives touched ours, and made them better.
It was a great ride through childhood.
B.O. They've got him figured out
----- Original Message -----
From: Jackie Brown
Sent: Friday, November 05, 2010 22:23
Subject: Fw: WALL STREET JOURNAL---FINALLY B.O.'s in SO FAR over his "pay grade" and has so MUCH he MUST hide! Jackie
Subject: WALL STREET JOURNAL---FINALLY
Date: Sun, 31 Oct 2010 16:21:07 -0400
FYI. Outstanding article. It is a mite long, but well worth reading. It also allows you to make your own conclusion.
Wall Street Journal Sizes up Obama They've Got Him Figured Out
A short article from the Wall Street Journal that needs to be read by every level headed American!!!
A "deadly" article regarding Obama, at the Wall Street Journal, which today is the most widely circulated newspaper in America.
Article from the Wall Street Journal - by Eddie Sessions:
I have this theory about Barack Obama. I think he's led a kind of make-believe life in which money was provided and doors were opened because at some point early on somebody or some group took a look at this tall, good looking, half-white, half-black, young man with an exotic African/Muslim name and concluded he could be guided toward a life in politics where his facile speaking skills could even put him in the White House.
In a very real way, he has been a young man in a very big hurry. Who else do you know has written two memoirs before the age of 45? "Dreams of My Father" was published in 1995 when he was only 34 years old. The "Audacity of Hope" followed in 2006. If, indeed, he did write them himself. There are some who think that his mentor and friend, Bill Ayers, a man who calls himself a "communist with a small 'c'" was the real author.
His political skills consisted of rarely voting on anything that might be deemed controversial. He went from a legislator in the Illinois legislature to the Senator from that state because he had the good fortune of having Mayor Daley's formidable political machine at his disposal.
He was in the U.S. Senate so briefly that his bid for the presidency was either an act of astonishing self-confidence or part of some greater game plan that had been determined before he first stepped foot in the Capital. How, many must wonder, was he selected to be a 2004 keynote speaker at the Democrat convention that nominated John Kerry when virtually no one had ever even heard of him before?
He outmaneuvered Hillary Clinton in primaries. He took Iowa by storm. A charming young man, an anomaly in the state with a very small black population, he oozed "cool" in a place where agriculture was the antithesis of cool. He dazzled the locals. And he had an army of volunteers drawn to a charisma that hid any real substance.
And then he had the great good fortune of having the Republicans select one of the most inept candidates for the presidency since Bob Dole. And then John McCain did something crazy. He picked Sarah Palin, an unknown female governor from the very distant state of Alaska . It was a ticket that was reminiscent of 1984's Walter Mondale and Geraldine Ferraro and they went down to defeat.
The mainstream political media fell in love with him. It was a schoolgirl crush with febrile commentators like Chris Mathews swooning then and now over the man. The venom directed against McCain and, in particular, Palin, was extraordinary.
Now, nearly a full 2 years into his first term, all of those gilded years leading up to the White House have left him unprepared to be President. Left to his own instincts, he has a talent for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. It swiftly became a joke that he could not deliver even the briefest of statements without the ever-present Tele-Prompters.
Far worse, however, is his capacity to want to "wish away" some terrible realities, not the least of which is the Islamist intention to destroy America and enslave the West. Any student of history knows how swiftly Islam initially spread. It knocked on the doors of Europe, having gained a foothold in Spain .
The great crowds that greeted him at home or on his campaign "world tour" were no substitute for having even the slightest grasp of history and the reality of a world filled with really bad people with really bad intentions.
Oddly and perhaps even inevitably, his political experience, a cakewalk, has positioned him to destroy the Democrat Party's hold on power in Congress because in the end it was never about the Party. It was always about his communist ideology, learned at an early age from family, mentors, college professors, and extreme leftist friends and colleagues.
Obama is a man who could deliver a snap judgment about a Boston police officer who arrested an "obstreperous" Harvard professor-friend, but would warn Americans against "jumping to conclusions" about a mass murderer at Fort Hood who shouted "Allahu Akbar." The absurdity of that was lost on no one. He has since compounded this by calling the Christmas bomber "an isolated extremist" only to have to admit a day or two later that he was part of an al Qaeda plot.
He is a man who could strive to close down our detention facility at Guantanamo even though those released were known to have returned to the battlefield against America . He could even instruct his Attorney General to afford the perpetrator of 9/11 a civil trial when no one else would ever even consider such an obscenity. And he is a man who could wait three days before having anything to say about the perpetrator of yet another terrorist attack on Americans and then have to elaborate on his remarks the following day because his first statement was so lame.
