Sunday, September 25, 2011
What A Blessing It Is To Give. It Took Me Some Years To Really Find This Blessing And How It Makes Me Feel. I Think A Lot Of It Is Because I Had Been A Recipient At Times And I Truly Felt Blessed. I Never Considered It A Big Deal When I Gave Because I Have Been On Both Sides In Giving And Receiving.
I Would Prefer To Give Anonymously Because I Don't Want To Make A Big Deal About My Giving. It's The Need That Should Be Recognized, And Not The Giving.
There Are Scriptures In The Bible Instructing Us To Help The Poor. There Will Always Be Poor People. My Reason For Giving Has No Biblical Purpose Behind It. Goodwill Toward Man Was Etched Into My Being From My Father. For As Long As I Can Remember My Father Guided Us In The Direction In Helping Others First And Foremost. For Example, When We Were Young And Eager To Make Money Shoveling Snow, My Father Told Us After We Shoveled Our Own Walk We Must First Shovel The Walks Of Our Neighbors And Charge Them No Money. That Example Made An Impression On Me About Priorities. From Then On I Have Always Tried To Remember Other's Needs. There Are Those Who I Would Consider Meek And Would Not Ask For Anything. That's Why We Should Always Be Aware Of Our Surroundings And Watch For Signs From Those Who Could Use Some Extra Help.
At Times I Get Frustrated At People Who Are Not Thankful. Some Expect To Be Helped Time And Time Again. These Are The Takers In Life. A Simple Thank You Is Sufficient Enough For Me. No Big Deal On My Part In Giving. As Long As I Know The One I Am Giving To Appreciates It. There Are Too Many In The World Who Are Thankful. I Try Not To Question The Need. I Believe Once We Start Questioning The Need Our "Give List" Gets Smaller. Not Everything Is As It Appears.
We Will Never Win The War On Poverty. If We Had More Givers Than Takers The World Would Be Better Off.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Everything Is Shrinking
I Recently Polled My Friends On Facebook About The Price Of Gas. Actually It Wasn't About Price At All. It Had Everything To Do With Consumption. My Father Mentioned To Me That Products On The Shelves Of The Grocery Stores Are Shrinking. For Example He Saw An Advertizement For A Half A Gallon Of Ice Cream. When He Went To Purchase It, He Noticed It Was Not A Half Gallon. They Made The Box Smaller. He Mentions It To Management, I Don't Remember What Their Response Was. The Price Is Reduced And So Was The Product. Today I Went To Purchase My Microwave Popcorn. Same Familiar Box Which Appeared To Be Thinner. I Read It Only Contained 3 Bags Instead Of It's Usual 4.
Back To My Facebook Friends. As Follows Is The Message I Had For These Friend.
"I'm not all the great in math. Really I'm not. Help me figure this out. If gas is 3.60 and I spent $36.00, how many gallons of gas did I get?"
I Posted This In My Status On Monday. As Of Tuesday I Didn't Get A Correct Response. I Did Not Ask The Question To Be A Smart Alek. I Wanted To See How Many Of Us Would Be Observant. With The Price Of Gas Being One Of The Most Common Conversations Between People, Can Be More Complicated Than You Realize. How Much Is Gas Today? How Much Will Gas Be Tomorrow?
The Answer To The Gas Question Is 9 Gallons Of Gas. As Advertized On Every Gas Sign Is The Price Of 9/10th Of A Gallon. This Measurement Has Been In Existance For As Long As I Can Remember. You Don't Get An Actual 1 US Gallon. Gasoline Is Measured By 10Ths Of Gallons. I'm Not Questioning Anyone's Math Ability. I'm Bringing Awareness To These Issues. Yes It May Be Best For Everyone In The Long Haul. Over A Period Of Time. That's With The Exception To The Gas Prices.
So In Essence, For Every 10 Gallon Of Gas, You Lose One Gallon. Yet Pay For What You Think Is In Gallons, But Rather Of 9 10/ths Of A Gallon.
File This Blog Under Useless Information. Just Sayin...
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Spent A Lifetime Worrying About Tomorrow.
