“Always remember to slow down in life; live, breathe, and learn; take a look around you whenever you have time and never forget everything and every person that has the least place within your heart.”
I have another one of those full days and today includes some special events. I will be leaving very early to meet with a Wellness Coach/Trainer at the facility where I will continue and even expand my exercise program. We will assess my current status, review my past history and lay out a set of short and long range goals and outline the steps that I will take to get there.
As soon as I am done I will be off to see one of my granddaughters compete in a Gymnastic Meet. This is a rare treat since we have not seen her do so in person for a couple of years as normally she is in completion in other US cities that are too far away for us to get to. So I have been limited to only seeing videos of her competing that are on the net. Fortunately her skills coupled with an outstanding academic record has resulted in a number of major universities expressing interest in her attending their schools.
I am sure that by this time you recognize Ray’s reprint preamble and of course you are right. Here is the Daily that I distributed on this day in 2004.
It is spring, what we see is up to us.
Every moment is a miracle. Be still, look closely, and you can see it. The simple, quiet moments, that are so commonplace you don't easily remember them, are just as special as the glorious, unforgettable ones. Because those quiet, simple moments are the ones that shape who you are.
It's easy to sense life's many treasures in the rare moments of grandeur. Yet when you can also appreciate the value of the quiet, simple moments, then you've tapped into something truly magnificent. The common moments matter because there are so many of them. When you live each one to the fullest, then life is full indeed.
The big, exciting moments give life its spice. The small, quiet ones provide the substance. In every moment there is a special treasure. Give your best to them all.
As the man once said, stop and smell the roses. Ray
One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
ROGER SAYS IT WAS GOOD & IT WAS
Were you a kid in the Fifties or earlier? Everybody makes fun of our childhood! Comedians joke. Grandkids snicker. Twenty-something’s shudder and say "Eeeew!" But was our childhood really all that bad? Judge for yourself:
In 1953 The US population was less than 150 million... Yet you knew more people then, and knew them better... And that was good.
The average annual salary was under $3,000... Yet our parents could put some of it away for a rainy day and still live a decent life... And that was good
A loaf of bread cost about 15 cents... But it was safe for a five-year-old to skate to the store and buy one... And that was good.
Prime-Time meant I Love Lucy, Ozzie and Harriet, Gunsmoke and Lassie... So nobody ever heard of ratings or filters... And that was good.
We didn't have air-conditioning... So the windows stayed up and half a dozen mothers ran outside when you fell off your bike... And that was good.
Your teacher was either Miss Matthews or Mrs. Logan or Mr. Adkins... But not Ms Becky or Mr. Dan... And that was good.
The only hazardous material you knew about... was a patch of grassburrs around the light pole at the corner. And that was good.
You loved to climb into a fresh bed... Because sheets were dried on the clothesline... And that was good.
People generally lived in the same hometown with their relatives.. So "child care" meant grandparents or aunts and uncles... And that was good.
Parents were respected and their rules were law.... Children did not talk back..... and that was good.
TV was in black-and-white... But all outdoors was in glorious color....And that was certainly good.
Your Dad knew how to adjust everybody's carburetor.. And the Dad next door knew how to adjust all the TV knobs.. And that was very good.
Your grandma grew snap beans in the back yard... And chickens behind the garage... And that was definitely good.
And just when you were about to do something really bad. Chances were you’d run into your Dad's high school coach... Or the nosy old lady from up the street... Or your little sister's piano teacher... Or somebody from Church.... ALL of whom knew your parents' phone number... And YOUR first name... And even THAT was good!
Send this on to someone who can still remember Nancy Drew, The Hardy Boys, Laurel & Hardy, Abbott & Costello, Sky King, Little Lulu comics, Brenda Starr, Howdy Doody and The Peanut Gallery, The Lone Ranger, The Shadow Knows Nellie Belle, Roy and Dale, Trigger and Buttermilk as well as the sound of a real mower on Saturday morning, and summers filled with bike rides, playing cowboy, playing hide and seek and kick-the-can and Simon Says, baseball games, amateur shows at the local theater before the Saturday matinee, bowling and visits to the pool...and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar, and wax lips and bubblegum cigars
Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that! And was it really that long ago?
"If you haven't got anything nice to say about anybody, come sit next to me."
Alice Roosevelt Longworth
The new army recruit was given guard duty at 2 a.m. He did his best for a while, but at about 4 a.m. he went to sleep. He awakened to find the officer of the day standing before him.
Remembering the heavy penalty for being asleep on guard duty, this smart young man kept his head bowed for another moment and looked upward and reverently said, “A-a-a-men!”
"It's no longer a question of staying healthy. It's a question of finding a sickness you like."
A group of W.Va. friends went deer hunting and paired off in twos for the day. That night, one of the hunters returned alone, staggering under the weight of an eight-point buck.
Where's Henry?" the others asked. "Henry had a stroke! of some kind.
He's a couple of miles back up the trail," the successful hunter replied.
"You left Henry laying out there and carried the deer back?" they inquired.
"A tough call," nodded the hunter. "But I figured no one is going to steal Henry!
"A woman's dress should be like a barbed-wire fence: serving its purpose without obstructing the view."
"It's no use. Art doesn't listen to me," said a little boy who was praying for a new bike.
"Art who?" asked the boy's mother.
"Art in heaven," came the reply.
At the beginning of the grandparents' class I teach, I ask participants if they would share the very first feelings they had when they learned they were going to be grandparents. Most people say they were happy and excited. During one class, however, an expectant grandmother blurted, "I just hated it! I finally knew for certain that my daughter was having sex."
Mitzi was at the Motor Vehicle Bureau applying for a driver's license. Filling out the forms, when she came to the line: "Color of Hair", she put..."L'oreal Preference 8 1/2B."
My buddy applied for a job as an insurance salesman. Where the form requested "prior experience," he wrote "lifeguard." That was it. Nothing else.
"We're looking for someone who can not only sell insurance, but who can sell himself as well," said the hiring manager. "How does working as a lifeguard pertain to salesmanship?"
My pal replied, "I couldn't swim." He got the job.
Nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small it takes time - we haven't time - and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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