The pattern repeats itself. He either blames any problem on the Bush administration or he naively seeks to wish away the truth.
Knock, knock. Anyone home? Anyone there? Barack Obama exists only as the sock puppet of his handlers, of the people who have maneuvered and manufactured this pathetic individual's life.
When anyone else would quickly and easily produce a birth certificate, this man has spent over a million dollars to deny access to his. Most other documents, the paper trail we all leave in our wake, have been sequestered from review. He has lived a make-believe life whose true facts remain hidden.
We laugh at the ventriloquist's dummy, but what do you do when the dummy is President of the United States of America.
From: Jackie Brown
Sent: Friday, November 05, 2010 22:23
Subject: Fw: WALL STREET JOURNAL---FINALLY B.O.'s in SO FAR over his "pay grade" and has so MUCH he MUST hide! Jackie
Subject: WALL STREET JOURNAL---FINALLY
Date: Sun, 31 Oct 2010 16:21:07 -0400
FYI. Outstanding article. It is a mite long, but well worth reading. It also allows you to make your own conclusion.
Wall Street Journal Sizes up Obama They've Got Him Figured Out
A short article from the Wall Street Journal that needs to be read by every level headed American!!!
A "deadly" article regarding Obama, at the Wall Street Journal, which today is the most widely circulated newspaper in America.
Article from the Wall Street Journal - by Eddie Sessions:
I have this theory about Barack Obama. I think he's led a kind of make-believe life in which money was provided and doors were opened because at some point early on somebody or some group took a look at this tall, good looking, half-white, half-black, young man with an exotic African/Muslim name and concluded he could be guided toward a life in politics where his facile speaking skills could even put him in the White House.
In a very real way, he has been a young man in a very big hurry. Who else do you know has written two memoirs before the age of 45? "Dreams of My Father" was published in 1995 when he was only 34 years old. The "Audacity of Hope" followed in 2006. If, indeed, he did write them himself. There are some who think that his mentor and friend, Bill Ayers, a man who calls himself a "communist with a small 'c'" was the real author.
His political skills consisted of rarely voting on anything that might be deemed controversial. He went from a legislator in the Illinois legislature to the Senator from that state because he had the good fortune of having Mayor Daley's formidable political machine at his disposal.
He was in the U.S. Senate so briefly that his bid for the presidency was either an act of astonishing self-confidence or part of some greater game plan that had been determined before he first stepped foot in the Capital. How, many must wonder, was he selected to be a 2004 keynote speaker at the Democrat convention that nominated John Kerry when virtually no one had ever even heard of him before?
He outmaneuvered Hillary Clinton in primaries. He took Iowa by storm. A charming young man, an anomaly in the state with a very small black population, he oozed "cool" in a place where agriculture was the antithesis of cool. He dazzled the locals. And he had an army of volunteers drawn to a charisma that hid any real substance.
And then he had the great good fortune of having the Republicans select one of the most inept candidates for the presidency since Bob Dole. And then John McCain did something crazy. He picked Sarah Palin, an unknown female governor from the very distant state of Alaska . It was a ticket that was reminiscent of 1984's Walter Mondale and Geraldine Ferraro and they went down to defeat.
The mainstream political media fell in love with him. It was a schoolgirl crush with febrile commentators like Chris Mathews swooning then and now over the man. The venom directed against McCain and, in particular, Palin, was extraordinary.
Now, nearly a full 2 years into his first term, all of those gilded years leading up to the White House have left him unprepared to be President. Left to his own instincts, he has a talent for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. It swiftly became a joke that he could not deliver even the briefest of statements without the ever-present Tele-Prompters.
Far worse, however, is his capacity to want to "wish away" some terrible realities, not the least of which is the Islamist intention to destroy America and enslave the West. Any student of history knows how swiftly Islam initially spread. It knocked on the doors of Europe, having gained a foothold in Spain .
The great crowds that greeted him at home or on his campaign "world tour" were no substitute for having even the slightest grasp of history and the reality of a world filled with really bad people with really bad intentions.
Oddly and perhaps even inevitably, his political experience, a cakewalk, has positioned him to destroy the Democrat Party's hold on power in Congress because in the end it was never about the Party. It was always about his communist ideology, learned at an early age from family, mentors, college professors, and extreme leftist friends and colleagues.