Am I The Only One? I Have Been An Everyday Worry-er For As Long As I Can Remember. Yes Maybe I Do Take Life A Little Too Seriously. I Have Recently Began Re-Thinking My Life. I Was Reminded Last December How Short Life Really Is. One Thing I Have Come To Realize Is There Will Always Be Things I Cannot Control. I Have Always Been The Kind Of Person Who Likes To Fix Situations. Instead Of Worrying About Today, I Find Myself Stressing About Tomorrow. Yet I Have Always Been A Firm Believer In Being Prepared. However In Most Cases That Takes Money. What Happens If The Refrigerator Quit Working? Appliances We Find Ourselves Dependent On, Will Eventually Quit Operating. Nothing Is Made To Last A Lifetime.
My Brother And I Found Ourselves In A Short Conversation About Warranties Of A Roof. He Commented About Getting A Roof With A 75 Year Warranty. We Both Know Neither Of Us Will Live That Many More Years, So Why Do We Need A Warranty Beyond Our Years? Maybe Because We Are More Concerned With The Longevity Of Our Homes Than What We Should. You Think The Next Person In Line For Your Home Appreciates The Care You Put Into The Home? I Would Have To Say Yes. The Man Who Owned My Home Had Put New Siding And Windows. He Even Put On A New Roof. Yes I Do Appreciate His Effort. However His Motives Were To Dress Up The House To Sell It. It Worked For Him.
Recently I Have Experienced Changes In My Life. Adapting To Change May Be Some Of My Problem. Whatever Is My Problem, I Need To Remind Myself Each Morning When I Get Up, I Cannot Save The World.
If I Were To Die Tonight I Would Be Very Disappointed In How I Lived My Life. I Could Have Been A Better Husband. A Better Son Or Father, Brother. More Of A Friend To Others. I Feel I Am Being Rushed In Life. It's Like My Life Is Moving Faster Than What It Should. Time Is Moving Swiftly. I Can Sit And Reminisce From Years Past And It Does Not Seem That Long Ago. It's Funny How Life Is Though. As A Kid I Don't Remember Me Ever Wondering What My Life Would Be Like When I Was In My Mid 50's. I Bet It Seemed A Lifetime Away. As A Child I Looked At My Grandpa As An Old Man. Today I Am Older Than What My Grandpa Was Back Then. I Assume My Grandchildren Must Think I'm Old. Am I?
I Know I Have Already Lived More Than Half My Lifetime. Knowing This Maybe It's About Time I Made Some Positive Changes In My Life.
Look At Today Being A Present. It Should Be A Present From God By Giving Us Another Day Of Life. Life Is A Gift And We Should Treat It Respectfully. We Should Plant Memories For Others Lives. It's Not All About You! Living It That Way I Consider Selfish. My Grandchildren Will Have Their Memories Of Me Like My Children And My Friends. I Have Those Same Memories Of My Parents Throughout The Years.
If I Manage To Change My Life And Live For Today, My Future Days Will Be Better. It's A Step In The Right Direction. So Live And Love. Smile. Let There Be No Question About How You Feel Toward A Person You Love And Respect.
Be Kind. After Watching A Full Evening Of People Who Didn't Have The Chance To Make Changes In Their Lives. Their Lives Were Gone In The Blink Of An Eye.
Life Is Good. I Need To Keep Reminding Myself Of This.
Condolences To All Those Families Effected By The Disaster Of 9-11. May God Bless Each Of Them.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Don't Eat The Apples
An inebriated moose trying to get more fermenting apples apparently lost its balance and ended up stuck in an apple tree in Sweden.
After returning home from work Tuesday evening, Per Johansson of Saro heard bellowing from his neighbor’s yard, The Local reported.
“I thought at first that someone was having a laugh. Then I went over to take a look and spotted a moose stuck in an apple tree with only one leg left on the ground,” Johansson told The Local.
Johansson called the police, he told The Local, but while waiting for a response, he and neighbors began to saw off limbs to try to help the entangled, thrashing moose.
Responding firefighters managed to bend the tree down far enough for the animal to slide off the branches, The Local reported.
Drunken moose are common in Sweden in autumn, when apples are abundant on the ground and in trees in homeowners’ yards, according to The Local.
Johansson surmised the moose had been indulging for quite a while.
“My neighbor recognized it as the animal that almost ran into her car earlier in the day,” Johansson told The Local. “She was pretty sure the moose was already under the influence."
You May Have Read This On The Internet. After Reading This It Brought Back Memories In Asking If You Read The Book Antlers In The Treetop, Written By Who Goosed The Moose.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
It Just Take A Moment
I'm A Different Kind Of Person. When I Need To Stop At The Store I Park Quite A Ways From The Store. It's Primarily Because I Drive A Rather Large Truck And It Can't Fit In A Normal Parking Space. Even Though On Many Occasions When I Drive A Car I Would Park A Distance So I Can Walk For The Exersize. Today Billie Wanted Me To Drive Her Up To Wal Mart So She Could Get Her Medicine. I Would Have Went There Myself If She Only Asked. Besides, It Would Do Her Some Good If She Got The Excersize Herself. The Routine Is I Drop Her Off At The Door. I Would Then Proceed To Park Someplace Where I Can See Her When She Steps Out Of The Store. Wow, Life Can Be Good Sometimes.
Anyway As I Sat There Watching People Come And Go A Strong Wind Gust Blew Over A Potted Plant That Was Sitting On Display. I Watched Countless People Pass By The Fallen Plant. I Recognized A Gentleman That Approached The Door Only To Catch His Eye On The Fallen Plant. He Walked Over To It And Put It In It's Place. I Wasn't Surprised. I Might Have Been More Surprised Had He Walked By It Without Placing It Properly Where It Belonged. I Don't Really Know This Man Real Well. I Do Know He Is An Elderly Man. He Must Have Known That Plant Would Most Likely Still Be On The Ground As Of This Writing Had He Not Did It Himself. It Only Took Him A Moment To Make It Right Again. One Moment Too Long For All The Others To Pass It By.
It Only Takes A Moment To Smile. It Only Takes A Moment To Say Hello. It Only Takes A Moment To Say I Love You. So Many Of Us Think About It When It's Too Late.
For Those Who Read My Words, I Hope You Get The Message. Take The Time, It Only Takes A Moment.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Bryer's Beach
Only A Handful Of People Ever Knew Bryer's Beach Exist. Many Years Ago I Use To Fish With My Grandfather And Uncle Rick. My Uncle Worked At A Golf Course. He Befriended A Man That Had Worked There For A Number Of Years. A River Snaked Through The Course And This Man Knew It Like The Back Of His Hand.
A Special River Bank Would Eventually Be Named Bryer's Beach. I Have No Recollection As To Why The Name Bryer. I Suspect The Answer Lies With This Man's Widow. I Recently Seen This Woman And I Casually Told Her I Knew Of Bryer's Beach. A Smile Came To Her Face When I Mentioned This To Her.
"Bob" Would Send His Line Out Into The Middle Of The River, Baited With The "Family Recipe", Then Care For The Course As His Job Required. On His Break He Would Check His Lines And See If A Fish Was On The Other End. My Grandfather Taught Me How To Fish For Carp. He Once Told Me If I Could Land A Carp I Could Land Anything. The Family Recipe Was Made From Corn Meal. Carp Love It And Your Chances Of Battling This Ferocious Fish Become More Real.
I Fished Bryer's Beach Both Night And Day. Many Memories Are On That River Bank. Memories Of My Grandfather. Memories Of My Uncle. Memories I Will Hold For The Rest Of My Life. If Bryer's Beach Was Important Enough To Pass Onto Someone Else, I Certainly Would. I Believe It Was A Man's Dream Land That Was Named For No Particular Reason. I Am Not Questioning It, Yet I'm Happy I Was Able To Be A Part In It. I Fondly Remember My Childhood Days Of That Golf Course. The Warmer Months Of Fishing, Ball Hawking, Mushroom Hunting & Eventually Caddying At 7:00 On A Saturday Morning For $6.00 . The Winter We Returned For A Snow Packed Hill Which Delighted Both Young And Old In Sledding Down It.
I'm Happy I Passed On My Childhood Memories To My Own Children. We Searched For Mushrooms And Sled Down That Monster Of A Hill.
Not Only Is Bryer's Beach A Memory, It's Also Very Close To My Heart. This Chapter Of Life Goes Full Circle.
Thanks For The Memories....
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