Obama is a man who could deliver a snap judgment about a Boston police officer who arrested an "obstreperous" Harvard professor-friend, but would warn Americans against "jumping to conclusions" about a mass murderer at Fort Hood who shouted "Allahu Akbar." The absurdity of that was lost on no one. He has since compounded this by calling the Christmas bomber "an isolated extremist" only to have to admit a day or two later that he was part of an al Qaeda plot.
He is a man who could strive to close down our detention facility at Guantanamo even though those released were known to have returned to the battlefield against America . He could even instruct his Attorney General to afford the perpetrator of 9/11 a civil trial when no one else would ever even consider such an obscenity. And he is a man who could wait three days before having anything to say about the perpetrator of yet another terrorist attack on Americans and then have to elaborate on his remarks the following day because his first statement was so lame.
The pattern repeats itself. He either blames any problem on the Bush administration or he naively seeks to wish away the truth.
Knock, knock. Anyone home? Anyone there? Barack Obama exists only as the sock puppet of his handlers, of the people who have maneuvered and manufactured this pathetic individual's life.
When anyone else would quickly and easily produce a birth certificate, this man has spent over a million dollars to deny access to his. Most other documents, the paper trail we all leave in our wake, have been sequestered from review. He has lived a make-believe life whose true facts remain hidden.
We laugh at the ventriloquist's dummy, but what do you do when the dummy is President of the United States of America.
Friday, November 5, 2010
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How Would You Introduce Jesus Christ?
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Stunning courage and sincerity for a great introduction to all, Sonny!
Sam
- Original Message -----
From: ramey hoskins
To: Undisclosed-Recipient:;
Sent: Tuesday, October 26, 2010 23:48
Subject: Fw: How Would You Introduce Jesus Christ?
Hard to believe this is the closing segment of a comedy club performance!
Attached is a short 2 minute video showing Steve Harvey, a comedian, addressing a secular audience.
It's hard to imagine that this is a comedian and not a preacher, and this is an audience...and not a congregation.
It must have been at the end of his routine, because...well, you will see.
This introduction from comedian Steve Harvey to a secular audience was absolutely awe-inspiring.
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Stunning courage and sincerity for a great introduction to all, Sonny!
Sam
- Original Message -----
From: ramey hoskins
To: Undisclosed-Recipient:;
Sent: Tuesday, October 26, 2010 23:48
Subject: Fw: How Would You Introduce Jesus Christ?
Hard to believe this is the closing segment of a comedy club performance!
Attached is a short 2 minute video showing Steve Harvey, a comedian, addressing a secular audience.
It's hard to imagine that this is a comedian and not a preacher, and this is an audience...and not a congregation.
It must have been at the end of his routine, because...well, you will see.
This introduction from comedian Steve Harvey to a secular audience was absolutely awe-inspiring.
Let's get at the job of representing the people of the USA
Thanks to friend Frank Hunter (PHS 55) and my apologies to those of differing opinions:
----- Original Message -----
From: "samgabe" samgabe@earthlink.net
Sent: Thursday, November 04, 2010 21:49
Subject: RE: At last it is over and hopefully we can all be fliends again
I would appreciate it if you guys would not send me this kind of garbage.
All you want to do is critize our dear persident and those in congress
trying to do what is right. The election is over. Nancy Plosi is my aunt and
I dearly love her. Obrama is her first cousin and I am getting dam aright
angrouf at toall thwoallalll
frank
ps and that goes for your pets too.
Frank,
The election is over, but it is only a testament to the republic of the
USA. Now the hard work begins and I trust that those elected will look upon the daunting tasks and will represent us in our government.
I appreciate your great sense of humor, friend. I would also hope for
impeachment of this dear president to help those who must represent us.
Sam
----- Original Message -----
From: "samgabe" samgabe@earthlink.net
Sent: Thursday, November 04, 2010 21:49
Subject: RE: At last it is over and hopefully we can all be fliends again
I would appreciate it if you guys would not send me this kind of garbage.
All you want to do is critize our dear persident and those in congress
trying to do what is right. The election is over. Nancy Plosi is my aunt and
I dearly love her. Obrama is her first cousin and I am getting dam aright
angrouf at toall thwoallalll
frank
ps and that goes for your pets too.
Frank,
The election is over, but it is only a testament to the republic of the
USA. Now the hard work begins and I trust that those elected will look upon the daunting tasks and will represent us in our government.
I appreciate your great sense of humor, friend. I would also hope for
impeachment of this dear president to help those who must represent us.
Sam
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